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Caution: Do not read this if you are a young boy or are likely
to be influenced by a story about one. Better yet, if you are
underage in the part of the world where you happen to be, leave
now.
Caution 2: This intended to be a humorous story about a young boys
experiences. No part of it is true or ,I believe, even possible.
Don't even think about doing anything of what you read about here.
Caution 3: If you like heavy handed and explicit descriptions of sex
acts, you will not like this story. If you are still here, read on
and hopefully enjoy.
MY OLDER SISTER 1 (b/fF, inc, nc, con)
"I will have to admit that it is a very strange disease that
your daughter has contracted. Until such time as the disease is
completely arrested Mildred will have to rest during the day and
be completely immobilized at night. The medication to keep her from
moving during the evening hours must be taken religiously every evening.
As you and Mildred must realize this medicine is very powerful. Even though
she will sleep normally and be mentally fully aware, for all practical
purposes . . ." the doctor mused for a moment,
And at this significant moment I just happened to stop by the parlor door
and ease dropped.
" . . . she will be completely immobile and paralyzed by the
medication every night. But it is for her own good."
My mother sighed, "If it's as necessary as you say, I will make sure that
it's done properly."
They talked on for a few more minutes but I had heard enough. There is
a god after all. My mother thought my sister was wonderful. My
sister was full grown and practically inseparable from Mother. There
were always whispered conferences that quickly broke up as soon as I
entered the room. They were always standing together whenever tea was
served and my attendance was required every day. They have been very
close-knit since my father died. My father I really didn't miss very much.
He really was all business and had very little time for any of us.
Fortunately, we had been well provided for upon his death.
As far as I was concerned neither of them understood men and especially
young boys like me. They definitely tended to look down their noses at
anything that I wanted to do. I can see my sister now, straight
backed, tall, with chin elevated and looking at me with downcast eyes.
Lately though, even I had begun to notice a difference in Mildreds
demeanor. Now I knew it was a disease with a silver lining for me.
Mentally and physically paralyzed nightly by drugs. The thought of
being able to sneak into her room and beat the bejesus out of her with a
board and her not even knowing it was making me positively dizzy with
anticipation. The nasty bitch deserved it. No wonder she had no suitors
coming to the house. If I thought it would do any good I'd chip in my
whole allowance to her dowry just to get rid of her.
That evening my mother came to my room and asked me to follow her
to my sisters room on the floor below. Typical, I was forced to live
on the third floor of the old mansion while my sister got a bigger and
better room on the second just two doors down from my mothers room. As
we entered I noticed that my sister was laying on her side in the big
double bed (I, of course, had a single narrow bed). "I want you to
understand the situation clearly, son," my mother said softly. "If
anything should happen during the evening hours when Mildred is
medicated, it will be up to us to get her safely out of the house.
She'll be completely helpless. You needn't worry about her during the
daytime, the servants will be watching. At times like this I wish
they were live-in servants. But, we'll make do won't we son?"
In a pigs ass, I thought. If there's a fire this bitch will be
the last thing I stop for. "Yes, of course, Mother," I
murmured. I looked up at my Mother wide-eyed and innocent and
said, "Is Mildred really going to be just like that all night
long? Won't she have to get and go to the bathroom during the
night?"
"She goes just before she takes the medication, son and
yes, she can't move until the medication wears off in about
eight hours." She was going to mention that Mildred was completely aware
of her surroundings but her son was already skipping through the doorway.
"Oh, well," she thought, "You can't keep a young boys attention very long."
I knew my mother always went to sleep by nine and I had a hard time
staying up until 11:00, but I didn't want to miss the first night
of Mildreds paralysis. I quietly snuck through my sisters door being
careful not to let the door squeak. Once inside I waited a full five
minutes so my eyes could grow accustomed to the low light level.
Beautiful, I thought. I had spent a considerable part of the afternoon
picking the perfect board especially for my sister. Nice and flat so
it wouldn't leave a mark for either my mother or my sister to find.
No one would know but me. I felt himself smirking already. Keeping a
straight face around them would be difficult tomorrow.
I walked slowly over to the far side of the bed where her backside was
laying alongside the edge. I moved up to her head, cupped my hands
like a megaphone over her ear and loudly said "Mildred". Just had to
be sure I thought to himself. Not even an eyelid flickered. Revenge
time!
I flipped the bedspread and heavy blanket off of her leaving the sheet
as her only protection. Whop! Whop,Whop! Whop, Whop, Whop, Whop,
Whop! God, right in the crack of her ass and not a twitch. Christ, I
love this. I rested for a couple more minutes then Whop, whop, whop,
whop! I couldn't help himself and started to giggle. I choked the
laughter off but couldn't help smiling. Now for a little damage
assessment. I picked up the sheet and looked at her red backside.
Her nightgown was partly around her waist leaving most of her legs and
ass exposed. I felt the smile I'd had all day slide from his face as I
stared at her ass. Oh, It was red all right but I'd never really
thought of her as being anything other than an aloof stick. Granted,
it was bright red but from the little I knew about such things, this
was a marvelous looking derriere. Just the slightest soft, curly hair
appeared to be sticking out from her cleft toward the bottom of the crack.
My casual friends and I had talked about girl parts but I was pretty sure
that none of us had actually seen any. And worse, this one leaked.
Part of her leg was slick with pee. I quickly tiptoed to the bathroom
and took some toilet paper back to the side of the bed. I certainly
didn't want to leave any evidence behind showing anyone had been
here. I gently tried to sop up the stuff but I quickly became aware that
it wasn't really pee. It was much too slick for that and it wasn't blood,
thank god. I cleaned her up as best I could and dropped the tissues into the
bathroom trash can.
I thought I'd best call it quits for tonight. I walked slowly back to
the side of the bed to cover my sister up. At the last second I
decided to see how she was constructed that was different from me. I
knelt down on my knees and moved in close so I could see in the
limited light. She definitely had an odor. The whole bottom end of
her smelled musty but not unpleasant. I slid my fingers slowly down
the crack of her ass until I came to her anus. It felt unusually
small and petite. I opened the cheeks as much as I could to see. It
was soft and practically hairless but essentially similar to my own.
I moved my fingers a little bit further and found the source of the
slick stuff. There were puffy lips, one on each side and smaller ones
inside and mercy, a hole right in the middle. I tentatively probed a
little farther in and buried my finger to the knuckle. Christ, that's
hot. I wiggled my finger around some more and the juice started
again. Really slick now. The smell and the hot slickness was giving me
what my friends called a hard on. I withdrew my finger and continued
on around to the front. Almost immediately I ran into a protrusion
about a half inch long sticking straight out. I felt around it for a
minute getting a mental picture of it. Maybe she pissed through it.
I'd have to check the books in my dads library tomorrow. I went
further around and ran into soft curly hair. I guessed that that was
the end of the differences, at least on the bottom part. The rest
would have to wait for tomorrow night. On the way back around to the
back again I thoroughly memorized each thing I came to. I replaced the
bed clothes and silently tiptoed from the room.
I got up early the next morning. At least an hour before breakfast.
I had found the medical book I was looking for and was avidly
eying the diagrams of womens' genitalia. Each individual part was
labeled and a side note discussed its function. Actually, the inner
and outer lips just looked like dust covers to me and any other
function for those was lost on me. But the hole and the little clit
had some interesting uses which I memorized. There was even a picture
showing a half view of a woman with a mans cock inside. That, in
conjunction with the rest of the diagrams, really told the whole story.
The only other thing that I hadn't noticed was something called a
hymen. Supposedly it was down in the hole somewhere but I hadn't noticed
it when I was feeling around inside of my sister. I lay back in the
big leather chair and made my plans for tonight.
Tea time again but this time I 'wanted' to be there. I wanted to
appear as Mister Nice Guy so I had taken pains with my dress and
carefully washed up for the event. My smile had been busting out all
day long but now I had to control it in front of my mother and
unknowing sister. I stepped into the Parlor at the stroke of four and
said, "Hello mother and you too, Mildred. I hope you are feeling
better today." I had seen two of the servants carry a wheel chair up
to the second floor earlier today and had guessed what it was for.
Now my sister was sitting in it with a blanket across her legs and mom
was standing right beside her with one hand on her shoulder both
looking at me as I spoke to them. Mom looked normal but Mildred looked
a little on the sad side. Maybe it was last nights pain that she was
experiencing. I truly hoped so.
After tea was served, mother mentioned that Mildred would be sleeping
in the parlor until she was well because of the difficulty of moving
her up and down the stairs. I casually looked around the parlor and
noted the day bed that had been brought in from somewhere. I also
noted the path I would have to take to get to where she would be
sleeping. I told them I thought that was a practical thing to do. Then
looking directly at my sister I asked her how long she thought her
illness would last and how long she would have to take that
debilitating medicine. I was surprised as I watched a single tear
slide down her cheek. Mildred lowered her head and softly said,
"However long it takes I guess. The Doctor mentioned several
months." Shit. I'd never seen her cry a tear before and it was
making me uncomfortable. What kind of a rat am I?
As I lay in my bed that night fingering myself, I kept thinking about
Mildred crying. But on the other hand I thought about my revenge
which seemed pretty dumb and petty now considering her discomfort and
pain. I mentally pictured what I'd seen and felt the night before and
could almost feel the slippery areas between her legs. I was
disgusted with myself for taking advantage of her. Thank god she
didn't know about it. My resolve was to leave her alone as I rolled
over and went to sleep.
The next day at tea, I was feeling pretty good about myself. I had
resolved to be nice to Mildred to make up for what I had done to her.
I realized it was unnecessary since she didn't even know about it.
Still it was the principle of the thing.
At least Mildred wasn't crying today. But Mom was back to her normal
carping. And, it was directed at me in particular. I didn't seem to
be dressed right and was slouching around the room like a little kid.
I was standing next to an end table when Mom made a particularly nasty
remark to me. At that same moment I glanced down and saw Mildreds
medicine pills. Without thought I pocketed one of them and left the
room as soon as I could.
I spent the rest of the day mulling over my life. I knew that my dad
had left everything to me in his will. But that was common since the
first-born male always inherited. I vaguely knew that I could throw my
sister and mother out if I wanted when I came of age. But that
would be stupid. I didn't really want to mess with the servants
or take care of the running of the house and farm lands.
Besides, both my mother and sister had been given annual
allowances for life by Dad. The only thing they would lose by
leaving was the free rent they would otherwise have to pay if
they were on their own. To maintain their same life style as
here would more than eat up both of their allowances. So that
was to be avoided by them if at all possible. Throwing out
ones relatives just wasn't done unless they were rotten.
Still, the threat always remained. And, Mom apparently loved to
ring the donkeys tail. Sort of like looking a gift horse in
the mouth.
That evening as I was undressing for bed the pill I had
palmed fell out of my pants pocket. I put on my PJs and robe
and went down to the kitchen to join Mom in a glass of milk
before bed. She always had a glass directly before going to bed
and she was already there adding milk to the pan. I ask her to
add some for me too. I asked about Mildred and was told she
was already asleep in the parlor. I casually asked how long it
took for the medicine to take effect and Mom said about half an
hour. I offered to pour the milk for both of us and on impulse
dropped the pill in Moms milk. I don't consciously know why I
did it and I certainly didn't know what I did it for. At any
rate, it was already too late as Mom was drinking it.
At 10:00 that night I started to think about Mildred being all alone
and vulnerable down in the parlor. I told myself that I was just
going to go down to make sure she was all right. However, when I got
to the second floor I couldn't get my feet to go past Moms room door.
On an impulse I quietly opened the door. The light next to the bed
was still on and Mom had her nightdress on. The pill had caught up
with her before she could get under the covers. Her hair was down and
I noted that she was still a very attractive woman. Her legs at this
moment just happened to be splayed out wantonly. I contemplated what
the devil I really had in mind being here. At this point, what
the hell, I may as well have a look. After all, having seen only one
girl between the legs didn't constitute a very good sample. Besides,
this time I had a light on and could do a valid comparison of the two.
I lifted up my Moms night dress to her waist but literally couldn't
see a thing because of the hair. The hairy area was as big as a
dinner plate and completely obscured all the plumbing. Throwing
caution and common sense to the wind I lifted her legs up and pulled
her butt close to the edge of the bed. I let her knees sag to either
side and noted that it opened things considerably. At least I could
see some pink. Knowing that she was completely oblivious about what I
was doing, I just let myself go and enjoyed my every impulse. I
pulled her lips this way and that. I buried one finger then two in
her hole. Boy, was it hot in there. It made me think of Mildred. All
the construction seemed to be the same except that Mom had a slightly
bigger clit and, of course, a bigger pussy hole. I now had four fingers
in it and it too was starting to get really wet. With a little
effort I was certain I could get my whole hand in it. The
slipperiness and nice smell of her crotch got my cock and mind going in a
different direction. I dropped my PJ pants to the floor and stood before
her splayed knees. Although I was only thirteen I had a large mans cock.
I knew this because the doctor had commented on it when I had my last
physical. He claimed it was at least twice the size it should be for a boy
my age. He casually mentioned that I was much more fortunate that my own
father had been.
I found that my Moms pussy was at just the perfect height. I rubbed my cock
head up and down the slit for lubrication. God, did that ever feel good. At
last I couldn't take it any more and buried myself. It was tight but OH!
The feeling when I hit bottom. I waited a full minute until the pending
explosion from my balls subsided. Then I started a slow stroke that allowed
me to keep going but stay just short of coming. This was my first time and
I both loved it and wanted to prolong it. Even better, I realized much later
that I had felt that there were no expectations put on me. Performance
was irrelevant since my partner wasn't really part of the act. I only had to
just enjoy myself. I finally noticed how long it was since I had snuck into
my Moms room. I knew I should be worn out by now but the pleasure just
washed over me in waves. I felt I could go on forever without ever having to
cum. At last, my legs grew weary but the pace I had set for myself meant that
I didn't have to cum unless I wanted to. Somehow it didn't seem right to cum
inside of my own mother, so I didn't.
I was extremely happy to have had this experience. I gently pulled my
cock out of Mom and arranged her night dress and legs so she wouldn't
know that anything had happened to her. I kindly turned off her bedside lamp
and tiptoed out the door. I was still as hard as a nail so I decided to check
on Mildred.
Mildred was facing out from the day bed and I wouldn't be able to get to her
rear end unless I wanted to drag her around a bit. That didn't seem like an
especially good idea because of her disease. So I just eased the huge head of
my still hard cock between her lips, squeezed the shaft a few times and shot
into her mouth. Now, I was completely happy and promptly went up to my room
for a good nights sleep.
I was still extremely happy the next day at tea time. I was happy with everyone
so I paid special attention to my appearance and behavior. I smiled and said
hello to both Mom and Mildred. They were still standing as they usually were
at the beginning of the tea ceremony. I slid into my usual comfortable chair
across from the two of them and set my tea cup and saucer down on the side
table. I suddenly noticed that there were several loose pills on the table top.
I casually looked around without appearing to do so. Bottles of pills
were seemingly everywhere. I was a little confused by the abundance of pills.
I hadn't even thought of stealing another but they were all over the place.
Well, maybe later when no one was around. Everyone seemed quite jolly and when
I asked Mildred about her illness, she smiled and said that she thought that
she was resting so well that she may not take so long to recover. I coughed a
little and said that that was wonderful. Mother piped right up and said that
she couldn't remember when she had had such a sound nights sleep. She said it
had totally energized her.
Deep down inside I noted with self-disgust that I didn't want Mildreds illness
to prematurely end. And, I definitely wanted to obtain a supply of those pills
that seemed to be laying everywhere.
END OF PART 1 OF 2
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Caution: Do not read this if you are a young boy or are likely to be
influenced by a story about one. Better yet, if you are underage in
the part of the world where you happen to be, leave now.
Caution 2: This intended to be a humorous story about a young boys
experiences. No part of it is true or ,I believe, even possible.
Don't even think about doing anything of what you read about here.
Caution 3: If you like heavy handed and explicit descriptions of sex
acts, you will not like this story. If you are still here, read on
and hopefully enjoy.
MY OLDER SISTER 2 (b/fF, inc, nc, con)
The following night I waited until 11:00 to venture out of my room. I
had been suppressing a hard-on all afternoon and evening. I had
realized belatedly that I hadn't even copped a feel of titty the two
times I had had the ultimate opportunity. I slipped into the parlor
and successfully navigated my way to Mildreds day bed. I spoke to her
rather loudly to make sure she was completely under the pills spell.
Heaven forbid if she should forget to take her medicine. Poor girl
wouldn't get well soon. That brought a smile to my lips. I lit a small side
lamp so I could get a better look at Mildred. She was laying on her back on
the far side of the day bed. I really wanted to look at her breasts. In
this Victorian era I was being forced to live in, women just didn't show
anything unless they were married. And from what I had heard, even the
husbands got to see very little in the light. Even the little adolescent
girls were clothed in full frocks and thick stockings. Absolutely disgusting.
Well, this was going to be my sex education time.
Mildreds night dress was very full fortunately so that I could raise
it completely up to her neck without disturbing the part she was
laying on. I did just that and was amazed at how beautiful my sister
really was. Long slim legs that flowed from trim ankles all the way
to slightly flaring hips. The night panties she was wearing were the
big-legged kind that were meant to be full-covering but comfortable for
sleeping. She wasn't wearing anything covering her breasts since
the outer garment hid those completely. Her smooth creamy skin flowed evenly
up to two wonderful breasts with pink nipples. Not too big and not too small.
Just perfect. I couldn't resist. I gently lay down along side of her and
covered her nipple with my mouth. I worked my tongue around the nipple to get
it wet and then settled in for a long suck. After a while I switched to the
other tit and enjoyed the same leisurely suck. It must have triggered
childhood memories because I really enjoyed it. While working on the second
titty I moved Mildreds hand so that I could use it to wrap my extremely hard
cock. Occasionally, I'd stroke her hand up and down a few times to remain
fully hard.
Even after a long enjoyable time sucking her breasts I was still into mouth
work. I couldn't seem to get enough. I looked at her face and decided that
I had never really looked at my sister before. She was stunningly beautiful
and I had never noticed. Perhaps it was the sex lust that was upon me and she
really looked like a toad. No! She was indeed pretty. I liked looking at her
so much I decided to practice something else in which I was totally deficient.
Kissing. Girls my age don't kiss very much. Of course my sister is not my
age or even close but I still felt like kissing her. Her mouth was slightly
slack as you would expect but it didn't deter me. I covered her mouth with
mine and explored her lips and teeth with my tongue. After totally
exploring her mouth I worked on her eyelids, her neck, the lobes of her ears
and into the ear channel itself. I really felt I was getting the hang of it.
I thought I was on a roll so I turned my gaze to her soft pantaloons.
Fortunately, the leg holes allowed access without removing them but I was now
greedy. I wanted it all. Throwing her fragile health to the wind, I gently
elevated her knees and spread them. God, she was wet and sweet smelling. I
knelt at her waist facing her feet and bent over for a closer look but didn't
even slow down until my face was in it. Heaven couldn't be better than this.
I licked and sucked for all I was worth. When I thought I had it clean it
would leak some more. I loved it! I attacked the clit which was standing
straight out again and again. After a vigorous assault it would quiver and
shrink only to pop back up as soon as I cleaned up the mess she made. It was
a game that I was having no luck winning but I didn't care. Finally, I was
whipped. I cleaned my face with my own PJ top and also cleaned Mildred
as best I could considering I couldn't get to her butt crack which must also
be wet.
In the back of my mind I had been hearing some strange noises in the room but
they never really registered enough to alert me. When I finally stood up I
noticed that they had stopped. I looked around but could see nothing amiss.
Strange but probably my imagination. On the way to the side light I again
noticed the number of pill bottles that were spotted around the room. Why
so many and why all over the room? I looked around and found the bottle that
would be least noticeable if it were lost. I went to it and slipped it into
my PJ pocket for safe keeping. I didn't realize until I reached the second
floor that I hadn't even cum. It occurred to me that Moms door was on the way
to my room but just stopped myself in time. Don't be too blase', Donny boy.
She didn't get the pill tonight.
I was almost asleep when I suddenly remembered something I had forgotten. I
immediately broke out in a cold sweat. The strange noises I had heard and
the fact that I had left Mildred in a different position than when mom had seen
her when she went to bed. I quickly got up and snuck down the stairs to the
parlor. The light that I was sure I had turned off when I left was still on.
Or worse, had been turned back on. I hid further down the hall from the parlor
and waited. Thank God I did or I would have run into my mother coming out.
The light went out and Mom quietly opened the door to return to bed. I trailed
Mom to make sure she wasn't headed for my room, then hurried into the parlor.
I turned on the side light and saw that Mildred had been returned to the
position in which I had originally found her. I quickly slid my hand up her
night dress and found that she had been thoroughly cleaned up of the mess I had
left her in. I got up to leave again and stopped dead in my tracks. All the
bottles of pills had been removed. Mom had to know and I wasn't looking
forward to tea tomorrow.
That night I barely slept. I was deeply concerned for my own safety not moral
considerations. Since they weren't really there mentally, what the hell
difference did it make. At least I had my vital interests at heart. Keep a
stiff upper lip and all that. I mulled over all my possible options and decided
on the best course of action.
Tea time again and I was going to put on my innocent face that was well scrubbed.
On time and nattily dressed for the occasion. "Hello Mother, Mildred. I do
hope you are both feeling better today. It's such a beautiful day." I looked at
them as if they were expected to agree. They were both looking at me with
bright eyes and an expectant look on their faces. Neither smile nor frown, just
waiting for a full-blown confession. Had mother told Mildred what I had been
doing to her? Of course, Mom wouldn't have any idea that I had done anything
to her personally. Incest with ones sister is bad enough but unthinkable with
ones mother. So at least my exposure was limited and my mother was the only
possible witness. So, that was my defense as I had worked it out last night and
today. 'I didn't do it. Where are the pictures of me doing it? Where are the
witnesses? My mother wants me in jail so she can steal the house from me so
therefore she's a non-creditable witness. Pretty good, heh?
No. I just sat there with my tea knowing their stares wouldn't be able to break
me down. After a while mom broke her silence with a statement. "Son, Mildred
and I are feeling a little uneasy about her being down here alone at night. We
have agreed to move her sleeping arrangements to my room. Therefore, until she
is well tea will be served in my room. I hope you will not find that too
inconvenient." Mom said with a rather stern face. I looked at both of them and
told them I concurred with their decision and furthermore that there were
criminal types around who would think nothing of breaking in and perhaps taking
advantage of dear Mildred if they knew that she was physically and mentally
incapacitated at night. Both of their mouths dropped open and they turned to
stare at each other. They recovered quickly and turned to stare back at me. I
felt I had added just the right mis-direction into the mix. That would give them
something to think about. I finished my tea and excused myself from their company.
After dinner I devised a way to handle the new situation. I snuck down to the
pantry at 8:00 knowing my mothers habit of always having a glass of warm milk
before going to bed at nine. I threw out all of the milk in the cooler picture
except for about one glass. Then I took one of the pills from the bottle I had
stolen and ground it up for the remaining milk.
Now, all I needed to do was wait. Mother arrived as usual and I even smiled at
her and asked if she'd like me to fix her milk for her. She said that she could
do it herself. So I just sat back on the kitchen stool and watched. It was
amazing when I thought about it. I was actually falling in love with my mother
and sister. And being in love meant I had to express that love in a sexual way.
After the last few days there was no way I was going to give up sex. I'd even
resort to tying them up if need be. Maybe mere threats of expropriating their
money would cow them. I was willing to do whatever would work. But for now
those wonderful pills were all I needed.
I went back to my room after watching Mother drink her glass of drugged milk and
waited for the witching hour. I had originally conceived of using the drug to
knock out Mother so I could have my way with Mildred. But now that they were
together, perhaps it would be better if I allowed Mildred to hang on to her
virginity. She may have a suitor someday and want to get married and have
children. I think I can work this thing out to my satisfaction.
By 11:00 I was more than ready for action. I snuck into Mothers room and
allowed my eyes to adjust to the single turned down gas night light. Tonight I
definitely wanted to see so I turned it up as high as it would go and now I
could see very well. Mother was in her bed laying on her back. About three feet
from Moms bed was the day bed that had been in the parlor. Mildred was laying
on her stomach with her legs splayed apart. Mother first; seniority does have
its privileges. I undid her night dress all the way to the top and removed her
sleeping panties. Then I lifted Mildreds night dress all the way to her neck
and removed her panties. They were both beautiful to look upon. I dropped my
PJs in a pile between them. I decided to enjoy my mothers breasts first. I
had all the time in the world. I spent 15 minutes just licking and sucking Moms
breasts and nipples. I even bit them a little being careful not to leave any
teeth marks. Her skin was almost as creamy and soft as Mildreds. Must be the
genes I had recently read about. I slid down and took another good look at her
hairy crotch. I was beginning to think these things leaked all the time. Her
crotch area was completely soaked. I hadn't tasted her before so I ran my
tongue down between her legs to see if she tasted as good as Mildred had last
night. MM! Maybe even better. I spread her legs as much as possible and dove
in. I missed nothing. I even spread her butt cheeks and plunged my pointed
tongue up her ass. Everything was thrilling. The softness of the anus gave
me a good idea for preserving Mildreds virginity. Finally, I just couldn't
wait any longer. I pulled Moms butt close to the edge of the bed as I had
originally done. I had enjoyed this position before because it isolated the
sensations to my crotch area. I knew if I laid down on top of my mother the
stimulation would cause be to come at once. I slowly entered her in one
continuous sensation-filled push. At the bottom I waited and then started the
slow strokes that would allow me to control the length of time I could fuck.
Tonight that was going to be a long time. As I stroked in and out I watched
the condition of her clit. It would expand and become hard but soon the action
and pressing of my body against her clit would reduce it to its old hidden self.
Then shortly as I continued my strokes, it would reappear and start to enlarge
again. Twice I withdrew and sucked on it until it gave up and went away. But
it always reappeared. When it disappeared one more time, I withdrew my cock
from her pussy and crawled up on the bed to enter her slack mouth. I worked
back and forth into her throat being careful not to choke her. I was careful
because I didn't want to come yet.
I finally withdrew and took the time to clean up and redress Mom. By this time
my hard on had subsided and I was ready for my sister. For some reason the
expression 'fuck your mother and your sister' had a nice ring to it. And that
was the plan. I stood looking at my sister and knew I was in love with her too.
Of course, I also loved my mother, in more ways than one. But my sister was
very special. I gently rolled her over to her front. I wanted to make real
love to her. I lay along side of her and kissed her mouth repeatedly. At the
same time I lightly moved my fingers and hands lightly over her beautiful body.
After I was satisfied with that I made love to her breasts and stomach and legs.
Everything in fact but her crotch. But her crotch was more than ready when I
arrived there. She leaked worse than my mother. I slid my finger into her
looking for her hymen. And fairly deep into her I found it intact. I estimated
the depth and wrapping my fist around my hard cock exposing only a safe length.
I placed my cock at the entrance to her beautiful pussy. With considerable
difficulty I was able to expand her opening to allow me in. I carefully stroked
in and out maintaining the safe depth. When I couldn't take it anymore I
withdrew. I rolled her over onto her stomach again and used some of the juice
still leaking from her pussy to lubricate her anus. I positioned myself and
slowly forced my way in. Because of her limp state is was easier than I had
thought it would be. I was laying full length on her body and the warmth and
wantonness of what I was doing got to me rather quickly. I came as I had never
come before. Spurt after spurt after spurt shot out of me. I fairly collapsed
on her for several minutes. Then I gathered my strength and withdrew from her
tight anus. I cleaned her up lovingly, redressed her and returned the light
to its original intensity and left. But not without saying aloud that I loved
them both.
The next morning I counted the number of pills that I had stolen from Mildreds
supply. I knew that they could get all they wanted from the doctor so I wasn't
worried on that score. After the first time I had them together in Moms room
the nightly visits settled down into a comforting pattern. Each evening I went
through the routine with moms milk. And each night except Sunday night I would
arrive about 11:00 pm to have my way with both of them. The one thing I didn't
do was break my sisters hymen. Of that I was proud, but not much else. Of
everything else I was just thankful. What an education I received. And what's
more I became a bloody expert at making love in the 60 days worth of pills that
remained. MY! MY! How those clits would expand and collapse in a regular
routine when I got going.
At the end of the pill supply I needed at least a three day rest. At about the
end of that time the doctor made one of his frequent visits but this time the
news was wonderful for Mildred and terrible for me. We were all in the parlor
when he arrived with the long-awaited test results. I was anticipating this
news. "I am pleased to tell you that you no longer have the disease," the
doctor informed Mildred smiling. Mildred and Mom both thanked the doctor. I
waited for the doctor to leave to see how they would react. I was beginning to
notice that they were not particularly happy with the news. "I guess you'll be
glad to get out of that wheelchair." I opined. Mildred just looked at me and
I watched a tear slide down her cheek. I quickly left the parlor to spend
another night alone.
Mom watched Donny leave the parlor. She silently looked over at her daughter
wondering whether they should verbally open this Pandora's Box. But, alas she
felt they must. "My dear daughter, as I'm sure you realize, Donny doesn't know
that we know about his night-time activities. I want your opinion about what
we should do".
Mildred was not surprised that the subject had come up finally. Both of them
had been anxious and irritable the last three days since the visits stopped.
She had been thinking about nothing else all day long.
"Mother, I am ashamed to say that every thing that he has done to me I
have enjoyed. I realize how disgusting that may sound. Fortunately, for some
reason I haven't been able to figure out he has spared my virginity so that
I'll be able to pass myself off as an innocent woman. Unfortunately, he has
made me as depraved as he is. How can I be assured that I'll be able to find
a husband with the same-sized equipment and zest for debauchery. I am only
sorry that he forced his attentions on you. It would have been better if he
had completely ruined only me rather than committing the terrible crime of
ravaging my mother".
"No, my dear. But, It would have been better if you had not known how good
sex can be when you married. The chances are that you will now be disappointed.
I would have hoped he had only ruined and embarrassed me. As it is, I have been
re-introduced to the savage attacks of the male beast. With your father it was a
once-a-month ordeal. I never was able to reach a climax as he only lasted 5 or 6
strokes. Just enough to cause pregnancy. Now, I have found out what real
sex is with a man/boy/son who has at least twice the equipment that your father had.
The horrible part is that I've had multiple climaxes every time he has touched me.
I don't know how I'll do without it now that you are well and he doesn't have access
to the pills. You must realize that I left them out for him after his first attack on me.
My real crime is that I set myself up to continue being the victim of his assaults.
I love my son now in a more carnal way. God, help me".
"I see only limited choices, Mother. We can testify against him and have him
committed to jail. In that case our good family name will be ruined and
we would forever lose that which we both apparently appreciate and need
so much. Or, we can confront him with the evidence of his depravity and threaten
imprisonment. Once he's told that we've always been fully awake during his
attacks we'll be able to force him to do anything we wish. Anything, Mother,
anything. Think about it, it may be the most practical solution for all of us.
Otherwise, we'll both have to get married soon and just take our chances." Mildred
and her mother looked at each other and slowly shook their heads.
* * * * * * *
It has been a year now since Mildred was cured. I still can't believe
how stunned and embarrassed I was when I found out about the pills actual effects.
I found it was a little more difficult to make love to my mother and sister
the first time when they were actually looking at me. Once the first time was
over though and I found they really did love me, the embarrassment went away
forever.
END OF PART 2 OF 2
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