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ETIENNE:  DREAMING OF THINGS TO COME

Part I, Chapter One

Lorne Williams studied the activity around him with care, noting the security
people for the visiting VIPS' were obvious.  As general manager of one of the
largest research centers in the country, Lorne was used to VIPS' coming and
going.  Still, today was different.

His boss, Geoff Levin, MD, Ph.D., was bringing Carlton Pharmaceuticals' board of
directors in to show off their multi-billion-dollar investment.  Shaking his
head at the type of ass-kissing Dr. Levin was apparently doing, Lorne stepped
back into his office which overlooked the reception area on one side and the
area known as Lab One.  He studied his handsome face in the in full length
mirror behind the door as he closed it and noticed a new gray hair nestled among
the waves of black.

At 40 years old, he was not only the youngest man in his position, he was the
only Black in Carlton's upper management.  As he contemplated the reason for the
errant hair, the phone rang.  Crossing to his desk, he picked up the handset,
surprised to hear the voice of his 16-year-old daughter, Etienne.

"Eti, what's going on?" he asked.  "Is everything okay?"

"Oh, yes," she answered.  "I just wanted you to know I'm home from school and to
ask you about dinner."

Lorne could picture his little girl, all smiles and becoming quite a pretty
young lady.  Ever since his wife, Eleanor, died, his work and Etienne was all
that mattered to him.

"Sure, honey," he finally said.  "At home or would you like to have a date with
a tired, old doctor?"

She giggled, but said, "Tired, huh?  Then dinner at home will be fine.  I'll
start on the salad and I'll see you later."

He smiled at the thought of Eti bustling around the kitchen.  Since they did not
require his presence at the meeting taking place in Lab One, he buzzed his
secretary and told her he was leaving for the day.  He also let her know if
Levin needed him, they could reach him at home.

The ride home was quicker than usual and, before long, he was turning onto the
main drive of Cascade Falls, a quiet upper-middle class housing development.  He
remembered the day the house was completed and the joy on Ellie's face when he
finally showed it to her.  Keeping the house a secret was difficult while they
were building it, but somehow he managed to hide the construction costs from the
household budget program.

Closing the garage door behind him, Lorne entered the house and looked around, a
feeling of pride swelling inside him.  He remembered his poor roots and marveled
from time to time how hard work could pay off.

Turning into the kitchen, he saw Etienne hard at work slicing tomatoes for the
salad and humming a tune he couldn't recognize.  He could smell steaks broiling
and he was slightly embarrassed when his stomach growled, a reminder that he had
missed lunch due to the project startup procedure.

At 16, Etienne had large, firm breasts and her mother's full lips.  Her wide
hazel-brown eyes stood out against her light brown skin, framed by her long, jet
black hair.  How much she resembles her mother, he thought as he cleared his
throat.  Etienne turned at the sound and when she saw her father, the smile
spread quickly across her face.

"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, so you have time to get cleaned up
before we eat."

Hmm.  Bossy, too - just like her mother.


Part I, Chapter Two

All during dinner, he couldn't seem to keep his eyes off Etienne, surprised to
feel his cock beginning to grow hard.  It served to remind him he didn't really
have time for sex since Ellie died - between his job and raising Etienne, where
could time be found?  More, he realized his erection was growing larger the more
he looked at Eti.  Her voice brought him back to the present.

". . .and I got an A on my science test."  Her voice trailed off as she noticed
the odd look on her father's face.  "Dad?  What's wrong?"

Without saying anything, Lorne stood suddenly, forgetting his now raging hard
on. 
Etienne's eyes grew large at the sight of the huge bulge in her father's pants,
her
young pussy instantly getting hot and wet.

A friend at school, Cindy Harrison, had once bragged her father spent a lot of
time between
her legs.  Of course, Eti didn't believe her one bit.  One night during a
slumber party,
however, she had gotten up to go to the bathroom and, on the way there, she
heard
the sounds of someone moaning softly.

Following the sounds to the den, she noticed the door was opened slightly and
peeked
in - and saw Cindy being fucked with gusto by her father.  Eti was both shocked
and
fascinated by the scene before her.  Cindy's face was twisted with the effort of
containing her father's ramming cock inside her young, tight pussy.  Having
never seen
a man's penis before, the sight of it awed her plunging in and out of Cindy with
deep,
swift strokes lifting her off the edge of the desk.

Flushed with excitement, Eti slowly backed away from the lurid scene, very much
aware of an ache which suddenly appeared between her own legs.  She hurried off
to the
bathroom and back to her sleeping bag and, after a while, she was fast asleep. 
Nevertheless, her dreams were of large, hard dicks.

Her mind snapped back to the present.  Her father was saying, ". . . so, I'll
just go to
bed.  Don't forget your homework and remember to put the dishes away."

Etienne just nodded and watched her father walk away, the residue of emotions
still
fresh in her mind.  She completed her after-dinner chores mechanically and soon
found
herself at her desk, trying to focus on her notes for the upcoming algebra test.
She
found her concentration wasn't complete, the algebraic symbols momentarily
losing
their meaning.

Eti was frustrated and she was very much aware of the source of the frustration.

Sighing, she crossed the room to her bed, stretched out and let her thoughts
take
control.

Eti's mind opened to the scene of her father getting up from the table, the
bulge in his
pants clearly defined.  Just the thought of the sight set her blood on fire.  No
matter
how hard she tried to clear her mind, the picture hovered there.

It bothered her to the point where, even wrapped in the comfort of her bed, she
couldn't get comfortable.  Her hand slipped under her shirt and she absently
toyed with
a nipple.  With her other hand, she undid her jeans, her fingers entwining the
lush
forest of hair.  She often felt embarrassed at the crop of dark, curly hair
framing her
mound.  She let her finger slide further down and she began to rub her clit,
another
prominent feature she often wished she didn't have - but it didn't matter right
now.

She continued to massage her now-erect nipples with one hand, the other rubbing
her
clit with greater urgency, her pleasure increasing.  Etienne stopped long enough
to
wriggle out of her restricting jeans, letting her spread her long legs wider.

The improved access to her wetness was just what the doctor ordered, as she left
her
nipples to spread herself wider, slipping two fingers inside.  She imagined the
huge
imprint in her father's pants was inside her instead of her fingers, a thought
which
increased the heat inside her.

Mouth open, eyes slightly closed, Etienne worked her young pussy feverishly as
her
climax built.  She saw in her mind her father's ass rising and falling
rhythmically as he
fucked her until, finally, she exploded.  She gasped as the sensation hit her
hard,
causing her to tremble with the release.

Etienne found this was what she needed, as she curled up feeling warm and, at
least,
momentarily sated, she drifted off.

*   *   *

Lorne stepped back, closing the door just as quietly as he had opened it.  He
had gone
to Eti's room to apologize for not being very social at dinner.  As he was about
to knock
on the door, Lorne heard the sounds of Eti's labored breathing and wondered if
she was
crying because of his rude behavior.

Turning the knob gently, he looked in and saw his daughter fingering herself,
lost in
her own pleasure. The sight of his little girl's fingers sliding effortlessly in
and out of
her love nest cause an immediate erection.  Butterflies appeared in his stomach
and
his knees felt weak as he wondered what she was imagining.  His own thoughts
were
running rampant as he watched her, noticing how large her clit was as she rubbed
it
furiously, reminding him again how much Etienne reminded him of her mother.

Lorne watched as Eti climaxed, her young body trembling with such energy, her
breasts shaking with each wave rushing through her.  As she was curling up, he
silently closed the door and stood there, shaking.  He went back to his own
bedroom,
his thoughts wild and what he just witnessed.  Realizing his own need for
release, he
quickly undressed, his cock springing free from restraint.

His hand found his erection instantly and began the slow massaging action to
which
he'd become used to.  Eti, naked and open, flashed in his mind as he stroked his
cock,
wondering what it would be like to take her like the woman she was quickly
becoming. 
The thought shamed him and inflamed his passion that much more as his strokes
were
getting longer and faster.

Lorne threw his head back and let out a long moan as he felt the beginnings of
his own
orgasm.  With the picture of Eti's clit in his mind, he came, the long white
spurts
crossing the room and landing quietly on the carpeting.  He continued to stroke
his
spasming manhood, thinking it's been too long, much too long.

Lorne walked to his bathroom to get a towel and began cleaning up.  He felt the
heat
of shame intermixed with the flush of release on his face as he knelt to remove
the
now-cooling sperm from the rug.  He started the shower, feeling the sudden need
to
be clean.

The water stung him but relaxed him as its heat penetrated his tense muscles. 
Reaching for the soap, he reflected on his feelings about Etienne.  Surprised he
was
even capable of thinking about Eti in sexual terms; the taboos of his youth
instantly
took their place in his mind, screaming their warning of wrongness.

However wrong, Lorne couldn't deny his thoughts were somewhat exciting.  Hell,
who
was he fooling?  Just the thought of sliding his cock into his "little girl" was
such a rush
he felt both excited and ashamed simultaneously.  He was becoming confused, his
thoughts warring with his feelings.  He remembered how embarrassed he felt
whenever Ellie asked him to change Eti as a baby.  Obviously, he'd seen more
than his
share of pussy, but this was somehow different.  He would complete the task,
always
coming away from it a little shaken and never really knowing why.

Turning off the shower, he began the task of drying himself while trying to
clear the
jumble of thoughts in his head.  Lorne knew he should focus on his work; he was
sure
after today's presentation, the secret project in Lab One would require some
reworking,
especially after Levin got through fucking up things.

Shaking his head at the workload he was sure to face in the morning, he killed
the
lights and left the bathroom - and found Eti standing in the bedroom doorway.

Mouth open, Lorne was surprised because it wasn't like Eti to just come into his
room
without announcing herself first.  In fact, he was so shocked at seeing her
there, he
completely forgot the fact he hadn't covered himself!  Wrapping the towel around
himself and regaining some measure of composure, he crossed to his dressing
table
and began combing his damp hair.

"So," he began.  "What brings you here at this late hour?"

"I think we need to talk about something," she answered.

"Okay.  Sit and tell me what's on your mind, Peaches."

Etienne grinned at the use of her nickname.  He only called her that when he
wanted
to lighten what may be a serious conversation.

Without preambles, Eti said, "You were watching me, weren't you?"

Lorne flinched; he didn't think she had heard the door close.

"Uh, well, not really," he finally answered.  "I came to apologize and when you
didn't
answer my knock, I thought something may have been wrong."

"So you stuck your head in?" she asked.

Lorne nodded, clearly embarrassed.

"I didn't hear you knock, but I thought I heard the door close."

"Well, I thought I had been quiet about it."

They sat silently for a few moments.  Eti had her fears confirmed and Lorne,
well, he
felt like Peeping Tom.  Eti then made the biggest decision of her young life.
Clearing
her throat, she said, "I guess, then, my watching you evened up the score."  She
waited for the shit to hit the proverbial fan.

Lorne closed his eyes, a silent "oh, shit" escaping his lips - and his face felt
incredibly
hot.  "You saw that, huh?"

Eti nodded and sat back to wait for the angry outburst.

Lorne just sat there, looking for all the worlds like a condemned man.  He
couldn't
think straight and he really needed to think clearly to deal with this
situation.  His
daughter, however, was a little short on patience; she wanted to get this over
with as
quickly as possible.  She was wondering what sort of punishment he'd give her
when
he said, "So. How do we deal with this?"

Not being exactly what she expected to hear, Eti blinked, not knowing how to
answer. 
Her mind was racing; she knew how she'd like to deal with it.  The sight of her
father
standing in the middle of the room, stroking his large, hard dick was still
fresh in her
mind.  It was everything she dreamed it could be and, oh, how she wanted it.

Upon realizing she had heard the door close, Eti sat immediately, knowing it
could have
only been one person there.  "He saw you," her mind screamed, and she was
scared. 
"Still," her mind whispered, "isn't it what you wanted all along?"

Eti tried to shake the whispers out of her head, all the time knowing it was the
truth. 
She had decided to go to him and tell him.  When she got to his room, she
noticed the
door was ajar, so she peeked in.  Just in time to see her father furiously
jerking his
cock, his hand a blur.

Eti stood transfixed in the doorway as Lorne continued the rapid movement.
Suddenly,
she saw him stiffen, his hand now moving as if he'd lost all rhythm and stifled
a gasp
when she saw the first long spurt of semen exploding from the swollen head of
his
dick.  Spurt after spurt shot from his heaving manhood as she heard her father
gasp. 
Even from where she was standing, she could hear his load as it hit the carpeted
floor.

As Lorne moved to the bathroom, Eti realized she had actually stepped into the
room. 
Fear glued her where she stood as he came out of the bathroom with a towel.  Eti
knew
had he just knelt where he stood, she would be caught.  However, Lorne turned
his
back to the doorway, cleaned up his spent seed, and returned to the bathroom.

When Eti heard the shower running, she moved to escape - and found she couldn't,
for
some reason.  Her knees were weak and shaking as she grabbed the door's edge for
support.  She had no idea how long she stood there with her mind swimming but,
as
she regained her composure, her father had stepped back into the bedroom proper.

"Shit," she thought.  "I never heard the water stop!"  She was caught, like an
insect
in amber.  Etienne snapped back to the here and now, noticing her father's
concerned
look.

"Is there something wrong, Peaches?" he asked.  "I asked you a question and you
were
a million miles away."

"I'm okay." She responded.  Eti was aware of a whole squadron of butterflies who
suddenly appeared in her stomach.

"Well?" asked her father, his concern deepening.

"Now is our chance!" her mind whispered.  "It's now or never!"

Clearing her throat, she said "What I want to do about this is, um..."

"Go ahead, say it!"  The voice continued to tease her.

"I want to fuck you!" she blurted out finally.  One part of her mind was totally
shocked
at her outburst while the part of her, the one consumed with lust for this man,
was
very much pleased.

Lorne, too, was of two minds, one part stunned at his daughter's words, one part
thinking that it wouldn't be a bad idea.  Where was the moisture in his mouth?
His
mouth was so dry!  He blinked, as if it would instantly solve the problem.

"Uh, Eti," he began.  "Do you know what you're saying?"  Inwardly, he hoped she
did. 
Under his towel, he could feel his cock beginning to stir in anticipation.

Eti, for her part, was doing some thinking of her own.  Gathering her resolve,
she
moved toward the bed where her father was sitting.  "That's it!  Go get it.  You
know
you want it and so does he!"

She approached her father, her fear slipping away at every step.  She stood
before him
and looked into his eyes and saw his want and his morality clashing inside him. 
Etienne made up her mind, knowing somehow she couldn't walk away now.


Part I, Chapter Three

In the mysterious way only women seem to know about, Etienne pulled the
oversized
T-shirt she had been wearing over her head in one continuous motion, revealing
her
young body.  Her large breasts were considered a curse for her - but now she was
hoping her father would like them.

"Yes, I know exactly what I am saying." She finally answered him.

Lorne was frozen in place at the sight of his little girl's well-developed body.
He drank
in her large breasts in a glance, his eyes moving down to her flat belly and
stopping
at the tufts of dark hair covering her mound.  He could even see the head of her
unusually large clit, thinking her mother's hadn't been so pronounced.

"This is . . .  Peaches, this is wrong," he croaked.

Eti remained silent as she stepped closer to Lorne.  Now mere inches away, she
reached down and, in one deft movement, stripped him of his towel, exposing his
now
raging erection.  She marveled at how large and thick it looked close up.  She
watched
it throb with every beat of his racing heart.

Lorne tried to stand but Etienne was standing too close to him.  His eyes
frantically
searched for the swiped towel, hoping to covering his embarrassment, but it was
on
the other side of the room.

"No, Peaches; we can't . . ." his protest sounding weak in his ears.

"We can, dear father.  And we will."  With those words, Etienne knelt before him
until
his cock was in her face.  She reached up and tried to encircle it with her
hand, but it
was too large for her small hand.

Lorne struggled to free himself as he watched her head dip to capture the head
of his
cock in her mouth.

"Yes, oh, yes!", the voice in her head screamed as she covered the plum-shaped
cockhead, her tongue fluttering across the slitted opening.  She had always
dreamed
of doing this, often practicing with lollipops and bananas in her room.  Ah, but
this was
the real thing, not a piece of candy or fruit. 

Growing bolder, she let her mouth slide further down his shaft slowly.  She
gagged
slightly as the head of his massive cock reached the back of her throat.
Backing off,
the feeling quickly disappeared.

Lorne could only watch with a mixture of horror and pleasure, as his baby, his
little
darling, began to suck him, her head bobbing gently.  He could tell this was new
for
her, but he didn't care.  This was so very wrong and felt so very good!

Lorne's excitement rushed through him as her inexperienced mouth worked on him. 
She looked up at him and the sight of his hard blackness penetrating her mouth
was
too much for him.  He was coming and he tried to move her head.

Eti could feel the tremors in his cock.  As she looked up at him, the tremors
got
stronger and she could feel his hand trying to move her off her captured prize.
"He's
going to come," the voice in her head said.  She held her position despite his
efforts
to steal her treat from her.

Lorne struggled against his daughter.  He couldn't believe that he couldn't free
himself
until, finally, Lorne realized he didn't want to be freed.  He relaxed a little
and a moan
of pleasure escaped his lips.  His hips began to fuck her hot, moist mouth with
short,
gentle strokes.

Eti's mouth strained to hold his thrusting meat.  Her jaws were beginning to
ache, but
she was determined to have this.  With both hand around his thick shaft, she
slid them
up the shaft, feeling the bunched skin against her widely spread lips.

Lorne was bucking out of control, his legs moving as if they had a mind of their
own,
his head violently moving back and forth as Eti sucked and jerked his dick.  He
stiffened as he started coming, the intensity almost causing him to pass out.

"Oh, yes!" he breathed as his balls emptied their load into her mouth.

Eti wasn't prepared for the copious volume of liquid lust pouring from the slit
of his
cock.  When her father's body went stiff, she instinctively moved her mouth back
to
cover only the bulbous head of his cock.  She could feel each spurt on her
tongue, hot
and salty.  He was coming so much it started leaking through the seal of her
lips,
trailing down her chin and neck.

As he softened, Etienne lifted her head, licking his seed from her lips and
looked at her
father, now sprawled across the bed, trembling as if he were cold.  Climbing on
the bed
next to him, she could see the beads of perspiration on his forehead and upper
lip.  His
eyes opened and, after a few seconds, they focused on her.

She smiled at him, feeling good and very wicked.  Lorne blinked several times,
clearing
his vision until he could only see one Eti instead of two.

He started to speak, but Eti silenced him with a kiss, her tongue snaking
between his
lips in an instant.  His mouth softened beneath hers as he returned the kiss,
tentatively at first, but with increasing desire.  Lorne could taste his sperm
on her lips
as their tongues battled against each other.

The depth of her own passion was quickly overcoming Eti as her father rolled her
over
onto her back, their lips still locked tightly together.

Lorne was in command now, and he planned on taking full advantage of it.
Breaking
the kiss, he ran his tongue down the side of her face to the spot behind her
ear,
stopping along the way to nibble at her earlobe.  Eti's arms wrapped around his
neck
as he nuzzled her neck, licking and sucking her sweet flesh gently.  He was
mumbling
incoherently as he worked his way to her breasts, so full and soft.

Capturing a nipple between his lips, he sucked at it while his fingers sought
and found
her incredibly large clit.  He grabbed it between two fingers and began to jerk
her clit,
surprised at how much it felt like a cock.

Her hips rose to meet his probing fingers, waves of ecstasy flowing over her as
he
sucked each of her nipples in turn, his tongue tracing crazy patterns over them.

Lorne was growing impatient; he had to taste her!  With some reluctance, he
abandoned her more than ample breasts.  Spreading her legs, he opened his
beautiful
flower, exposing her wetness.  He could easily see her young cunt lips were
spread
slightly and her clit, so large and full, easily stuck out a good inch or two
from her juicy
lips.

Eti could feel her father's breath on her pussy as drew closer.  Her eyes closed
and she
tried to relax as much as she could.  His tongue touched her clit and it was if
something electrical had landed there.

With a near savage grunt, Lorne dove into his daughter's cunt, licking and
sucking her
young pussy like a starving man.  He barely noticed that Eti had spread her legs
wider,
giving him more access to her blossoming womanhood.  He sucked her clit,
thinking
this is what it must feel like to suck a cock, as his tongue raced around the
head of her
clit, feeling it grow harder between his lips.

Lorne ran his tongue into her virgin cunt, sliding between the gaping flesh.  He
probed
deep into her, tasting the clean fresh taste of her sex.

Eti thrashed uncontrollably on the bed as her father ate her.  Her hand reached
out
and found his cock, now hard again, and moved herself so that she could suck
him. 
Feeling her mouth on him again filled Lorne with more energy and he doubled his
efforts, sucking her clit furiously as she fucked his face.

The new lovers ate each other like this for some time, each savoring the new but
wrong feelings of what they were doing.

Etienne experienced an orgasm so intense that she felt as if she couldn't
breathe.  She
released his straining cock from her mouth as she thrust her hips against his
face,
riding out her orgasm.

Lorne was surprised as Eti came, a hot rush of liquid so strong and so
unexpected it
got up his nose, stopping his breathing and stinging his nostrils.  Despite
this, he
continued to suck her clit, feeling it quivering in his mouth.

He moved quickly to position himself between her open legs.  What he wanted to
do
was to rush in strongly; however, Etienne was still a virgin, so he had to be
careful not
to rip her open.

Sensing his hesitation, Eti looked up at him, her eyes wild with lust.  "DO IT!"
she
screamed.  "DO IT NOW!"

The harshness of her words shook him and, without a further thought, plunged
into his
daughter's unproven flesh.  He felt his cock spread her wide and deep, until he
pressed
against her maidenhead.  Without hesitation, he thrust forward savagely, passing
through her cherry easily until he was deep inside her.

Eti grunted with the force of his entry, the sharp pain blazing through her as
she lost
her cherry.  The pain was intense, but subsided as quickly as it had appeared.
She felt
her father's hand cradle her ass, lifting her slightly as the last couple of
inches of hard
maleness slid into her.  She felt stuffed, never imagining that it could feel
this good.

Lorne fucked slowly at first, giving his Peaches time to adjust.  He looked into
her eyes
and, as they met, he knew that this was what he'd always wanted.

"You okay?" he asked.

Eti smiled back at him and nodded, her deepest desire becoming a reality.

He returned her nod and began to fuck her with gusto.  All he wanted to do was
to
please her as he drove his hardness into her.  Lorne looked down and could see
his
thickness as it withdrew, covered with her juices and, to his shock, a little
blood.  His
stroke faltered, guilt plainly written across his face.

"Don't worry, Dad," she said, reading his expression.  "I'm fine.  Just fuck me,
please!"

Shaking his head, he resumed his movement inside her, his own passion now
growing
with leaps and bounds.  Gone were any feelings of guilt; all he knew was Eti
felt good
under him.

Eti wrapped her legs around her father as best she could, holding on to him
tightly as
he fucked her, her breasts shaking everywhere with the force of his thrusts
inside her. 
He filled her totally and completely, to the point where it was both painful and
pleasurable.

Their grunts and groans of pleasure filled the room, their sweat mingling with
the other
juices as Lorne rode his little girl hard.  His lips found hers and they shared
a deep
kiss, tongue flitting here and there.  The sounds of breathing were heavy in
each
other's ears as they continued to kiss.

Eti whispered in her father's ear, "Fuck me, Daddy.  Fuck your little girl!"

Lorne really didn't need encouragement, but he aimed to please her.  Taking a
deep
breath, he cut loose on her, his hips moving swiftly, their bodies impacting at
their
junction of love.

His strokes quickened and Eti could feel his cock swell inside her, stretching
her
beyond her limits while feeling the first spurt of his sperm splash her insides.
It was
so hot it triggered her own release.

A growl started in Lorne's throat as he pumped his seed into her, his hips
losing their
once steady rhythm.  Eti could feel his excess escape her stretched cunt,
dribbling
down the crack of her ass.

"Yes, dammit, yes!" she shouted as she felt the last spurt come from his cock.

Lorne was growing soft inside her.  Spent and sated, he leaned forward to kiss
her
hungrily.  "I love you, Peaches," he said, feeling very warm and rather fuzzy.

"I love you, too, Daddy." She answered sleepily.  "Thank you."

Exhausted and pleased, the new lovers slept.


Part I, Chapter Four

Lorne was dreaming.  He was holding his dear Ellie in his arms, feeling warm and
content knowing she was there with him.  He smiled as he felt Ellie snuggle up
to him,
feeling her warm breath against his shoulder.  Lorne turned his head and opened
his
eyes - and looked into Etienne's sleeping face!

Coming fully awake, Lorne slowly disengaged himself from the sleeping form next
to
him and got out of the bed.  It took him a few moments to remember why Eti was
here
and, when he did finally remember, a wave of anguish flowed over him.

"You did it, you really did it, didn't you," a little voice in his head asked.

He trembled at the thought of what had happened here last night.  He took a few
steps
backwards, as if trying to remove himself from the scene of the crime.  His
thoughts
were now chaotic, the implications clear in his mind as he realized he'd done
the
unthinkable, committed the ultimate sin.

As he backed up, he bumped into the chair next to his dressing table, knocking
it over. 
It thumped to the floor, the sound partially muffled by the thick carpeting.  It
was
enough to awaken Etienne.

Eti sat up slowly and stretched, her movements almost catlike in nature.  She
rubbed
the sleep from her eyes and looked around the room.  When she spotted Lorne, a
smile
spread across her face.  However, Eti's smile quickly disappeared when she saw
the
frightened look on his face, feeling his fear as clearly as if it were her own.

Failing to stand the chair upright, Lorne sat on the floor, feeling sick of mind
and body. 
He saw Eti looking at him, concern etched on her face.  Swallowing hard, he
finally
spoke.

"Morning, Peaches," he began.  "Sorry about the noise."

"Forget that," Eti answered.  "What's wrong with you?"

"Me?  Nothing.  What makes you think there's something wrong?" he lied.

Eti, to her credit, saw right through his deception.

"You look like you saw the proverbial ghost," she observed.  "Don't tell me
you're
feeling bad about last night.  Please don't tell me that."

The guilty look on his face told her this was exactly what he was feeling.
Climbing out
of the bed, she went to him.

Lorne had to notice how her breasts bounced with each step she took, her lithe
muscles rippling slightly.  She sat next to him and he moved away from her
without
thinking about it, his fear increasing.  Eti reached for him, causing him to
flinch. 
Frowning, she grabbed his arm and, somehow, managed to pull him to her.

Lorne refused to meet her eyes, his shame blanketing him like a shroud.  Etienne
took
his face in both hands and forced his head around.

"Look at me!" she demanded, gripping his face tighter when he tried to turn
away. 
"Look at me, damn you!"

Slowly, he turned his head at the force of her words.  He could see the anger
flashing
in her eyes, but made himself look at his flesh and blood.

"You think you defiled me, don't you?"

He nodded.

"Well, you didn't.  You did what we both wanted."

Part of Lorne's mind had to admit that he had wanted her.

Eti continued.  "I've always wondered what it was like to be with you, always
wondered
why Mother was always so happy with you.  Now, I finally know."

The mention of her mother ran through him like an electric shock.  It never
occurred
to him Eti may have overheard their lovemaking sessions.  He sat up straighter,
his
resolve returning.  "So, you were listening in on us, were you?"

Seeing he had come back from whatever Hell he had sent himself, Eti smiled.
"Well,
it wasn't like you two were the most quiet of people," she retorted playfully.

Lorne smiled despite himself, remembering Ellie's passionate moans.  "Yeah,
keeping
quiet wasn't one of our main concerns.  Peaches . . . ," he began.

Eti cut him off.  "There's no need to apologize.  I wanted it just as much as
you did. 
Now, come here."  Eti reached down and found his manhood and began to bring it
to
full arousal.  Lorne relaxed as his daughter stroked him.  Turning his head
slightly, he
sucked at the closest nipple to him, feeling it grow instantly erect between his
lips.

At his touch, a moan slipped from her and she increased her hand movements,
alternating her grip, giving Lorne new sensations.  Freeing her nipple from his
hungry
mouth, she went to work on his stiff member, engulfing the now enormous head.

He sighed, and lay back to enjoy the attention Eti was paying to him.  With her
newfound skills, she sucked him with confidence, relishing the feel and taste of
him. 
Feeling a little left out, he slid down and positioned her over his mouth and
lowered her
to his lips, feeling her swelling clit enter his mouth.  Eti moaned around his
shaft, the
vibrations sending a curious feeling through him.

Their bodies slick with the sweat of their efforts, father and daughter enjoyed
each
other, both lost in the indescribable pleasure.  Their love was taboo, but
neither really
cared, for this moment was theirs, for now and forever.


Part I, Chapter Five

Lorne was ecstatic, his pleasure beyond words.  He could feel Eti's pending
orgasm as
she moved against his eager tongue and lips, grinding her large clit against his
chin
while his masterful tongue plunged in and out of her, lapping up her musky
juices.

As her father ate her, Eti tried to swallow more of his burgeoning tool, but
found that,
for now, she couldn't quite manage it.  So, working as best she could, she
increased
her efforts, licking up and down the shaft of the large, veined monster in her
hands. 
Her tongue moved back to the mushroom-shaped head, lapping up the large dewdrop
that had appeared there.  It was like nectar to her. 

All she ever really wanted.

Sitting up, Etienne screwed her overheated flesh into her father's mouth, using
his
massive erection to balance herself.  She could feel her clit, hard and
throbbing, sliding
quickly between his lips, teasing his tongue with fleeting touches.

This was quickly becoming too much for her; Lorne could feel her miniature cock
stiffen
then jerk spasmodically as she came, her hot fluids literally flowing from her,
drowning
him.  Above him, Eti shrieked as the waves of pleasure swept over her
repeatedly,
each jolt causing her to shake violently.

Suddenly weak from the intensity of cumming, Eti rolled off Lorne's soaked face,
shivering as if cold.  Before she could recover, her father rolled her over onto
her
stomach and, raising her ass, entered her in one swift, deft movement.  Eti
nearly
passed out from being filled with so much so fast.

Lorne wasn't really concerned; all he could concentrate on was the joyous
feeling of
Eti's pussy stretched around his thickness.  "So hot, so wet," his lust-crazed
brain said
to him.  He fucked his darling Peaches with long, fast strokes, pulling all the
way out
until only the thick head remained inside her.  He grunted with pleasure as he
plunged
deeply into her, the force of his reentry shoving her forward on the floor.

Etienne was drunk with pleasure, feeling her father moving inside her.  The pain
wasn't
as bad as last night and, it seemed she was actually getting used to his
gigantic love
muscle.  She could hear her father groan as he fucked her, delighted he was
enjoying
her so much.

Lorne reached around and under Eti until he could finger her clit, rubbing it in
time
with his strokes.  Eti responded by shoving her ass back against him harder, the
duality of sensations bringing her closer.  Lorne quickened his pace, his own
need for
release growing more intense.

Releasing her clit, Lorne grabbed her ass with both hands, spreading her
further.  He
looked down and watched as he buried himself deeply into her, her lips spread
wide. 
With one movement of his hips, he watched as the last inch or two disappeared
inside
her and he felt his cockhead bump into the opening of her womb.

Eti gasped as he hit the bottom of her.  She could have never imagined feeling
so full;
it was if he had somehow bypassed the confining walls of her cunt and had
entered her
stomach.

Being this deep triggered her released and she cried out before she even
realized it,
her young cunt clutching his invading tool tightly.  Lorne, upon feeling himself
squeezed so tightly, felt his cock swell inside her, and held on for dear life
as he
emptied himself into her in great heaves.  He shook uncontrollably as he
continued to
come, his eyes rolling back into his head.  His mouth, although open, issued a
silent
scream of pleasure as she bucked under him.

Spent, he fell on top of her as she collapsed under both his weight and the
intensity
of her own release.  Mindful of the difference in their weights, Lorne somehow
managed to prop himself up on his elbows, while the last precious drops of his
seed
emptied into her.

Unable to maintain his position, Lorne skillfully rolled off Etienne and lay
beside her
panting and smiling.  "What a way to start my day," she finally said.

Lorne could only smile and nod in agreement, wistfully hoping the day could
continue
like this but knowing that he'd better be getting on his way to the lab and Eti
off to
school.

Sitting up, he playfully slapped her bottom, noticing the way it jiggled for a
few
seconds.  "Okay," he said.  "It's off to the lab for me and school for you, so
let's hit it."

Eti groaned in fake displeasure, but moved to comply with his wishes.  "Oh,
okay," she
complained.  "I'm going.  Will you drop me off at school?"

As he moved off to shower, Lorne said, "Of course I will, Peaches.  I'll be
ready in a few
minutes, so you'd better hurry."

After showering and dressing, Lorne dropped Eti off at school.  Giving her a
peck on
the cheek, he drove off, heading for his office, whistling happily.


Part I, Chapter Six

Lorne was in great spirits when he arrived at Carlton Pharmaceuticals.  He
strolled past
the receptionist and noticed, for the first time, how lovely she was.  The woman
was
surprised when Lorne spoke to her, her eyes momentarily going wide.

"Good morning, Dr. Williams," she said after recovering.  "Dr. Levin wants to
see you
in Lab One when possible."  She handed him the written note left by Geoff.

"Okay, fine." He said after confirming the verbal message.  "Call Dr. Levin and
tell him
I'll be there just as soon as I hang up my coat."

She nodded and he headed off in the direction of his office, silently wondering
what
Geoff could possibly want.  Entering his office, he tossed his jacket on a
visitor's chair
and crossed to the window which overlooked Lab One.  From there, he could see
Levin
frantically waving his hands in the air and pointing at the genetic splicer.
Frowning,
Lorne realized he'd better get down there before Geoff had a stroke, while
wondering
what could have possibly gone wrong.

Lorne had to pass through a pretty sophisticated bio-filtering system that
scanned him
for any contaminants on his person and removed them.  Although the scanning beam
was harmless to the person being scanned, Lorne had discovered that the beam
caused
a tickling sensation on his skin.

The scan completed and a green light went on, signaling that he could now enter
the
sterile Lab One environment.  The inner lab door opened and Lorne went into the
lab
proper.  Finding Geoff Levin wasn't hard - all he had to do was listen.

"... oh sure, the subprocessing routine worked fine, but the phased links failed
to pass
along the genetic code of the sample for slicing!"

Coming up along a side of him, Lorne smiled in an attempt to disarm the angry
doctor. 
"Geoff, what is the problem?" he began.

"Problem?  My problem?" Levin sputtered.  "My problem is your pet gene splicer
isn't
getting the information properly from the digital subprocessors, that's what my
problem is!"

Lorne looked at Gene Edwards, the team member who designed the digital interface
between the subprocessors and the splicer.

"Gene?" he asked.

"Well," the bearded cyberneticist started, "the subprocessor was working at
analyzing
the genetic structure of the sample in the splicer and before the analysis was
completed, the splicer just started doing its thing."

Lorne nodded and asked, "Your analysis of the problem?"

"A simple matter of one module being out of alignment," came the answer.  "Once
the
safety monitors detected the error, the process stopped and the self-diagnostics
reported the misalignment, just as designed."

Lorne thought Gene sounded a bit huffy, but he really didn't blame him.  Levin
was a
topnotch administrator but he really didn't know how things worked as well as he
should have.  "Was the module replaced?" Lorne asked.

"Yes and once we replaced it, the system recycled itself.  The process completed
itself,
again as programmed.  Total downtime was five minutes."  Gene looked in Levin's
direction as he spoke, the pride clearing showing in his voice.

After a moment, Lorne nodded and spoke.

"I see.  Thanks, Gene."

Before Levin could say a word, Lorne grabbed him by the arm and steered him
toward
the room's exit.  "A word with you, Geoff?" he said, dragging the sputtering man
behind him.

Once back in his office, Lorne spoke.

"Now.  Just what in the hell are you trying to do to my people?  Gene Edwards is
one
of the top cyberneticists in the country.  I don't know what you said to him,
but we
need him here with us, not running off to Petrie Chemicals."

As he sat behind his desk, Lorne fumed.  Levin was a good man, but prone to
panic. 
Like himself, Geoff Levin was a widower trying to raise a daughter of his own.

"You know that the board was in here yesterday to see the results of the
project. 
While showing the splicer, the damned thing went berserk!  I had to do some fast
talking to convince the board that everything was under control!"

Levin waited for Lorne to respond, watching the man for reactions.  Levin knew
the
board of directors hadn't really noticed the processor failure, but he figured
acting like
a lunatic kept the staff on its toes.

Lorne turned and started his computer, noticing the correct startup sequence.
After
entering his password, he got to his mailbox, looking for some word from the
board
members on yesterday's demo.

Geoff gave Lorne an impatient look.  "Well?  What are you doing?" he said,
pointing at
the monitor.

Lorne simply held up a finger as he scanned the notice concerning the demo.  He
saw
the board had overwhelmingly supported the program and was pushing toward Phase
II completion.  Turning back to Levin, he smiled broadly.

"Geoff," he began.  "You are full of shit.  The board approved Phase II; why
were you
jumping on my people?"

Levin produced his own smile, saying "Just doing my job.  Listen, I'm having a
party
tonight and you're invited.  Oh, bring Eti with you; she can keep my Kymber
company
while us old folks pat each other on the back."

As both stood and shook hands, Levin added, "Oh.  The party starts at eight.  Be
there
or be square."  With a wave, Geoff left.

Lorne sat back in his chair, feeling totally pleased with himself.  He and his
team had
worked for six long years and it finally paid off.  Reaching for his phone, he
called
home to leave Eti a message on the answering machine, telling her about the
invitation
and asking her to call.  That done, Lorne Williams, MD, Ph.D., settled in for a
good
day's work.


Part I, Chapter Seven

Eti saw the message light flashing when she came into the house.  Crossing to
the
phone, she rewound the machine and listened to her father's message.  She
frowned
at word of the party invitation because she had a different kind of party in
mind.  Yet
any chance to see Kymber Levin again would be worth the aggravation.

The message ended and Eti went to prepare for the party.  While looking in her
closet
for something appropriate to wear, her mind reviewed her relationship with Geoff
Levin's daughter.

Both went to the same school and Kymber was older by only a few months.  Of
course,
their fathers were both widowers and they worked for the same company. 
Importantly, though, they shared the same secret desires.  Except, of course,
Eti had
realized most of hers.

She had a few hours to go before having to get ready, so she settled into her
homework, completing her tasks with her usual precision.  She sat at her desk
and,
after a moment of thought, reached for her phone and called Kymber.  Kymber
Levin
answered on the second ring.

"Hello, Levin residence."

Eti smiled, thinking of how snotty Kymber sounded whenever she answered the
phone. 
She knew, however, that Kymber was anything but snotty.

"Hi, Kymmie, it's Eti!"

"Eti!" Kymber exclaimed.  "You coming tonight?"

"That's why I called," Eti answered.  She could envision Kymber's smile matching
her
own.  "Kymmie, we have to talk," Eti said, all business now.

"Hmm.  This sounds quite serious," Kymber replied.

"It is, believe me."

Kymber looked at the phone, a frown creasing her usually smooth forehead.  She
and
Etienne were the very best of friends so Kymber knew if Eti said it was serious,
it really
was.  "Okay," she finally said.  "When you get here, we'll go to my room and
talk."

"That's fine," Eti responded.  "I'll see you then."

Etienne hung up after saying goodbye and stretched out on her bed, thinking
about the
last conversation they had.  Well, maybe it really wasn't talking, but they said
some
things, either way.

Closing her eyes, she could still feel Kymber's tongue on her clit and how
thrilling and
scary the experience was.

They were studying together and had been at it for hours.  Kymber had decided
they'd
been working too hard and deserved a break.  After a raid on the Levin
refrigerator for
munchies and cold drinks, they returned to the room and fell into the usual talk
into
which young women get.

Eti remembered prattling about something when she happened to notice Kymber
looking at her.  She felt a chill rush through her because she noticed that
Kymber's
gaze was a bit more intense than just a casual look.

She had asked Kymber if there was anything wrong, but she never answered.
Instead,
Kymber crossed the short distance between them, never taking her eyes off Eti,
until
they were practically nose to nose.  Eti swallowed nervously and tried to speak
- but
discovered her mouth as dry as she could ever remember.

Kymber continued her silence, gazing into Eti's eyes.  Eti found that she
couldn't look
away.  For what seemed to last an eternity, Eti's hazel eyes and Kymber's green
eyes
were locked together.

Without warning, Kymber leaned forward until their lips met.  Eti's mouth opened
slightly in surprise, allowing Kymber's tongue to slip in.  Kymber held
Etienne's head
in place as she kissed her deeply.  Eti found herself returning the kiss,
something
which really shocked her.  Without thinking, her arms gathered Kymber closer,
feeling
a hot rush flowing through her.

Eti felt herself being gently pushed backward, until she was lying down, their
soulful
kiss uninterrupted.  Kymber was kissing her face and ears and, with her weight
pressing down on her, Eti was helpless.  She could feel Kymber's hand massaging
her
breast and, strangely, it felt good.  Scary, but good.

Again their eyes locked, allowing Eti to read . . .  something.  She wasn't
quite sure
what she saw in her friend's emerald eyes.  While Etienne was occupied with
studying
Kymber's eyes, the other young woman had succeeded in removing Eti blouse and
bra,
plus her own!

Kymber had lowered her mouth to Eti's nipple, sucking gently.  All Eti could do
was to
hold on, not really understanding what was happening to her, but knowing what
was
going to happen.  She also thought she should stop her friend, while also
knowing she
would let things play out.

Eti heard the zipper of her jeans being released and felt the coolness of the
room's air
on her now-naked skin.  Kymber continued her assault on Eti's body.  She felt
light
kisses on her stomach, the girl's tongue tracing lazy patterns here and there,
sending
shivers the entire length of Eti's body. 

Somehow, Kymber managed to wriggle out of her own jeans without stopping her
steady advance.  Eti, looking through partially closed eyes, could see one
silken globe
of the other girl's firm ass as she turned herself.  Eti felt her legs being
parted and
lifted slightly, the cool air between her hot legs somehow increasing her
excitement. 
She felt Kymber's breath on her sex, warm and moist thinking this couldn't be
happening.

And knew it was happening as she felt the first flick of Kymber's tongue on her
clit. 
A moan escaped Eti's lips as the fluttering tongue explored her secrets.  She
could hear
Kymber's moans of delight as she tasted her victim, muttering something about it
being so big and so hard.

Kymber began to suck Eti's engorged clit, her tongue moving crazily over the
sensitive
head, driving Eti insane with pleasures before which she'd never known.  Eti
could feel
something happening within her, a building of feelings that were now screaming
for
release.  To her horror/pleasure, Eti could feel her hips moving in rhythm to
Kymber's
licking and sucking.

To make things even more bizarre, Kymber was straddling her face, exposing her
curly,
musky dampness.  Eti felt a sense of panic as Kymber lowered herself onto Eti's
mouth.  Instinctively, Eti opened her mouth, allowing Kymber's clit to slide
between
her parted lips.  Eti sampled the taste of her friend.  Sharp and tangy, but not
in the
least unpleasant.  Curiously, she noticed how hot it was between Kymber's legs.

The two young women lay in the 69 position, hips pumping, moans filling the
room. 
Not being able to withstand the mounting pressure, Eti came first.  The impact
sent the
young woman trembling out of control.  Eti reached down and held Kymber's face
tightly to her pussy, practically fucking the other girl's face.

It quickly became too much for Kymber as she came, bringing a muffled scream
from
her.  Kymber instantly drenched Eti's face in a hot fluid that flowed in
unbelievably
long spurts.  She didn't have time to wonder what it was, as the hot, sweet
tasting
juice filled her mouth to overflowing.  She felt Kymber slip her thumb inside
Eti's own
juicy snatch - stopping at her maidenhead - which started her coming again, her
own
hot juices shooting into Kymber's willing mouth.

Eti lay on her bed, still remembering how delicious it felt.  She recalled the
look on
Kymber's face when they finally separated.  Kymber's face was slick with Eti's
juices
and the young woman was flushed with pleasure.  For a long minute, neither woman
spoke.  Finally, Kymber broke the silence, apologizing repeatedly.

Kymber had explained that she had always wanted to make love to Eti and
apologized
again.  It surprised Eti to see tears in Kymber's eyes and, if she felt any
anger toward
her friend, sympathy quickly replaced it.

It took a while for Eti to convince her friend that everything was okay, but she
managed to let her know that it was all right.  Eti had to admit she had enjoyed
herself, more than she would have expected.  She told Kymber this, making the
young
woman stop crying and relax.


Part I, Chapter Eight

The sound of the front door closing startled Etienne from her memories and
hearing
her father's footsteps.  She glanced at the clock, realizing angrily she'd
foolishly wasted
precious preparation time with her lewd memories.  She hurriedly shed her
clothing
and raced for the shower, calling out to her father she'd be ready in twenty
minutes.

Lorne raised an eyebrow as he heard the shower start, wondering what Eti could
have
possibly been doing that she was just getting showered.  "Honey," he called.
"You'd
better make it fast; we roll out of here in a half an hour!"

Eti hurried out of the shower, toweling off as quickly as possible.  She went to
her
closet and pulled out the first dress she saw, a low-cut, celery green item that
left
much to the imagination.  She knew her father would probably give her some
static
about the dress, but she'd worry about it later.

Ten minutes later, she stood in the foyer, waiting for her father.  As Lorne
came down
the steps, Eti noticed how handsome he was in a dark blue suit.  Lorne noticed
the
dress Eti was wearing, thinking it revealed too much of her body.  However, they
were
running late and knew there was no time to change.

They filled the drive to the Levin's home with small talk about how each other's
day
went.  As he drove, Lorne had to notice how Eti's hemline allowed a good view of
her
shapely thighs.  Smiling to himself, Lorne was thinking about the lovely
treasure rested
between those thighs.  Well, at least he thought he was smiling to himself
because he
noticed his daughter looking at him with a questioning look.

"What's so funny?" she asked.

"Huh?  Oh, nothing, nothing at all.  I was just thinking about something
pleasant."

Having said that, he fell silent, leaving Eti wondering what could be so
pleasant to have
him smiling in such a manner.  She could remember times when he wouldn't smile
and, when he did, it never reached his eyes.  This smile, however, was genuine
and
although she didn't know why, she was glad he could find something to smile
about.

They finally arrived at Geoff's home.  Upon finding a place to park, Lorne
escorted Eti
inside.  The first thing Eti noticed was there were adults everywhere,
remembering her
father never did mention what kind of party to which they were going.  A frown
crossed
her features and it didn't escape Lorne's scrutiny.

"I know you didn't expect this kind of party," he began.  "Still, I figured it
would give
you and Kymber a chance to do some catching up.  It's been a long time since you
last
saw each other."

Upon hearing her friend's name, she brightened.  "I'll try to find her.  You
really don't
mind, do you?" she asked.

Lorne shooed her away with a wave.  "Go on, find Kymber and have a good time. 
When I'm ready to leave, I'll let you know."  With a bright smile, Eti set off
in search
of Kymber.

Kymber Levin was in her room, pouting.  She hated it when her father held these
ass-
kissing parties because none of the other stuffed shirts thought to bring their
kids with
them.  She shook her head in frustration, her long, dark red mane flowing like
blood
before settling back into place.

Kymber jumped up and paced around the room knowing that before long, her father
would be pounding on the door to drag her out to meet his coworkers and other
people
with whom she'd rather have nothing to do.  Kymber stopped in front of her
dressing
table and her frustration grew, realizing she hadn't even finished dressing for
this joke. 
Before she could cross to her closet, she heard a knock on the door.

"Probably some schmuck who can't find the fucking bathroom," she fumed.
Crossing
the room swiftly, she yanked the door open, not caring she only wore her bra and
panties.  "This should give them something to talk about!"

The door opened to reveal Eti Williams and Kymber's foul mood immediately
vanished. 
"Eti!" she cried.  "You made it!  Come in!"

Eti was a bit confused at her friend's exuberant welcome, but stepped inside so
Kymber
could close the door.  Without breaking her stride, Kymber grabbed her by the
hand
and pulled her over to the bed, where she sat.  After a moment, Eti sat beside
her.

"So," Kymber began.  "What was so important?"

Etienne hesitated for a moment, not sure if she could trust the red-haired,
green-eyed
woman sitting next to her.  She looked up into Kymber's eyes and saw concern in
them
instead of curiosity.  Taking a deep breath, she told her what took place
between her
and Lorne, not leaving out any detail.

Kymber sat and listened as patiently as she could.  Eti could see Kymber was
dying to
flood her with questions and appreciated Kymber's attention while she told it
like it
was.

Finally, her tale told, she sat back and waited for Kymber's response.  Kymber
surprised Eti with her response; instead of the verbal outburst she expected,
she saw
a tear flowing down her cheek.

Kymber said, after wiping her face, "Oh, my.  I am so happy for you!"

Not exactly what Eti expected but she felt buoyed by her friend's acceptance of
her
situation.

Kymber took Eti's hands and held them, squeezing gently.  Kymber was alive with
energy - as they held hands, Kymber was bouncing on the bed until the whole
thing
was shaking.

"Kymber!" Eti exclaimed, looking at the bed.

Kymber flushed bright red with embarrassment and settled her bouncing down to a
manageable quiver.

"I don't know what else to say," Kymber said, her eyes sparkling.

"Just tell me you understand," Eti responded.  Kymber could only nod and, before
the
silence could grow any further, Kymber spoke.  "Well!  What shall we do?  It
looks like
the grownups will be at it for a while."

Etienne knew what she wanted to do, but wasn't sure how to go about it.
Suddenly,
it came to her:  Why not give Kymber a taste of her own medicine?  Since they
were
still holding hands, Eti used it to her advantage.  With a gentle but sudden
motion, she
drew Kymber into her embrace and kissed her, surprising the supple redhead.

Before Kymber could respond, Eti reached around and unfastened the other girl's
bra,
freeing her ample breasts.  The bra went sailing across the room as Eti's hand
began
to massage her friend's breasts, paying particular attention to her nipples, now
growing
hard.

Kymber gasped at Eti's touch, sending a shiver through her.  Before she could
offer
any resistance - not that she was going to resist to begin with, Kymber felt
Eti's mouth
close on one erect nipple, her tongue circling the hot flesh there.

The two women stopped long enough for Eti to undress and, as she did, Kymber
watched in appreciation.  When she finished undressing, Eti pushed her friend
onto her
back muttering, "What's good for the goose. . . ."

Kymber relaxed, offering herself to her sexy friend.  "Take me," she whispered.
Eti
complied.  Lying next to Kymber, she again lowered her mouth to a nipple,
sucking
eagerly, while allowing her free hand to find it's way between the young woman's
thighs.  Kymber's legs parted wide, allowing easy access to her treasures.
Eti's fingers
found Kymber's clit and she began to stroke it.  She dipped a finger into the
young
woman to moisten her fingertip and continued her assault.

Kymber's back arched at the contact and another moan escaped her lips.  She
thought,
"She's not holding back . . . "

Unable to stay patient, Eti abandoned Kymber's breasts and she buried her head
between the hot woman's legs, lapping at her cunt hungrily.

Kymber went wild, unable to contain herself.  She raised her legs higher and
held Eti's
head to her hot lushness, feeling Eti's tongue and lips work at her.  "For
someone who
only did this once," she thought, "she's driving me crazy!"

Eti ate her friend, allowing all the scents and other sensations to carry her
away. 
Lovingly, she licked her, feeling Kymber's passion increase with every touch.
She felt
Kymber tremble, which only encouraged Eti into a higher level of activity.  She
inserted
two fingers into the girl's sopping wet cunt and another finger found its way
into the
girl's tight back hole, going in up to the second knuckle.

The combined sensations were too much for Kymber and she exploded, a near silent
cry escaping her parted lips.  She panted heavily as wave after wave washed over
her. 
Eti, for her part, was very busy trying to keep up with the hot, gushing liquid
pouring
into her face and mouth.  The two horny women positioned themselves so that each
could enjoy the other.  Eti came almost immediately as Kymber sucked her large
clit
hard, flicking her tongue over it rapidly. They continued to love each other,
oblivious
to everything, caring about nothing.


Part I, Chapter Nine

Most of the party guests had gone, leaving Lorne and Geoff pretty much alone.

"Hey, Lorne, thanks for coming.  You were just as big a part of this as I was."

Lorne waved off the accolades and said, "Hey, I'm just glad I could be a part of
all of
this."

The two men fell silent and, comically, did an identical thing: They were
looking for
their respective daughters.  Practically speaking simultaneously, both asked,
"Have you
seen . . ."  Realizing their gaff, they grinned foolishly for a moment.

Geoff said, "They're probably still in Kymber's room, running off at the mouth.
You
know how women are.  Come on, I'll show you where they are."

They set off toward Kymber's room, going over some highlights of the party.
Reaching
the room, Geoff was about to knock on the door - and hesitated.

Lorne, became immediately concerned, asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I think.  I don't hear them in there; maybe they're out by the pool."

Quietly, Geoff turned the door knob.  The door was unlocked and opened silently.
Both
fathers craned their heads so they could discreetly look into the room, shocked
at what
they saw.

Lorne saw his little Eti with her head buried between Kymber's long legs.  His
mouth
opened at the sight and he could hear Kymber's astonished father breathe, "What
the
hell . . . ?"  Both men stepped into the room, and closed the door; neither
young
woman appearing to hear the slight sound the catch made.

Lorne spared a glance at Geoff, expecting to see anger and/or disgust on his
face. 
Instead, the spectacle before him transfixed Geoff.  Lorne couldn't help
noticing he
wasn't the only one paying attention.  Geoff had a very noticeable bulge in his
pants;
not that he could blame him because what he was seeing turned him on as well.

Lorne decided.  Without looking at the other man, he began to undress, removing
his
clothes as quietly as he could.  As much as he respected Geoff and Kymber, his
lust
was overpowering.  Totally naked, he started toward the bed, stopping only to
look
back at Geoff with a questioning look.  Geoff took one look at the young women
on the
bed, looked at the naked Lorne Williams, and hurriedly stripped, almost falling
over in
his haste.

Now naked the men approached the bed; when they were within reach of either
woman, Lorne broke the silence.  "May we join you?"

The results were electric!  Both women sat up, their eyes wild with lust.

"D-d-dad!" they stuttered in unison.

Without an answer, Lorne replaced Kymber between Eti's legs and began to eat the
young vixen with gusto.  Lorne replaced whatever shame he may have felt with
lust
and desire.  Geoff Levin was frozen in place, his alcohol induced haze not
allowing his
brain to believe what his eyes were seeing.  Here before him lay his daughter,
her
nude body glistening with a coat of perspiration.  Their eyes met and the elder
Levin
refused to believe what he saw in Kymber's eyes.

Lust.  Pure, unbridled lust.  He was aware of his own passion growing stronger
within
him as he watched his co-worker indulge in the pleasures the young Etienne had
to
offer.  The sights and sounds astonished him.  He would have never thought
something
like this could be happening, here in his own home!

Gathering his resolve, he stepped forward to stop the action - and was stopped
dead
in his tracks as Kymber's hot mouth wrapped itself around his swollen member. 
Whatever he was going to do, it could wait.  It had been a very long time. . .

Closing his eyes and bending his knees slightly, the elder Levin groaned loudly
as the
young woman's tongue flicked across the tip of his cock.  As she pleasured him,
Geoff
couldn't help thinking where his daughter had learned such a thing, not to
mention
who had taught her.  He'd have to talk to her about this later, but for now, he
didn't
care.

Kymber took him deep into her mouth, sending a shiver through him that buckled
his
knees.  "You'd better lie down, Dad," said Kymber with a smile.

Geoff looked around the spacious bed for somewhere to stretch out.  However,
Lorne
and Eti were involved in an energetic sixty-nine, the younger woman's head
bobbing
with a quick, but steady rhythm.  He stretched out next to Eti and Lorne in a
position
which would allow him to watch the young woman work on her father.

His own daughter had other ideas, swinging herself on top of him, matching the
position of the couple next to them.  Without hesitation, Kymber lowered her
moist
thatch of red hair to his mouth.  Geoff didn't need any further encouragement as
he
began to lick the tangy juices he found there.

The four lovers continued this way, lost in the depths of their own private
passions. 
Years of experience, however, began to take their toll on the young women as the
two
fathers plied every skill they possessed, causing the young women to lose their
concentration.  Both were caught up in their own intense orgasms brought on by
the
masterful tongues invading their bodies.

Without warning, the women traded places.  Geoff suddenly found his head
surrounded
by a pair of lovely dark thighs, facing an even darker mound of hair, along with
the
biggest clit he'd ever seen.  As Eti lowered her hot slit, it surprised Geoff to
feel her clit
slide between his lips.  As he sucked on the delicious morsel, he couldn't keep
from
feeling like he was sucking a man's cock.

With the change of partners, the action continued.  Lorne's tongue was a flurry
of
activity, going from Kymber's soaking wet pussy to her puckered ass.  He did
this so
quickly the hot redhead couldn't keep up with the different sensations as she
sucked
at the huge black meat deep in her throat.

Kymber had always heard stories about Black men being well-endowed - and here
was
the living proof.  She had trouble closing her hand around the hot, thick meat
as she
worked the large, bulbous head between her lips.  Kymber could even feel the
man's
pulse coming from the distended veins that ran the length of his member.

The room filled with the sounds of sucking and slurping, experience took its
toll on
youthful enthusiasm again.  Eti sat straight up on Geoff's face, grinding her
hips
furiously as she rode out yet another intense orgasm.  Leaning forward, she
embraced
her soul sister and their lips met as the two women were subjected to wave after
wave
of pleasure.

Exhausted, they rolled off the men, trying to catch their breath.  Fat chance.
Before
they could utter a word of protest, each woman suddenly found their legs in the
air as
the men slid between them, Lorne with Kymber, Geoff with Eti.

Kymber gasped as Lorne slid into her, feeling the huge thickness of the man
spreading
her wider than ever before.  She felt a momentary pang of jealousy as she looked
at
her dearest friend, who was handling Geoff's entry with relative ease.  Kymber
had
never felt so full before - but then again, she'd never had a fully grown man
before. 
The boys she had experimented with were not even close in matching this man's
skill
and size.

With a grunt, Lorne filled the girl with his cock and, after giving her a few
seconds to
adjust to his invasion, began to fuck her slowly with deep, even strokes.  He
smiled as
he heard Eti cry out, thinking his old buddy was really giving it to his
daughter.  All
things being fair, he should at least return the favor, right?  He increased his
movement inside the dazzling red-haired beauty, causing her emerald green eyes
to
widen in surprise.

Geoff was sure he was in heaven as he fucked the young Black woman furiously,
consumed in his fiery lust.  Eti's cunt clung to his cock tightly, bringing him
closer to
his own orgasm.  Eti could feel the man's cock tremble inside her and, with
great
concentration, clamped her pussy around the invading cock meat.  Geoff rewarded
Eti
by releasing his seed, the hot splashes coating her insides.  She looked up at
the
coming man, his face coming close to matching the deep red color of his hair as
he
emptied himself into her.

Lorne could hear the two lovers next to him and doubled his efforts inside
Kymber. 
The inexperienced young woman was beyond doing anything except holding on to him
tightly as he assaulted her once tight love hole.  Kymber was beginning to
wonder just
how long this man could keep up this pace, when she felt him swelling inside
her,
stretching her overfilled cunt even further.

"He's coming," she thought and braced herself.

With a loud grunt, Lorne thrust deeply inside Kymber, meeting the entrance of
her
womb as his thick cock exploded inside her with surprising force.  Jet after jet
of the
hot sticky fluid flowed into her, so much she could feel it running down the
crack of her
ass.

He continued to come as Lorne continued to fuck her deeply, his cock still rock
hard
in spite of just coming.  Kymber cried out, begging him to stop, but Lorne was
beyond
stopping.  The events of the evening had awakened something in him and Lorne was
determined to see it through to the very end.

Geoff watched with amazement as he watched the other man's huge cock sliding in
and out of his daughter.  Eti had come to Kymber's side, whispering words of
encouragement to her friend while massaging her breasts.  The man's ass, rising
and
falling hypnotized Geoff, the muscles taut as cables.  Without even thinking
about it,
he positioned himself behind Lorne.  When his ass came up on a stroke, he
grabbed
the man's hips and with a motion that surprised everyone, slid into the Black
man's
ass, taking advantage of the slick juices covering his own maleness.

With a grunt, Geoff buried himself quickly into Lorne, causing the younger man
to
come again.  Kymber was spent and completely worn out as Eti helped the poor
young
woman from under her father and sat back to watch the scene unfold.

Geoff fucked Lorne like a maniac, ramming his cock rapidly into the man's ass. 
Reaching around his victim, he grabbed the younger man's cock - and was shocked
to
find it was still very much erect.  He stroked Lorne's meat as he fucked him
and, after
a few more strokes, emptied his swollen balls into the man's ass.

Rolling off Lorne, Geoff prepared himself for what he knew must happen next.  He
didn't have to wait long, as he felt his ass being lifted by two powerful hands.
After
a moment of probing, Lorne entered the man, looking forward to exacting a type
of
revenge on his boss and long time friend.  Lorne rode him hard, his face
contorted with
the effort.  Geoff cried out in a rare mix of pain and pleasure as the large
cock buried
itself deeper into his body, wondering if he had made a mistake in being so
bold.

The long evening and multiple ejaculations had taken its toll on Lorne.  As much
as he
would have liked to continue fucking his boss' ass, he couldn't hold back any
longer. 
Quickening his pace, he reamed the man until he exploded deep inside him.
Feeling
Lorne's release inside him, Geoff also came, his seed splashing against the
other man's
stomach.

Slowly, Lorne pulled out and rolled onto his back, totally exhausted.  The two
women,
recovering from the surprising event which had just taken place, snuggled into
the
arms of their respective fathers.

Eti was sure this wouldn't be the last time the four of them would be together
like this. 
With sleepy eyes, she looked at her friend, who was already asleep in her
father's arms
and, with a smile, settled in to dream of more fun to come.


ETIENNE:  DISCOVERY

Part II, Chapter One

"What are you thinking about?"

Lorne Williams turned away from the curtain of rain splattering against the
window. 
"Oh, hi, Peaches.  I wasn't really thinking about anything in particular."

Etienne joined him at the window as a brilliant flash of lightning lit up the
sky, followed
by a bass rumble of thunder.  "Really?  I'm surprised.  You've been standing
there for
the last ten minutes."

"Just appreciating the beauty and raw power of Nature, dear."

"Uh huh.  I suppose you expect me to believe this."

Lorne placed his arm around her shoulders.  With a smile he said, "It would
help."

"I'm sure it would.  Now, you gonna tell me what's on your mind?"

Lorne remained silent, unsure if he should risk mentioning the thoughts which
had
plagued him over the last couple of months.

Eti took a long look at her father's face.  She was, of course, very much aware
there
was something very important on his mind and had finally decided to approach
him. 
Seeing he wasn't going to volunteer, Eti changed her tack.

"I'm trying to remember something."  Lorne looked in her direction, his eyebrows
arched questioningly.

"I remember someone telling me a long time ago it helps to talk about the things
which bother you."

"What makes you think something's bothering me?"

"To begin with, you've barely said more than 'hi' to me over the last two
months. 
You've been sitting around the house doing nothing.  To top it off, you've this
lost look
about you, like you're not sure which way up is."

Inwardly, Lorne winced - he had hoped Eti hadn't noticed.  Wanting to end this
conversation, he decided to take the offensive.  "Seems to me you've got it all
figured. 
Tell you what - you tell me what's wrong and I'll either agree or disagree.
Deal?" 
Satisfied, he leaned against the window sill.

Eti, however, was ready for this bit of evasive action.  "I think this has
something to
do with the party at Kymber's house."

As if scripted, a gigantic bolt of lightning tore across the sky, creating a
stroboscopic
effect as Lorne's smug look fell onto the floor and shattered into a million
pieces.

"I thought so."  Nodding to herself, Eti went into the kitchen.  After a few
seconds,
Lorne followed. 

"Okay, okay.  I admit it's been on my mind."  Lorne sat at the table, propping
his head
up on his forearms.

Etienne placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of him before taking a seat.
After
taking a sip of her herbal tea, she looked at her troubled father.

"I thought we had gotten past the moral difficulties after the first time."

"Me, too - it was the party which had me rethinking things."

"Which part in particular?  Me and Kymmie?  Or was it me and Geoff?"

"The whole night served to put things in a different light for me."

Etienne nodded and said, "It did for me as well.  How does the party relate to
us?"

"Us?  I don't understand."

"We've made love three times, Dad.  The last time was at the party."

The elder Williams answered with silence.  Secretly, he had hoped this topic
wouldn't
surface.

Eti, however, wasn't going to be put off so easily.  "Well?"

"Well, what?  What do you want me to say?"

"You could begin by telling me why."

"It's a lot easier said than done, Peaches."

"Try.  I think you owe me on this.  You make me feel like you don't love me."

"Come with me."  Lorne got up from the table and went to the living room.
Sitting on
the love seat, he patted the empty space next to him.

"Okay," he said as Etienne settled down next to him.  "You wanted to know why,
so
here it is.  It's not as if I don't love you; I love you more than ever before.
Not a night
goes by where I'm not thinking about having you next to me."

Eti opened her mouth to speak, only to be stopped by an upraised hand.  "Please
let
me finish.  I'll answer your questions later."

"Despite my feelings and, yes, my desire for you, I had to think about your
future.  You
deserve a chance to meet someone your own age, someone who shares your
interests. 
So, I decided to fade into the background, figuring you'd lose interest and
strike out
on your own."

"I see.  Did it ever occur to you that I wouldn't want anyone else?"

"Honestly?  No, it didn't."

"How could you decide like this without asking me?"

"Etienne, I'm your father.  It's my job to decide your life."

"Maybe, but it is my life, Dad!  Don't I have a say in it?"

"Yes, you do.  I just thought . . ."

Eti moved closer.  "Well, you thought wrong.  What I want is you - it's all I
ever
wanted since our very first time."

"What about that boy - what's his name?"

Etienne looked puzzled for a moment.  "Who?  Darryl?"

"Yeah, that's his name.  I thought you two had something going on."

"Darryl's a good friend, Dad.  Don't get me wrong - he'd take me to bed in a
flat,
skinny second if I were to give him a chance.  However, I had to ask myself
something."

"What?"

"If he'd be what I want in a lover.  Experience does count in this, you know."

Lorne nodded, remembering his youthful difficulties with various young women.
"The
boy has to learn somehow!  If women never give him the chance, he'll never
learn."

"True enough.  However, you should know just how much women hate being
disappointed when making love."

He did, indeed.  "So you're saying given the choice, you prefer experience."

"Quite so, dear father.  You not only bring years of experience to the bed, but
another
important ingredient - love.  Darryl doesn't love me even if he thinks he does.
Before
you say it, I know he could learn to love me, but I want love now, not somewhere
down the road."

"There are older men."  Lorne knew he was fishing as he said this.

"You're right, there are.  I decided after the party I'd rather deal with the
devil I know
rather than the one I don't."

"Are you calling me a devil, young lady?"

"I'm calling you the man I love and the only man I want.  Now, if you happen to
be a
devil, then so much the better."

Lorne was deep in thought for several minutes as he ran options through his
mind. 
One prominent though was his happiness in finding out Eti still wanted him.

"Dad?"

"Yes, Eti?"

"Make love to me?  Right here, right now?  I need you . . ."


Part II, Chapter Two

Until now, making love was the last thing on his mind.  Upon hearing Etienne's
plea,
his desire for this lovely creature filled and energized him.  Blood rushed to
fill his
member quickly, leaving him feeling a little lightheaded.

Without a word, he slid off the love seat into a kneeling position in front of
Eti and
undid her pants.  Etienne raised herself slightly and Lorne removed both pants
and
panties with one movement.  Gently but with mounting urgency, he slipped her
pants
over her ankles and tossed them aside.

Eti felt a slight chill as goose bumps appeared on her exposed flesh, unsure if
it was
because of the coolness of the room or her own anticipation.  Sliding down until
her
bottom was hanging off the edge of the cushion, she draped her legs over his
shoulders to allow him access to her flesh.

Lorne made himself comfortable between her legs and drew closer to her essence,
feeling her heat, noticing the young woman was already moist.  Taking a deep
breath,
he drew his tongue across the hood of her clitoris.

Etienne gasped as his tongue rasped across the swelling bud of flesh.  Her body
stiffened and arched in response - but only for a moment before she melted
against
his touch.  Slowly, she moved against the invading wedge of wet muscle as it
traveled
the length of her slit, which was growing wetter by the second.  She sighed as
the tip
of Lorne's tongue parted her soaked inner lips and lodged itself in her vaginal
opening.

As Lorne worked his tongue into her, he could feel a trickle of juice escape her
hot,
musky flesh.  Stiffening his tongue, he plunged deeper into her until he could
feel the
ridges of her canal.  He licked the smooth contours for a moment before
returning his
attention to her erect clitoris, which had come out of its fleshy hiding place.
A low
growl flowed from him as his lips captured the spongy head before sliding down
the
thick shaft.  He pursed his lips and sucked hard, exulting in the feel of her
erect
member throbbing in his mouth.  Lorne backed off a bit and ran his tongue along
the
underside of his daughter's oversized clit, causing her to buck harder against
his face.

He was conscious of his own hardness, straining against the fabric of his
clothing. 
Rising to a kneeling position, Lorne unfastened his pants, tugging his underwear
down
just enough to free his turgid member.  It sprang from its confinement and
seemed to
grow larger.

Dimly aware of her father's movement, Eti was lost in a sea of lust.  She moved
hard
against his mouth as his tongue worked its magic on her.  As it flicked from one
sensitive spot to another, she tried to get it to stay in one place - without
success.  The
fleshy invader just wouldn't be denied as it continued to bring her closer to
climax. 
Opening her eyes to slits, she could see her father's head moving frantically
between
her legs, sucking her for all he was worth.  Something shifted inside her as
Etienne felt
the downward rush which only meant one thing.

Lorne could feel the change in Eti's passion.  The once-steady thrusts against
his face
were quickly falling off-pace, her hips bucking wildly against him.  He latched
onto her
clitoris one more time, sucking it hard and running his tongue around the head
as fast
as he could.  Eti's clit jerked strongly in the grip of his mouth and lips; Eti
froze in mid-
thrust as Lorne gave the head one slow lick, then another, allowing the tip of
his
tongue to just lay across her swollen member.  The first spurt of juice came
hard and
fast.  Her body relaxed only for a split second before the next jet flowed from
her.
Orgasmic bliss caught Eti like an insect in amber as her orgasm pounded into her
relentlessly.

Lorne raised his head from the soaking wetness of her, wiping his mouth with the
back
of his hand.  He took in the view of his daughter as the last wave of pleasure
washed
over her.  Without hesitation, he positioned the thick knob of his cock against
her
opening, not wanting to give her a chance to recover.  He thrust into her,
splitting her
open along the length of his shaft until he was buried inside her.

Eti's eyes flew open at the sudden penetration, her mouth forming an "O" which
matched the surprised look on her face as her father's thick tool impaled her
fully and
easily.  She could hear his grunt of pleasure as he tried to get every inch
inside her.

"Oh, Daddy," she cried.

"Hmm?"

"I love you so much!  God, I've missed this."

Lorne leaned forward and sucked an erect nipple into his mouth, and Eti fell
silent.  He
withdrew until just the head remained inside her gripping flesh and fucked her
slowly,
feeling her muscles' attempt to draw him deeper.

Etienne's face was a mask of frustration.  "Stop teasing me, Daddy," she
protested. 
"Please don't tease me.  I want to feel you deep inside, so damn bad!"  Lorne
gave a
little smile at her bit of vulgarity and continued his slow, maddening pace -
but
allowing more of himself to slide into her sweet confines.

"YES!" she cried.  "Give it to me, you bastard!"  Lorne's smile widened as
another inch
or so made its way into her.  Etienne's fingers dug painfully into his shoulder
as he
moved inside her with the same slow pace.

"Ooohh!" she hissed.  "More!  Give me more, damn you!"  Lorne was clearly
enjoying
his daughter's plight.  He allowed her legs to drop down until her knees were in
the
crook of his elbows, reaching under her with both hands.  Lorne put one hand
under
her quivering backside and the other in the middle of her back.  Bracing
himself, Lorne
stood and lifted her in one motion, causing his full length to drive into her.
Eti
wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him, unable and unwilling to
resist. 
Spreading his feet into a wider stance, Lorne grabbed two hands full of her firm
bottom
and began sliding her along the full length of his cock, pounding his steely
flesh into
her with hard, fast strokes.

"Oh, fuck me, Daddy!" Eti cried as another orgasm punched through her.  Each
downward thrust caused her breasts to jiggle crazily as held onto him for dear
life. 
"Now!  Fill me with your love!  I need it, NOW!"

Eti could feel her father's cock grow thicker inside her as he used shorter,
faster
strokes to trigger his own release.

The tight feeling in his sac was tremendous as Lorne crossed over the threshold,
sending his creamy offering deep inside his loving daughter.  "Ugh!  Yes, yes,
yes!",
he cried, feeling his knees buckle.  He quickly - but carefully - lowered their
joined
bodies to the floor, fucking into her hard, his prick still emptying itself into
her.  With
his lust fully in control, he withdrew from her overworked slit and turned her
onto her
stomach, only to ram into her again.

Etienne gasped as her father's hardness reentered her steamy vagina, spreading
her
wide.  She raised her ass slightly and he penetrated her deeper.   Strangely,
she was
appreciative yet amazed at his stamina as she felt the knob of his still-erect
member
crash into her womb.

"Oh, Peaches," he said, feeling his thickness invade her again.  "Oh, how I've
needed
this."  Lorne couldn't get enough of her sweet, delicious body as he plowed into
her
with long strokes.  Getting to his knees and using them to spread her legs
further
apart, Lorne looked between them, utterly fascinated at the sight of his cock
literally
turning her pussy inside-out at every stroke.  He pulled back and watched as the
swollen knob of his penis appeared.  He let it rest there for a moment before
sending
it again into her depths.  Buried deep within her, he reached around and under
her, his
fingers finding her clitoris.  Grasping it between thumb and forefinger, he
began a
frenzied jerking motion that made Etienne's back arch.

"NO!" she screamed as the dual sensations raced through her.  Eti tried to
escape the
onslaught only to find herself unable to move.  It didn't take long before
another mind-
numbing climax jolted her.  She felt his pace slow as he released his grip on
her tender
clit, wondering if the pleasure would ever stop and praying it didn't.

With his hands covered in their gooey fluids, Lorne placed a thumb at the tight
entrance to her anus, massaging the enticing opening gently - before plunging it
into
her.  Lorne felt her collapse under him but held Eti firmly in place with his
free arm
around her waist.

Having two orifices filled simultaneously was too much for Eti as her orgasm
took hold
of her.  As Lorne's thumb reamed her, his cock began to swell inside her again.
She
could feel the tremors racing along the veined monster inside her as he exploded
inside
her.  Lorne fell forward, consumed by the pleasure/pain of his climax.  His
thumb
popped out of her bottom wetly as he braced himself on shaky arms, continuing to
empty his love into her.

Etienne felt his softening maleness as it slid from her, tears of joy streaming
down her
cheeks.  If she had any negative thoughts about his love and desire for her,
this act
of love sent such thoughts to an early grave.

Lorne was coming down from the orgasmic high on which he'd been.  He trembled
slightly as his sore muscles began protesting at being so badly abused.  "That's
okay -
nothing a hot shower can't handle," he though.  Looking to his left, he spotted
Eti's
prone form on the thick carpeting.

"Peaches?"

A light snore answered him, so he reached over and shook her.  "Peaches, come
on. 
Let's go to bed."

Etienne groaned at the interruption in her moment of afterglow.  "Do I have to?"

"Yes, unless you like sleeping on the floor."  Lorne offered a hand to the
slowly rising
Etienne, who used it to pull herself upright.

Holding hands, the two climbed the stairs.  Reaching the top, Eti started to
turn right
toward her room, only to be jerked to a stop.  "Where are you going?" her father
asked.

"To my room, where else would I be going?"

"I thought you'd, well, sleep with me tonight.  That's if you don't mind."

Etienne gave her father a loving, if sleepy, smile.  "Sure, why not?"

Returning her smile, Lorne said, "I figured if we're going to be full time
lovers, we may
as well sleep in the same bed."  Wrapping an arm around her shoulder, they
entered
the bedroom, the door closing with a click.


Part II, Chapter Three

Eti squirmed in her seat, still a little sore from the previous evening's
activity.  "I
suppose it's something I'll have to get used to," she thought.  At the front of
the room,
the physics teacher was saying something about the upcoming commencement
ceremonies, now only two weeks away.

"I'm glad we're finally getting out of here," a voice whispered in her ear.
Startled,
Etienne turned toward the source and found herself looking into Darryl Hill's
black
eyes.  Darryl's complexion was darker than her own; along with the short-cropped
black hair, his eyes appeared not to have pupils.

"What?  Oh, I'm sorry, Darryl - I wasn't paying attention."

"Nothing new about that - you hardly ever pay attention to me."

Eti ignored the sarcastic remark.  "You know that's not true."

The bell rang, signaling the change in classes.  Eti tried to lose herself in
the bustling
throng, hoping to avoid continuing the discussion with Darryl.  He was
attractive
enough, but . . .

"Hey!  Wait up!"

Darryl caught up with her, saying, "Look, I'm sorry for the crack I made in
there.  You
do pay attention to me, even if it's just friendly."

Etienne didn't miss the hidden remark in that statement.  "We're friends,
Darryl; why
shouldn't it be friendly?"

"I think you know what I mean, Eti.  I'd like to get to know you better."

Etienne stopped and turned to face him.  "Darryl, damn, I like you, but it just
isn't
possible."

Darryl looked crestfallen.  "There's someone else."

"You could say that.  Sorry."

The young man wasn't to be put off so easily.  "What would it take to convince
you to
leave him?"

Eti had to stifle a laugh.  "More than you could ever imagine, I'm afraid.
Look, Darryl,
I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but I'm pretty happy with the way things
are in
my life right now.  I'm sure you understand."

"Yeah, I understand," he said, clearly not understanding.  "Well, you can't
blame a guy
for trying!  See ya around, okay?"

"Okay.  Darryl?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for understanding.  You're a good friend."

His ego a bit bruised, Darryl nodded and headed for class.  Eti watched him
round the
corner before entering the classroom, feeling guilty over rejecting his
advances.

*   *   *

"How was school today?"  Lorne posed the usual question while checking on the
bread
baking in the oven.

"Oh, about the same as usual.  Graduation is in two week and we're just trying
to tie
up the loose ends."

Something about her answer made Lorne turn and look at Eti.  "Is there something
wrong?"

"Wrong?  What could be wrong?"  Eti continued setting the table, almost knocking
over
a glass of water.

"You seem distracted.  I trust your grades are okay?"

"They couldn't be better!  Well, the "B" I got in calculus could have been
better, but
I'm happy with it."

"Then what's the problem, Peaches?"

Eti sat at the table.  "I had a little run-in with Darryl Hill today.  He likes
me."

"I see.  Anything you want to talk about?"

"He wants me to leave the guy I'm seeing now and start a relationship with him."

Etienne looked up at her father, a glint of amusement in her hazel eyes.

"Does he, now?  What did you tell him?"

"Told him I'm happy with my life right now."

"Why so glum, then?"

"Darryl's cute and I really do like him.  He just seems so . . .  childish."

Alarms started flashing in Lorne's mind.  "Childish, eh?  As compared to what?"

The young woman blinked in momentary confusion.  "Well, compared to you."

"Do you think that's fair?  You're not giving the boy a chance to prove
himself."

In his heart, however, Lorne was hoping Darryl would continue to fail in his
attempts
to win Eti's heart - a thought which surprised him.

"You're right.  It probably isn't fair to him.  You told me a long time ago once
I decided,
I should stick to it.  I've decided you are all I need."

"I can truly appreciate it.  What if you're wrong?"

"If I'm wrong, then it's something I'll have to live with - and I would have
learned
some thing."  Eti locked her gaze onto her father's handsome face.  "Are you
suggesting I give Darryl a chance to make me happy?"

"I'm suggesting you should think over all the options, that's all.  What you do
about
it is entirely up to you, dear.  Let's eat."

Dinner progressed at an unusually slow and quiet pace.  During the meal, Lorne
stole
glances in Eti's direction, watching the battle being waged inside her.  It tore
him, too,
in some places; Lorne didn't want to lose her, but he did not want to hinder her
search
for happiness.

*   *   *

Eti stepped into the shower and tried to relax as the hot needles of water first
stung,
then soothed her tense muscles.  Hair, once carefully styled earlier in the day,
became
limp strands of ebony as she immersed herself in the refreshing stream.  She
sighed
as the wet warmth found its way to every part of her body, all the while
thinking how
unfair life could be.

Reaching for the soap, she quickly worked up lather while wishing she could wash
away
her confusion this easily.  Leaning against the wall, Etienne allowed herself to
relax
even further, her hands absently massaging her breasts, her nipples instantly
responding to her touch.  As the water streamed along the shape of her body, Eti
tried
to conjure Darryl's image in her mind, imagining his hands on her breasts, his
lips on
hers.

She allowed a hand to part her inner folds to massage the ache running along the
hardening shaft of her clit, the image in her mind becoming vivid.  Oh, yes, she
could
easily imagine Darryl doing this to her, melting the core of her being.  Again,
in her
mind, Darryl broke the kiss and she opened her eyes to look at him.

Eti found her father looking back at her.  The daydream dissolved, leaving
reality - and
some rapidly cooling water - in its place.  Etienne knew what she had to do.
Without
bothering to dry off, Eti quickly left her bedroom, a trail of damp footprints
in her
wake.  Reaching her father's room, she looked in and found him sitting on the
bed
reading.

Lorne looked up from the sheaf of papers, surprised to find a very damp - and
very
perturbed - Etienne standing not two feet away.  Keeping his surprise hidden
behind
a mask of calm, Lorne spoke.

"No towel in your bathroom?", nodding at the droplets of water glistening on her
belly.

Eti instinctively looked at herself a moment of confusion crossing her face
before her
head snapped up, resuming her piercing gaze.  "I was just in the shower."

Lorne felt a bubble of laughter welling inside him.  "So I see."

Etienne ignored the remark and continued.  "I was daydreaming about Darryl.  In
my
daydream, he was touching and kissing me.  When I opened my eyes, it wasn't
Darryl
- it was you."

"So?" Lorne prompted when his daughter fell silent.

Eti sat next to him on the bed, placing her damp head on his shoulder.  "I
realized it's
you I really want.  Darryl's probably a great guy - but I'm just not
interested."

As Eti snuggled against him, Lorne knew one of his fears were coming to the
front. 
One thing he had considered a problem (of sorts) was spoiling his daughter with
his
love and affection.  For him, the intimacy found in a relationship was an old
hat, not
so for his young daughter.

Eti looked up at her father, noticing his silence.  "Dad?"

"Hmm?"

"Is something wrong?  You seem a little distant."

"Just thinking, Peaches."

"Good things, I hope," she replied, her hand finding his dormant maleness and
began
to awaken it.

At her touch, Lorne shifted his position to allow her better access.  Over the
last few
months, he had been lying to himself, knowing he needed to love Etienne in every
way
possible - and denying it at every turn.  As she massaged him to full erection,
he knew
further denial and resistance would be useless.

"Lie back, man of mine," Eti whispered.  Obediently, Lorne stretched out on the
bed
while Eti freed his cock, feeling the softness of her hand against his hot
flesh.

"So proud and majestic," she said.  Etienne held her father's maleness in her
fist,
drawing the silky skin up over the bulbous head and releasing it.  Smoothly, Eti
lowered her mouth to him and licked her tongue across the head, collecting the
drop
of clear dew which had appeared there.

Lorne groaned softly as Eti's tongue roamed lazily along the veined shaft of his
manhood, shivering as she found yet another sensitive spot.  With each stroke of
her
hand, his resistance melted away; with each touch of her tongue, his love for
her grew.

Eti took half his length into her mouth easily, savoring the salty taste and
feeling the
tremors along the shaft.  She allowed herself an inward smile.  It wouldn't take
long
to get her loving father to fountain his seed.  Eti let her teeth scape along
his quivering
tool teasingly and was rewarded with a strained gasp.  Taking a deep breath, she
began to work his cock in earnest, increasing her speed and pressure on him.
Eti
caught by him surprise, feeling his cock swell suddenly.

Lorne felt the swelling and the gut-wrenching feeling of impending ejaculation
simultaneously.  He wanted to explode in Eti's mouth and, while, he didn't,
wanting the
insane feeling to last forever.  Lorne's breath came in great gulps as he tried
to ward
off the inevitable - and failed.

Etienne moaned as the first flows of his seed poured into her mouth, warm and
musky. 
She swallowed quickly to make room for the next spurt, finding herself unable to
keep
up.  So she allowed her mouth to fill with the slick fluid, consuming it at her
leisure as
Lorne gave in to his orgasm.

Lorne was barely aware of Eti removing her mouth from him, raising his head
enough
to see her while mounting his semierect tool.  His initial orgasm left him
feeling
strangely weak and helpless and he could only watch as the knob of his maleness
disappeared into the folds of her slit, followed by the full length of his
shaft.

"Ahhh," Eti moaned.  Now fully seated on him, she paused for a moment feeling
the
tingle of excitement flow through her at being filled with him - though he has
not as
hard as he was a moment ago.  "However," she thought, "that will soon change!" 
Bracing herself with her arms against his chest, she settled into a rhythm
allowing her
to slide along his cock, now slick with her own juices - but not allowing it to
fall from
the grasping muscles of her vagina.

"Oh, you feel so good inside me," she said, picking up speed.  Infused with
passion,
Eti felt the heat at her center like a glowing coal.  "Feels . . .  so . . .
good," she
grunted, punctuating each word with hard, downward thrusts of her pelvis.  Eti
could
feel him stiffening inside her, spreading her walls with his thickness.  Her
hips
undulating with snakelike smoothness, she availed herself of his manhood,
delighting
in the pleasure of pleasing him.  Eti could feel Lorne trying to replace her
motion with
one of his own and she looked down at him.

"Oh, no, my love!  Just be still and let me love you.  I need this so much!" Her
voice
trailed off as an orgasm spread through her, leaving a gentle comfort in its
wake.  It
also left her wanting more of the elusive feeling.  Etienne continued to ride
him as tiny
ripples of pleasure continued to flow through her, the precursors of an orgasm
to end
all orgasms.

It hit her like a punch, stopping her dead in her tracks.  Lorne could feel the
tremendous ripples that ran along her inner muscles.  Hot liquid splashed at the
junction of their bodies as her pussy clamped down on him.  "NO!  I'm not
ready!" she
screamed, much too late.  It consumed her easily, leaving no nerve untouched
until,
spent, she collapsed onto him, still trembling in the aftermath.  When she felt
Lorne's
arms surround her, Eti knew she had taken on too much.

Lorne lifted and turned Eti easily.  With her legs wrapped high around his
waist, he
began to move inside her.  The incredible slickness of her sheath made his
passage
into her center easy and effortless.  His cock felt as if it were six inches in
diameter
and harder than granite as he plunged into her deeply.

"My turn now, darling," he said.  Lorne penetrated her deeply again as the
pressure
wave built inside him, burning him with its intensity as he spilled his love
into her.

"Oh!  Yes!"  Eti cried out as Lorne filled her, Passion's fire searing her nerve
endings. 
Again pushed over the precipice, her orgasm flowed over her relentlessly,
electrifying
her very soul.  Locked together, father and daughter moved along the same path,
each
lost in their separate feelings.  Yet, both knew their joining wasn't limited to
just the
physical.  Lorne could sense Etienne's joy, sharp and fresh in his mind as if it
were his
own.  It washed over and soothed him, carrying away any doubts he had about the
rightness or wrongness of their love.  Oh, yes, he could love her fully and in
every way
possible.

Lorne withdrew from her slowly, relishing the feeling.  Etienne reached up and
touched
his face with a hand which trembled slightly.  "I love you, Dad."

"I love you, too, Peaches," he replied as his daughter snuggled close to him.
Instantly,
Etienne was happily asleep - and snoring lightly.  Lorne allowed himself a wry
grin
while feeling very good about himself and their relationship.


Part II, Chapter Four

Graduation day.  Eti paced the living room nervously while an amused Lorne
looked on. 
"Will you sit for a moment?  You're starting to make me tired!"

Eti came to a halt and looked at her father.  "I'm sorry, Dad.  I don't know why
I'm so
edgy.  It's just another day."

"Well, you don't graduate from high school every day, but I know what you mean."

Lorne smiled.  "Hell, I was so nervous the day I graduated I forgot to put a
belt on. 
Never noticed it until they called my name."

"What happened?"

"I got up and started across the stage, feeling the butterflies in my stomach
and
knowing your grandparents were out there in the audience watching me.  As the
principal handed me my diploma, my pants fell down!"

Eti smothered a laugh.  "You must have been terribly embarrassed."

"Embarrassed?  An understatement, my dear; believe me.  They still talk about it
at
the class reunions."

Lorne looked at his watch.  "Okay, Peaches - time to go!"

*   *   *

"...really going to miss those guys," Eti was saying as she climbed out of the
car.

"Well, you'll see them again at the first class reunion," Lorne replied as he
looked up
the street.

Etienne noticed it and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Huh?  Oh, nothing.  Come on, I've got something for you."

"I hope it isn't a party - I thought we agreed not to have one!"

"No, not a party, but it's important.  Come on!"  Lorne opened the door for Eti
stopping
only to take another look up and down the street before following.

Once inside, he led Eti to the patio and handed her a small package.  "Here you
go -
the first present."

Etienne felt her eyes fill with tears.  "You didn't have to get me anything!",
she said,
fumbling at the wrapping paper.  Seeing her difficulty, Lorne took it from her
and
exposed the long, black velvet case.  Eti opened the lid, revealing a gold
tennis
bracelet, encrusted with diamonds and emeralds.  Her eyes went wide with
surprise.

"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed.  "I've always wanted one!"

"I remembered," Lorne replied, feeling a lump in his throat.  "Here, let me put
it on,"
fastening the bracelet around her wrist.  "Now for gift number two."  Reaching
into
another pocket, he produced another wrapped box.

"What's this?"

Lorne flashed her a smug look.  "Open it and find out."

Eti was puzzled, wondering what it could be.  She made quick work of the
wrapping
paper and opened the box.  Her puzzled look deepened.

"A nameplate?  I don't get it."

"Keep looking; there's something else there."

Eti removed the nameplate and found a square of plastic which not only had her
name
on it,  but also included a picture of her.  "This is an ID card from Carlton .
. . "
Realization dawned on her.  "You got me a job!  But, how . . ."

"Getting you the job was easy - getting the picture wasn't.  You start in three
weeks
for the systems administration department.  You'll have to work hard, but I know
you
can handle it."

Eti hugged her father, the tears freely flowing down her cheeks.  "I don't know
how to
thank you for all of this."

"Hey, what are fathers for?" Lorne was saying just as the doorbell rang.  "I'll
get it."

As Lorne went to answer the door, Eti felt so much love for him as the sun
reflected
its light off the polished gold bracelet.  Hearing her father's footsteps, she
looked up.

"Who was it?" she asked.

"Just a delivery.  You wanna see what came?"

Hand in hand, the two walked around the outside of the house.  As they rounded
the
last corner, Eti stopped dead in her tracks as she took in the sight of the new
car
parked in the driveway.

"I figured since you have a new job, you needed a new car to get you there."

*   *   *

Etienne grimaced as Lorne drove into her, the pleasure/pain sweeping through
her. 
Her hands were claws on his back, raising little welts.  In a distant corner of
her mind,
she somehow knew no other man could ever make her feel this way.  It felt so
right,
yet deliciously sinful!  The young woman allowed herself to be turned into yet
another
position and felt the stabbing pressure of Lorne's entrance.  She sighed as the
thick
shaft spread her wide, her juices easing its passage into her nether regions.

"You okay, babe?"

"Mm, oh, yes.  Perfect."

Satisfied, Lorne resumed his thrusts inside her.  He loved the way her vagina
clung to
him, feeling the coarseness of her pubic hairs as they scraped along the exposed
portions of his penis.  Lorne lifted her legs higher and plunged deeper into her
warmth,
feeling a trickle of juice splashing against his sac as she came again.  Lorne
could feel
the tightness in him and his brow furrowed in concentration as his increased his
speed
inside her, hammering at her sex.

"Ooh, yes!  You're getting harder inside me.  Fill me, lover!  Give it to me!"

He gave one last, deep thrust into his daughter, crying out as his seed flowed
into her. 
Smooth strokes became jerky ones as he emptied his love into her in long, hot
spurts
that sent chills through him that ran from head to toe.

Spent and softening inside her, Lorne arranged their bodies for comfort as Eti
showered him with soft kisses, still grinding her sex against him.

"Dad?"

"Yes, Eti?"

"I love you.  You make me feel so alive when we make love like this."

Lorne felt a warm glow spread through him at her words.  "I love you too,
Peaches,"
he answered, holding her closer.  "Are you happy?"

"Am I?!  I wish I could tell you how I feel right now.  There aren't any words
to
describe it."

Lorne tilted his head back and looked into her hazel eyes and saw the truth of
her
words.  "I know what you mean.  I never thought I'd be happy again.  You've
changed
all of that."  He laughed.  "You've changed me."

Eti cuddled against him as his now cooling sperm continued to seep from her. 
"Changed you?  How?"

Lorne's smile widened.  "If someone had told me six months ago that I'd be lying
here
feeling wonderful after making love to you, I would have throttled them."  He
shrugged.  "Nevertheless, here I am.  I do know one thing, though."

"What's that?"

"If I didn't love you, none of this would have ever happened."

"You have any regrets?"

"Regrets?  Only that I didn't to this before now!  You've made me realize I had
been
neglecting your needs and my own."

"You just didn't do this for my sake?" she asked.

"Hell, no!  Well, maybe. . .  I guess something inside me knew I'd been without
love
and happiness for so long.  It wasn't until after the party I had to confess
that I missed
not having someone to love."  He frowned.  "That didn't come out right, did it?"

Eti laughed softly.  "Don't worry.  I know what you meant.  However, I did
notice
something."

"What might that be?"

"You were having the time of your life."  Unbidden, a burst of laughter escaped
from
Etienne.

"What's so funny?"

"You should have seen the look on your face when Geoff . . ."

Lorne felt the burn of embarrassment flood his face, thankful for his dark
coloring and
the dim light in the room.  "Oh, that."

"I didn't know you were that kinky."

"I'm not!" he protested.  "I was just as surprised as you were!  Although, I
have to
admit it felt pretty good."  Lorne sat up.

"Hey!  What about you!  You and Kymber looked pretty cozy when we came in."

It was Eti's turn to be thankful for the low light.  "Ah, well . . ." she
started, realizing
she didn't have an answer for him.

"I thought so.  You think I'm kinky. . ."  Lorne feigned being indignant.  "The
pot calls
the kettle black."

Silence enveloped them as they took stock of the events which had brought them
to
this point.  Lorne felt better about things now that he'd accepted this new way
of life. 
His fears of somehow stifling Eti were unfounded, another thing his mind could
put to
rest.

Etienne knew she had no regrets, echoing her father's sentiment that this should
have
happened way before it did.  "Still," she thought, "Things happen when they're
supposed to."  Through incest, Eti had learned of the strength and depths of her
own
ability to love and be loved.  Before all of this, the man lying next to her was
just her
father.  Now, she realized, he was much more than that.  Knowing she was only
seeing
the tip of the iceberg that was her father, she felt great comfort in knowing
there was
more to learn.

As sleep claimed her, Eti knew life was good, and getting better.


ETIENNE:  THE BEST OF EVERYTHING

Part III, Chapter One

Pressure, friction, motion, anxiety, calm.  One moment, fullness, the next,
emptiness. 
Etienne Williams experienced all these sensations as the hard penis invaded her
body
again, restoring the feeling of fullness.  She held her breath as her weight
nearly
doubled, pressed into the firm but yielding mattress as the man above her
increased
his movement inside her.  Wet, slurping sounds mingled with their breathing
adding
their special arousal factors to the heavy, heady scents generated during
lovemaking.

Eti sighed with contentment as the thick, hard cock filled her completely,
feeling the
engorged head collide with the entrance of her womb.  The man's mouth captured
an
erect nipple, sending another pleasurable sensation through her to be added to
those
already present.  The young woman added her own movements to those of the man,
thrusting her hips upward to meet his, causing him to grunt in appreciation.

The man's strokes were getting longer and faster, the force of his body meeting
hers
caused her full breasts to move in perfect counterpoint to his thrusts.  Eti
lifted her
shapely legs higher, to give the man greater access to her sweltering sex.
"Soon," she
thought.  "It's got to be soon!" as her senses were becoming overloaded, her
body
literally rebounding from the bedding, only to be met by the man's savage
thrusts,
their bodies slapping together wetly.

More friction, the woman felt more heat as she felt a very familiar tingling.  A
deep
thrust by the man, causing the tingling to increase twofold.  Another long,
deep, thrust
- the feeling quadrupled and her eyes closed tightly in anticipation of what was
to
happen next.

The man's strokes, once sure and steady, were becoming erratic as his thick tool
grew
larger inside her.  Her own sex was already contracting sporadically, sending
rippling
waves of moist flesh against the smooth hardness inside her.  A white hot,
intense
explosion ripped through her, causing her inner muscles to clamp down tightly on
the
invading meat.  Darkness also clamped down on her, her breathing barely
noticeable. 
Then she felt the first spurts of the man's seed, hot and sticky inside her.
Etienne
floated on the edge of consciousness as the man hammered his spurting cock into
her
as if he could get further into her body.  The frantic pounding sensation
triggered
another release somewhere deep inside her, further pushing down the veil of
darkness,
causing her to shake as if electrocuted.

Eti could hear low keening - hers? - as she flooded the man's shaft with her own
love
offering, her overheated sex clamping down on him repeatedly.  Another
contraction,
another splash of juices to mix with his as, finally, the intensity began to
subside,
leaving her with a drained, tingly feeling.  The man's last spurts of semen
flowed into
her as he collapsed against her, breathing heavily.

"You know, " she said, her voice cracking slightly, "You should really think
about
bottling this.  We would be rich beyond our dreams!"  The man propped himself up
on
one elbow, looking down at her smiling face.

Laughing, he replied  "There wouldn't be much to sell - you'd buy it all up for
yourself."

"That's true," she admitted, settling into the warm, fuzzy feeling, all that
remained of
her orgasm.  Eti could feel the man's now-soft cock fall out of her, releasing a
slow
tricking of semen that flowed from her gaping vagina, following the crack of her
firm
bottom.

With a deft movement, Lorne Williams flipped over onto his back beside his
daughter. 
"I don't know about you, but I could use something to eat."

Eti slapped her father playfully.  "Like you haven't had enough to eat already!"
She
sat up, causing her full breasts to stand out, the nipples still hard.  She
turned and
looked lovingly at her father as he stretched, his dormant maleness lying across
the
crease where leg met the abdomen.

"Come on, lazy one," she said with mock sternest.  "We have to get cleaned up. 
Kymber's flight will be arriving soon."  Lorne watched appreciatively as Eti
went to the
bathroom to start the shower.  He delighted in seeing the very shapely curves of
her
body and wondered, for the millionth time, how he could be so lucky to have a
daughter like her.  Hearing the running water, he got up with reluctance, not
wanting
the moment to end.

Etienne was already in the shower, the hot, soapy water flowing over her medium
brown skin.  As he joined her, Lorne again took stock of his Nubian goddess,
noting
how a trail of bubbles curled under one breast and traveled down her side to the
swell
of her hips.  Lorne could feel himself becoming aroused again as Etienne turned
to
soap his chest.

Feeling his returning erection against her tummy, Eti looked down.  "Oh, no!  We
don't
have time for this, my friend!" she said to his maleness as Lorne grew longer
and
harder. She looked back at her father, grinning.

"I can't help it if he likes you," Lorne complained half heartedly while
reaching for the
soap.  The slippery bar to fell from its holder, clunking loudly against the tub
before
coming to rest behind Eti.

"I got it," she said.  As she turned and bent over to retrieve the errant soap,
she
realized her mistake.  Before she could stand, she felt the bulbous head of his
cock
split her still-swollen labia.  A gasp escaped her lips as Lorne plunged half
his length
into her, spreading her wide again.  Instinct caused her to push back against
his
advance, again filling her.

"We . . .  don't . . .  have . . .  time . . ." she said as Lorne worked himself
into her,
holding her hips steady.  That warm, golden feeling she'd come to love over the
last
three years replaced any further protests.

The water stung Lorne's chest and splashed onto Eti's upturned bottom, washing
away
the last of the soap.  He spread her cheeks, allowing him to view his thickness
as he
plunged into his daughter.  He marveled at the contrast of their skin color,
Lorne being
darker than his 19-year-old partner.  Lorne was deep into the sensations offered
by the
young woman's body, thrusting easily into her sex when the water suddenly turned
cold, shocking him into ejaculating.  The warmth of Eti's love sheath, and the
brisk cold
of the water battled for supremacy as he emptied himself into her.

Holding on to the towel bar, Eti could feel her father inside her, giving her
the sweetest
of feelings, when the water went cold.  The sudden change in temperature caused
her
slippery nest to contract hard around him, the splashing sounds of her release
getting
lost in the sounds of running water.  She pushed back hard against him, grinding
her
hips in time with his thrusts, as he released his seed into her.

As the water grew colder, causing her to shiver, Eti leaned forward and shut off
the
water, Lorne's half-erect cock slipping out of her, still spasming.  She turned
at looked
at the handsome, Black scientist.  "You're insatiable and I love you!  I hope
we're not
late."

Lorne leaned forward and placed his mouth on hers, cutting off any further
comments. 
Breaking the deep kiss, Lorne said, "Me, too, but it was worth it!"

Lorne and Etienne stepped from the shower into the relative warmth of the
bathroom
and dried each other off.  Eti's nipples continued to stand out as Lorne dried
her
breasts and worked his way down.  She stood contentedly, feeling his strong
hands
against her as he dried her.  One hand spent a little extra time at the triangle
of black
hair nestled between her legs, while the other probed its way into the crevice
of her
firm bottom.  She trembled slightly as the towel brushed across her puckered
back
hole, adding to the delicious feelings already present.

Grabbing her towel, she returned the favor with an appreciative smile on her
lovely
features.  Her hazel brown eyes, feasted upon her father's muscular chest, idly
noting
that even at 43, he was in remarkable shape.  She made her way down his flat
stomach to his maleness, again dormant and gently dried his testes, feeling
their
weight in her hands.  Lust tempted Eti to give the large, mushroom-shaped head
of his
cock a suck but knew she wouldn't stop there - and they had a plane to meet.


Part III, Chapter Two

Sighing, she stood and followed her father out of the bathroom.  "I'll be ready
in 15
minutes, Dad," she called to him.  Lorne nodded in reply, searching his closet
for
something to wear.  As she padded down the hallway to her own room, she
remembered the reason which had brought her to his room in the first place.  She
had
something to tell him, something very important - but Eti had forgotten it in a
sweet
rush of passion.  Not that it was unwelcome, she thought with a smile - her
father was
a fantastic lover.  For the last three years, she'd known no one else but him.
She had
no regrets at all, only pure love for him.

Standing naked before the full length mirror, she admired her shapely body,
noting her
large, pendulous breasts and how the dark circles of her areola stood out
against the
smooth, mocha skin surrounding it.  Slightly erect, her nipples stood out
proudly and
she ran a finger lightly across one, finding it still very much sensitive.  She
continued
to examine her body, her eyes coming to rest on her flat tummy.  Eti replaced
the
smile on her face momentarily with a slight frown, stark reality replacing the
cozy,
loving feelings.  How was she going to tell her father, her lover, that she was
pregnant?

When Eti's period failed to show up as scheduled, she wasn't worried at first;
being a
day late wasn't unusual for her.  She religiously took her birth control pills
and any
thoughts of becoming pregnant didn't concern her.  However, after a week had
gone
by, she began to worry and had stopped at a drug store on the way home from work
and picked up a pregnancy test kit.  Etienne had placed the kit on her dressing
table,
debating whether to use it.

"Maybe I just miscalculated," she thought, glancing up at the calendar adorning
one
wall.  One date stood out, enclosed in a bold, red circle, an apt reminder of
when she
was to begin her cycle.  Chasing away her indecisive thoughts, she'd grabbed the
kit
and headed for the bathroom.  After following the instructions, she waited.

The bright blue indicator that greeted her minutes later sent mixed emotions
flowing
through her.  "I'm pregnant!" part of her rejoiced.  The more skeptical side of
her
asked, "How?  We didn't miss a pill!"  The cool, logical side of her provided
the obvious
answer - her pills failed to do their appointed task.

Eti blinked, bringing her back from her memories.  She sighed, a mixture of
happiness
and uneasiness coursing along her nervous system.  After coming to terms with
her
condition, she had gone to tell her father, well, he was going to be a father.
The soon-
to-be mother laughed at the silliness that thought invoked, as she remembered
going
into his room and shaking him awake.  She had been prepared to tell him - but
her
father had other ideas.  As he pleasured her, all thoughts of talking to him had
left,
replaced by the delicious feelings he always brought out in her.  Eti smiled
again and
hurried to get dressed, finally deciding to tell him on the way to the airport.


Part III, Chapter Three

Kymber Levin sat looking out the tiny window of the jet as it prepared to land,
thinking
of how good it would be to see Lorne and Eti Williams again.  She hadn't seen
them
since her father's funeral, having left immediately afterwards to live with her
aunt in
Seattle.  Tears welled up in her eyes as she remembered the horrible nightmare.
The
phone call from the police.  A voice informing her of the accident, a head on
collision. 
Her frantic call to Lorne Williams, the only person she could think of to call
and the ride
to the hospital.

Then there was the disorienting feeling as the doctor told her the bad news.
She had
fainted, barely hearing her words, ". . .  so very sorry, Ms. Levin.  We did all
we could." 

The bump of the giant jetliner landing shook Kymber out of her painful memories
as
the attendants reminded everyone to stay seated.  Wiping her eyes, she gathered
her
things and exited the plane into the terminal, searching for a familiar face in
the sea
of humanity.

*   *   *

Lorne drove to the airport quickly but carefully, chiding himself on making love
to Eti
again, knowing they'd be late.  If he hadn't learned anything over the last
three years,
it was resisting her charm was something at which he wasn't very good.  After
arriving
at the airport and parking the car, Eti and Lorne headed toward the arrival gate
as fast
as the growing throng would allow.  Etienne spotted Kymber first and called out
to her
long time friend.  "Kymber!  Over here!" called Eti, waving her hands.

Kymber Levin turned toward the sound of her name.  Upon seeing Eti and Lorne,
she
waved back and went to meet them.

Etienne greeted her long time friend with a hug pausing only to plant a kiss on
her
cheek.  "It's good to have you back, " she said while holding the beautiful
redhead at
arms length.

"It's good to be back," she admitted.  Kymber turned to embrace Lorne.

"It's good to see you, too, Lorne!"

Lorne gave the lithe woman a hug that was more friendly than fatherly.  Although
he
had worked with her late father, his knowledge of her was more than just a
casual one. 
As they went to the baggage area, Lorne smiled at his memories of Kymber Levin.
The
aftermath of the now-legendary party had changed their lives forever,
establishing an
intimacy before which he'd never experienced.

Admittedly, he missed his friend and colleague, but the satisfaction of knowing
Kymber
would be very well taken care of replaced his feelings of loss.  Absently taking
the bags
off the conveyor, the sound of Eti's melodious voice interrupted Lorne's
thoughts.

"We've got the spare room all set up for you," she was saying.  "You won't have
to
worry about a thing."

Lorne smiled at his daughter's enthusiasm and knew her joy matched his own.
Geoff
had left Kymber very well provided for, so money wasn't a problem.  According to
the
letter he'd received two weeks earlier, Kymber wasn't happy in Seattle and had
asked
Lorne if she could move in with them.  "You and Eti are the only family I need
right
now," her words had said.  He replied to her, telling her they would be pleased
to have
her and, after clearing it with her aunt, they made the move.

They filled the trip home with innocent chatter as the two young women brought
each
other up to date.  Sparing a glance at Etienne, he thought he noticed something
different about her but could not put his finger on it.  Eti, turned almost
completely in
her seat and facing Kymber, didn't notice his furtive looks.  He dismissed the
thought,
concentrating on his driving.

Minutes later, he pulled into the driveway.  Eti and Kymber headed toward the
house,
leaving him to tackle the luggage.  Hands on his hips, he cleared his voice and
called
out to them.  "Excuse me! Ladies?"

The two women stopped in mid conversation and looked back at him.  Lorne noticed
with some amusement both had identical confused looks on their faces.

"These bags aren't going to move by themselves," he admonished.  Mumbling
apologies, they came back to take some smaller bags as Lorne wrestled with the
largest ones.  Once inside, he gratefully let the heavy items drop and turned to
his
charges.

"Eti, show Kymber her room; I'll bring the bags up in a moment," he said while
crossing to the answering machine.  After listening to the message, he went to
the
bottom of the stairs.

"Eti?  Kymber?" he called, opening the door.  "I've got to go to the office for
a little
while.  Don't wait for me to have dinner."  He barely heard the response as the
door
closed behind him.

***

Hearing the car start and drive away, Etienne turned to Kymber, beaming.  "Let's
get
you settled in first - then we can talk," she said.  Kymber agreed; she had a
million
questions to ask Eti.  The two women busied themselves with storing Kymber's
belongings, limiting their conversation to things like the color of a dress
while
exchanging opinions on the latest styles.  An hour later, everything was in
place and
Kymber flopped down across the bed.  Between the long flight and getting the
room
set up, Kymber was exhausted.  However, it didn't curb her curiosity.

"So, are you and your father still, uh, you know?" she asked.

Etienne looked into Kymber's emerald green eyes as she spoke.  "Yes, we're still
lovers.  He's just so good for me that I don't bother with the other men."

"Why not?"

"What could they offer me that he can't?  I mean, look around you.  I have the
best
of everything!"

Kymber had to agree with this.  This wasn't the same house they had lived in for
many
years; Lorne, having assumed her father's position, had decided that they needed
a
home that matched their new status.  If the rest of the house is as beautiful as
this
room, she thought, it must really be something.  She was drawn back to Eti, who
was
still talking.

"I have a job and love and happiness in my life.  Daddy is so attentive and not
just in
bed."  Eti's look of contentment spoke volumes.  "We go places and do things we
never
had time to do before.  Why waste my time on some inexperienced guy, never
knowing
if I can love or trust him?  No, all we need is each other."  Eti reached down
and
touched her friend's hand.

"Oh, and you, if you're willing."

Surprise took Kymber aback momentarily, not completely understanding what Eti
was
saying.  Eti saw the confusion written across her friend's creamy complexion and
offered an explanation.

"Daddy and I talked about this last week.  Let's face it.  You aren't exactly
strangers
to each other." 

Kymber nodded, understanding the reference.

Etienne continued.  "I guess what I'm trying to say is we love you very much
and,
speaking for both of us, we'd be happy if you'd join our little family."

This was more than the young woman could have ever hoped for!  She could feel
the
tears beginning to fall down her cheeks.  "I don't know what to say. . .," she
stammered.

Eti sat next to Kymber and held her.  "Just say  yes'," she said, lifting
Kymber's chin
and kissing her gently.

Kymber returned the kiss, her tongue darting into the other woman's inviting
mouth. 
A new feeling of fresh excitement replaced her fatigue as she allowed herself to
be
pressed onto the bed.  Their kisses became more intense as their hands started
to
explore each other's bodies.

"I've missed you," murmured Eti, her hands deftly unbuttoning Kymber's blouse to
expose her firm, full breasts.  Kymber could only lay back as Eti undid the lacy
material
of her bra, freeing the twin globes of flesh, her nipples hardening as the cool
air of the
room brushed across them - only to be replaced by the warm wetness of Eti's
mouth. 
Kymber gasped as the other woman's tongue flicked across the turgid button of
flesh. 
Eti relished the feel of Kymber's nipple between her lips, savoring the salty
taste of the
other woman's skin, feeling her own passions stirring as she immersed herself in
the
sweet flesh.

The two women paused just long enough to completely shed their restrictive
clothing. 
Once naked, Eti gathered Kymber into her arms, nibbling on the hot redhead's
delicately shaped earlobe.  As Eti's warm, moist breath sent more chills through
her,
Kymber busied herself with teasing Eti's large nipples until they were both
quite erect
and begging for more attention.

The afternoon sunlight bathed the two lovers with its warmth as the room quickly
filled
with the sounds of their passion.  Kymber positioned her bottom over Etienne's
open
mouth feeling a sharp thrill coursing through her as she felt the first probing
of the
other's tongue.  Eti lapped at the swelling pussy lips, her tongue parting the
shock of
red pubic hair covering Kymber's hidden entrance to flick teasingly across the
sensitive
clitoral bud, causing Kymber's knees to buckle slightly.  Giving in to the
sensations
offered by her lifelong friend, Kymber lowered her own mouth to Eti's dark bush
to
capture the large clitoris protruding prominently from between the shrouded cunt
lips,
feeling her own excitement increase as she captured it, feeling it grow harder
as her
tongue flew over the exposed head.

They sucked at each other with urgency as each remembered the little things
which 
pleased the other.  As Eti buried her tongue deeply into the gyrating flesh
above her,
she reached around and slowly inserted her slender finger into Kymber's ass
while
filling her dripping pussy with her thumb, smiling inwardly as she felt her
friend's twin
orifices spasm at the sudden invasion, causing the lust-filled woman to gasp.

Kymber ground her overheated sex onto Eti face as she went careening into her
first
orgasm, drenching the other woman's face with hot liquid.  "Oh, yes!  Yes!", she
cried
out as Eti's busy fingers coaxed another nerve shattering wave of pleasure out
of her. 
"Oh, take it, take it all!"

Etienne paused for a moment to catch her breath, giving Kymber the opening she
was
looking for to return the favor as she recaptured Eti's clit, sucking on it
hard.  Her head
moved furiously as she licked and nibbled at Eti's steaming flesh, causing the
darker
woman's hips to buck uncontrollably.

"This . . .  is . . .  oh, my . . .  so . . .  oh, good!" stammered Eti as
Kymber brought her
to the brink and shoved her over, the intense waves of pleasure crashing over
her
repeatedly.  As Eti gushed stream after stream of love juice, Kymber quickly
inserted
two fingers inside the orgasming woman, plunging them in and out of her just as
fast
as she could.  Etienne rewarded Kymber with another shower of juices, feeling
them
flow hotly over her hand.

Kymber rolled off an exhausted Eti, who was still trembling slightly in the
aftershocks
of orgasm and lay next to her, stopping along the way to suck a nipple between
her
lips and causing another bout of trembling.  Kymber leaned over and kissed Eti
deeply.

"You don't know how much I've missed you," she whispered to Eti, who was smiling
even as she drifted off to sleep.  Finding herself just as drained, Kymber
snuggled up
next to Etienne, thinking "It's good to be home. . . "

*   *   *

It was late when Lorne returned home.  Upon entering the house, he immediately
noticed how quiet it was.  Concerned, he went looking for his daughter and
friend. 
After checking the pool and kitchen, he went upstairs to Etienne's room - and
found
it empty.  The scientist scratched his head, wondering where they could have
gone,
since Eti's car was still in the garage.  On a hunch, he went to Kymber's room.
Peeking
into the open doorway, the sight of the two naked, sleeping women greeted him. 
Obviously, they had found something to do while he was gone.  Lorne found it
exciting
seeing them entwined together, feeling his cock begin to stir.  Sighing, he
covered the
sleeping beauties and left the room, closing the door gently behind him.


Part III, Chapter Four

Eti woke up finding herself unable to move.  Only partially aware of her
surroundings,
she tried to move the weight pressing against her, a moment of panic running
through
her as the weight shifted against her.  Cautiously, she opened her eyes,
blinking
against the harsh sunlight streaming into the room and her panic deepened.

"Where am I?" she asked herself.  "This isn't my room. . ."  Realization dawned
on her
and she looked to her right and saw Kymber dozing peacefully, her arms draped
across
Eti's mid-section.  The panic subsided as she recalled the events of - last
night? 
Clearing the last dregs of sleep from her brain, she gingerly moved Kymber's
arm,
causing her to stir slightly and rose from the bed to look at the clock.

"Ten in the morning," she mumbled to herself as she stretched.  "Good thing
today's
Saturday."  Now fully awake, Eti went to awaken her friend.  "Hey," she called
gently,
not wanting to startle her.  "Time to get up, lazy."  No response came from the
prone
beauty, so she shook her.  "Kymber?"

Kymber greeted her with a muffled grunt, so she shook her harder.  "Kymber!
Wake
up!"  This time, she could hear the young woman mutter, "Yeah, yeah.  I'm up." 
Satisfied, Eti left her friend's side and looked around the room, spotting the
remaining
unpacked baggage.  As Eti padded to the bathroom, she could hear Kymber sitting
up.

"Ooh, what time is it?" asked the groggy redhead as she stood, her legs not
quite
ready to hold her.  "Did we sleep all night?"

"Looks like it," Eti called out over the sound of running water.  "Come on,
let's get
cleaned up and tell Dad the good news!"

Kymber's reflection in the mirror frowned back at her.  "News?  What. . . oh.
THAT
news.  Eti?"

"Huh?" came the reply.

"Thanks for caring."

As Kymber entered the bathroom, Eti playfully threw a towel at her.  "We figured
that,
well, after all that's happened, you should be happy again."  She looked into
Kymber
emerald green eyes.  "Besides, we love you, Kymmie.  Now, into the shower with
you! 
I'll meet you downstairs in twenty minutes."

Watching the lithe Black woman leave the room, she couldn't shake the sudden
feeling
there was something different about Etienne.  Not being able to put her finger
on it,
she shrugged and stepped into the shower.


Part III, Chapter Five

Lorne looked up from his newspaper as Kymber and Eti bounded down the stairs. 
"Well, it's about time," he said.  "I was beginning to think you two would sleep
the day
away.  There's coffee in the kitchen if you want it."

"Later, Dad," replied Eti.  "Kymmie said yes!"  Lorne looked from Eti, who was
all smile,
to Kymber who looked embarrassed but positive.

Putting the paper down, he folded his hands before speaking.  "We thought about
this
for a long time, Kym.  It was obvious to me just how close the two of you are.
I know
how important you are to her."  Clearing his throat nervously, he continued.

"And, uh, there were my own feelings to think of."

Lorne remembered the night of the party and the months which followed, privately
relishing the other time he had made love to the redheaded bombshell.

*   *   *

Kymber had come by looking for Etienne one evening, a week following the now-
infamous party.  Lorne remembered the mixed feelings of embarrassment and
excitement as he told the incredibly beautiful young woman that Eti wasn't home.

"I don't know when she'll be back," he had said.  "Do you want to wait for
her?", he
added hopefully, remembering his first experience with this lovely creature.

Kymber was nervous.  "I suppose I can wait for a little while," she said,
painfully aware
of the feelings this man instilled in her. 

The two of them sat across from each other, neither wanting to be the first to
speak. 
Finally, Lorne spoke.

"Well!  I haven't seen you since the party."

This caused the young woman to look up sharply, her embarrassment showing
clearly
as the blush spread quickly across her face.

"Ah, well, yeah.  Dr. Williams . . . ," she stuttered.

"Lorne, please."

"Okay, uh, Lorne.  That was really some party huh?"  Kymber was dying to tell
him
why she was really there.

Clearing his throat and looking around the room, Lorne nervously replied, "Sure
was. 
How have you been since I last saw you?"  He winced slightly, remembering the
last
time he saw her, he was fucking her.  Hoping to clean up his gaff, he took a
deep
breath and said, "Sorry, Kymber."

"That's all right, Doctor - uh, Lorne."  With an easiness she didn't feel, she
climbed out
on a metaphorical limb.  "You were really something."

Clearly flustered, Lorne said.  "Uh, yeah.  Thanks."

The room grew quiet again - you could feel the tension in the air as they tried
to avoid
looking at each other.

"Lorne?"

"Yes?"

"I didn't actually come over to see Eti."

"Really?  Why are you here?"

"I, um, came to see you."

Lorne shifted uncomfortably in his chair and tried to hide the erection making a
tent
in his pants.  The thought of making love to this young beauty again was more
than
he could have hoped for.  He smiled back at Kymber.

"Do I have to ask why?", he quipped, hoping they were sharing the same thoughts.

Kymber glanced back at him, her embarrassment causing her to turn a deeper shade
of red.  Although he had shifted his position in the chair, she could still see
the huge
bulge of his erection straining against his clothing.  The damp heat between her
legs
made her squirm uncomfortably.

"This is stupid," Lorne thought and came to a decision.  Standing, he held out
his hand
to Kymber.  "I don't think we need to say anymore, do we?"

Excited further by the huskiness of his voice, Kymber shook her head and, taking
his
hand, allowed Lorne to lead her upstairs.  As she entered the bedroom behind
him, she
thought "I can't believe I'm doing this!"  Lorne interrupted any further
thoughts as the
handsome Black doctor's lips closed on hers, his tongue probing her mouth
gently, but
with an urgency which wouldn't be denied.  She inhaled his scent deeply, feeling
the
heat building inside her, clinging to him tightly as his lips caressed her neck.

Kymber felt herself lifted by strong arms as Lorne carried her to the bed.  He
stood
over her for a moment, his coffee-black eyes locked onto hers as he began to
undress
her.  Kymber tingled in anticipation as he removed her blouse and bra, massaging
the
firm flesh with his hands, before peeling away her skirt.  Clad only in
sea-green silk
panties, she watched as Lorne removed his shirt, absently licking her lips at
the sight
of his hairless chest.

Lorne undressed quickly, glad to have his swollen manhood finally free from its
cloth
prison, eased himself into Kymber's open arms.  Their lips met again, turning up
the
heat another notch.  Moving down her body, he flicked his tongue across each
nipple
in turn, causing the fleshy buttons to grow harder, before continuing down
across her
flat stomach.  Kymber's breathing was becoming faster as she felt his tongue
slip
under the waistband of her panties.  She reached down to remove them; Lorne
stopped her.

"No, don't," he whispered, pressing her back gently.  He could feel the heat of
her sex
through the flimsy material as he nuzzled her mound, rubbing his face against
the
spreading patch of wetness there.  Her scent was musky and intoxicating as he
exposed the tangle of flaming red hair, snaking his tongue between the puffy
lips. 
Kymber spread her long legs wider, giving him greater access to her center as he
lapped the tangy, salty dewdrops from her, increasing the flames of passion
which
were threatening to consume her.

With a smooth motion, Lorne turned himself.  Placing one hand under her bottom
and
lifting her, he removed the thin material surrounding her sex.  He lifted her to
his
mouth and drank deeply of her essence, his tongue covering every square inch of
her
overheated flesh.  She began thrusting her hips against his hot mouth as he
sucked
her enlarged, clitoris, running his tongue in quick circles around the sensitive
head. 
Kymber was breathing harder and faster as he fucked his tongue inside her,
feeling his
invading flesh spreading her with its passage before returning to savage her
clit.

As Lorne drove a pair of crossed fingers into her steaming cave, Kymber reached
up,
filling her hand with his throbbing erection.  She pulled the head toward her
waiting
mouth using her tongue to wipe the large, crystal-clear dewdrop from the slit of
his
cock before clamping her mouth around the bulbous head.  Lorne gasped at the new
sensation and doubled his efforts, feeling the delicious heat and wetness of her
mouth.

Kymber sucked on the spongy head of his shaft, enjoying the feel of it.  Working
her
way down the thick shaft, her tongue traced along the large veins that ran the
full
length of him, cupping sac feeling the delightful heaviness there.  She could
feel his
tongue and fingers working in concert to push her over the edge.  As she came,
she
ground herself against him, riding out the pleasure wave he masterfully created
within
her.

Lorne was having his own problems.  Between Kymber's twitching spurting love
center
and the maddening ache in his balls, he was beyond reason.  He slowly wiped the
back
of his hand across his face, wet with her copious flow and positioned himself at
her
entrance.

"Yes, yes!" she cried.  "Give it to me!"  She punctuated her demands by jerking
her
hips upwards to meet his thick shaft, giving a squeal of delight as his cock
knob split
her sex.  Lorne groaned in ecstasy as he slid deep into her until he felt the
entrance
to her womb.  Once fully impaled, he stopped, savoring the delicious tightness
that
surrounded him.  He could feel the tremors that ran through the stretched inner
walls
against his hot shaft.  Kymber's wide green eyes were wild with lust as she dug
her
fingers into his back.

"No!  No!  Don't stop now!" she moaned feverishly.  "Finish it . . .  finish
me!"

Lorne withdrew until just the head remained inside her before plunging deep
inside
her.  Feeling crazed with lust, he filled her tightness repeatedly with long
strokes that
slurped obscenely with their combined juices.  He could feel Kymber bucking
under him
wildly as she succumbed to her second orgasm, her eyes screwed tightly shut
against
the onslaught of pleasure.  Unable to withstand the incredible pressure building
inside
his seed-filled sac, he rammed into her yielding flesh as his cock swelled
inside her.

A brilliant flash of white light flashed behind his eyes as he erupted inside
her, spilling
his seed into her in great spurts.  Each pulse sent an intense current of
pleasure
through him, overloading his tortured senses as he emptied his love into Kymber.
. . 

*   *   *

"...glad that you both feel this way.  I know I'll be very happy here." Kymber's
words
snapped Lorne out of his daydream.  Etienne was looking at him closely, having
noticed
the glazed look that fell over him a moment ago.  "What was he thinking about?"
she
wondered.

"Yes, well, welcome to the family!", he managed to say, his voice a little
thick.  "Okay! 
If there's nothing else, I've got some work to do.  I'll see you two later."

Lorne Williams left the room - a bit too quick, thought Eti.  Turning to her
"sister," she
asked.  "What do you want to do after we eat?", watching until she heard the
patio
door slide closed.  Before Kymber could answer, Eti silenced her with a finger
across
her lips.

"There's something we have to discuss," she whispered.


Part III, Chapter Six

"You're what!"  Kymber sat in the chair so hard her teeth clicked.  "Pregnant?
How .
. ."  Realizing the silliness of her question, Kymber shook her head.  "Does
your father
know?"

Etienne had been smiling - right until that question.  Sighing, she sat on the
edge of
her bed.  "No," she replied.  "I haven't told him yet."  Kymber could see that
Eti was
having trouble deciding how and when she was going to tell her father that,
well, he
was going to be a father.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Oh, I don't know!  I don't know how he's going to react and, frankly, I'm
afraid." 

Kymber moved to sit next to her.  "Listen.  You want me to tell him?", she
asked,
knowing Eti would prefer to tell him herself - but also letting Eti know she
didn't have
to face the announcement alone.

Eti smiled.  "No - but thanks anyway.  Hey, I appreciate the offer, though."

"How far along are you?"

"As close as I can figure it, two months.  I've got an appointment to see Dr.
Edwards
on Tuesday and I suppose she'll tell me all the details then."

"Oh, Eti!  I'm so happy for you!"  Kymber said as she leaned over to hug the new
mother-to-be. 

Sighing, Etienne said, "Now the only thing I have to do is tell Dad."  Without
warning,
Eti began to giggle.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing!"  More giggles.  "I'm having my father's baby.  Does this mean I'm
giving
birth to my own brother or sister - and is he a father and grandfather, too?"
Peals of
laughter erupted from Etienne and, after thinking about it, Kymber joined in the
laughter.

"So, - a giggle - are you going to tell him?"

Etienne wiped the tears from her eyes.  "After dinner," she sniffed.  Regaining
their
composure, the two women looked at each other.  And burst out laughing . . . 


Part III, Chapter Seven

In the yard, Lorne had just finished mowing the lawn when he heard the
hysterical
laughter flowing from Etienne's room.  Puzzled, he wondered what they'd found so
funny - and gave up after a few moments.  He shook his head, thinking no matter
how
old they got, girls would always be girls.

Putting the mower away, he went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of
lemonade, the tangy sweetness sending a rush of coolness through him as he
drained
and refilled the glass.  He sat at the table and pondered the situation.

On one side there's Etienne.  Though they'd been lovers for three years, it
never failed
to amaze him at how natural and right it felt, especially since she resembled
her
mother in so many ways.  It had taken him a while to get used to their
incestuous
relationship but he managed, remembering Eti's words to him.

"Dad, I know I could never replace Mom.  I know how much she meant to you. 
Nevertheless, we have each other now and, since we have this love, things could
never
be wrong." 

On the other side, there's Kymber.  He knew that she'd need all the love and
support
she could get now that Geoff was gone.  Lewdly, he thought that having two hot
and
desirable women around would be fun.  Just the mere thought of doing both of
them
had his cock stirring.

*   *   *

They filled dinner with the usual small talk found at most tables - except the
topics
were quite different.  Kymber, having spent the afternoon unpacking and putting
away
stuff, was regaling Etienne with her version of the second time she and Lorne
had
made love.  Lorne was doing his best ostrich impression as Eti looked at him
with
astonishment written on her lovely visage.

"Dad," she said with mock sternness.  "You never told me about you and Kymber.
You
dirty old man!"  Eti got up, taking empty plates to the sink.  "Hmpf.  Let you
out of my
sight for one moment and what happens?"  Kymber was doing her best not to add to
Lorne's plight by laughing.

"And you, young lady," Eti said, waggling a finger at her friend.  "Once wasn't
enough
for you, eh?  I just don't know what to do with you!"

Lorne couldn't resist.  "You didn't say that last night, now did you?"  Kymber
blushed -
a dark crimson - and Eti was speechless.  "Hm," he chuckled, "Obviously not."
He
ducked as a dish towel went sailing over his head and beat a hasty retreat to
the living
room with Eti and Kymber hot on his heels.

Lorne came to an abrupt stop and threw up his hands.  "I surrender!"

Eti and Kymber took seats on the plush sofa while Lorne made himself comfortable
in
his favorite chair.  "So, ladies!  What's on the agenda for this evening?
Anyone up for
a movie?"

The two young women exchanged looks.  "Well?" asked Kymber.  "What are you
waiting for?"  Eti remained silent.

Lorne looked from one to the other before asking, "What's going on?"  In the
silence
which followed, he watched as Kymber was gesturing frantically in Eti's
direction while
the latter really looked as if she'd rather be somewhere else.

A hint of sternness crept into his voice.  "Okay, out with it.  Is there
something I
should know?"

"I'll say," Kymber mysteriously replied.

Etienne finally spoke.  "Dad, there's something I have to tell you."  Lorne
crossed his
arms and waited for her to continue.

"Dad, do you love me?"

"Of course, Peaches.  Why do you ask?"  Lorne was beginning to get the feeling
he
wasn't going to like the answer.

"I just wanted to know.  That's all."  Kymber rolled her eyes to look at the
ceiling.

"Now, why don't I believe you?"

Kymber jumped in.  "You want me to tell him?"  Etienne shook her head
vigorously.

"Tell me what?", asked Lorne, his confusion growing.

Etienne looked directly at her father.  "She wants to know if I want her to tell
you . .
.  that I'm pregnant."

As if he didn't hear her, he said, "You're what?"

"Pregnant."  Eti slid closer to Kymber, who put an arm around her.

Realization hit Lorne like the proverbial ton of bricks.  "Pregnant.  Pregnant!?
Oh, Lord
. . . "

Kymber was smiling.  "Isn't it wonderful?"

Clearly rocked by this announcement, Lorne stood and began pacing the spacious
room.  His emotions were running wild, sending him careening from one extreme to
another at the speed of thought.

"Pregnant," he repeated absently.  He looked up.  "But, how . . . , I mean, your
pills
. . ."

"They didn't work," Eti supplied, her worried expression speaking volumes.

Lorne sat on the arm of the chair, his face reflecting the shock of Eti's
announcement. 
"I don't know what to say," he said with great uncertainty.  "I'm not sure how I
feel
right now," he confessed.  "This is a great moment, but . . ."  He turned to
face his
daughter.  "Honey, are you sure?"

Eti, regaining her composure, nodded.  "Yes, I'm sure.  I've got an appointment
with
Dr. Edwards.  I hope you're not angry with me."

"Angry?  No, Peaches!  I'm not angry.  I'm just . . .  surprised!"  Lorne
crossed to
where Eti and Kymber were sitting.  Kneeling, he held Eti's hands, feeling them
tremble.  "However, I can't think about that right now.  There are more
important
matters to discuss."

"Like how I'm going to explain being pregnant to everyone, right?"  As far as
anyone
knew, Eti wasn't seeing anyone socially.

"Making sure that we have a healthy baby, too."  Both Kymber and Eti nodded at
this. 
As a geneticist, Lorne was all too aware of the possibility of genetic defects
occurring. 
Over the last year, Lorne had done as much research as he could on the subject
of
incest.  One thing he learned was incestual pregnancies did not always produce
genetic
monstrosities.  He even found an incest help line on the Internet and finding
their
advice and support more than helpful, corresponded with them frequently to gain
useful information which eventually helped them become the loving family they
were
now.

Kymber spoke.  "Well!  Now that it's out in the open, what can I do to help?"

Both Lorne and Etienne smiled at Kymber.  "For a start, " Eti began, "You can go
with
me to the doctor's office - then we can go shopping!"  As the ladies discussed
their
plans, Lorne stood and looked around the room, thinking of how pleasant having a
baby in the house again would be.

"This calls for a celebration," he declared.  "Where should we go and what
should we
do?"


Part III, Chapter Eight

Etienne felt vulnerable as the speculum invaded her, wincing at the discomfort
as it
opened her for inspection.

"Okay, that part's done," came Dr. Edwards' voice.  "You can relax for a
moment."

"You know, I really hate this," Eti said, her voice tight.  She tried to adjust
her position
in the stirrups to make herself as comfortable as possible.

"I know you do, dear.  Now be still.  I'll be done in a moment."  Donning a pair
of
gloves, Dr. Edwards began her internal exam.  After what was an eternity, Eti
felt the
hand withdraw, followed by the sound of gloves coming off.  She was relieved
when Dr.
Edwards removed the speculum, leaving her strangely empty and a bit queasy.

"Well, there's no doubt that you're going to have a baby.  Congratulations are
in order. 
Everything looks and feels fine."

Struggling to sit up, Etienne asked "How far along am I?"

"Oh, I'd say about three months, give or take a day or two.  We'll know more
when the
rest of the tests come back.  We should schedule you for an ultrasound in
another few
weeks."

Eti listened to the doctor's voice as she dressed while thinking there was a lot
to
remember when you're pregnant - appointments, vitamins, diet, exercise, the
delivery
date, things to do before and after . . .   The list was growing every day!

The doctor continued.  "You've been pretty lucky not having morning sickness, so
I
won't have to prescribe anything for nausea.  Are there any other questions?"

"No, I think you've answered most of them.  See you in a couple of weeks!"

After dropping Kymber off at home, Eti drove to the lab.  She couldn't help
thinking
about how her life was changing.  Already, she could feel the changes her body
was
undergoing; her breasts were fuller, heavier and much more sensitive than usual.
She
thought having her father or Kymber sucking on her nipples would be quite an
experience.  Eti absently patted her stomach as if confirming the presence of
the bulge
growing there.

She remembered the doctor's words about how her moods may rapidly change from
one moment to the next because of the hormonal changes taking place inside her. 
While sitting at a traffic light, she closed her eyes and could somehow sense
the child
growing in her womb.

As she pulled into the lab's parking complex, Etienne reminded herself that
she'd have
to put in for maternity leave and to leave a message with Kathy in human
relations. 
She allowed herself a wry grin, thinking to have a baby sure meant filing out a
lot of
forms!  Stepping off the elevator, Kymber and the other women she worked with
greeted Eti - and the looks on their faces told her a certain green-eyed redhead
had
let the cat out of the bag.

As they gathered around Eti to offer their congratulations, she gave Kymber a
withering stare.  Kymber smiled and shrugged.  "Sorry, Eti - I just couldn't
keep it to
myself!"  When everyone returned to their tasks, Eti motioned Kymber into an
empty
office.

"Kymmie," she began, "I'm not mad - it's just that I don't want to have to
answer a lot
of questions about, ahem, who the father is, if you know what I mean."  Etienne
could
tell by Kymber's shocked expression she hadn't thought about that.

"Oh, no!  I just forgot!"

Before the emerald-eyed beauty could start kicking herself, Eti said, "Hey!
Don't do
this to yourself - no harm, no foul, okay?"  She gave her friend a quick hug.
"We'll talk
about it on the way home."

*   *   *

Eti was relaxing in the passenger seat as Kymber navigated through the rush hour
traffic.  The reception at the office and plans for a baby shower had prompted
many
questions about the father of the baby.  Eti had done her best to deflect most
of the
questions, telling her coworkers his identity wasn't important.  Eti knew her
evasiveness would spark many a rumor and, eventually, her father would hear of
them.

Eti sighed, knowing her father would be concerned about these rumors - but she
thought it could work to their advantage.  The people at the lab would be so
busy
trying to identify the mystery father that no one would suspect Lorne.

Kymber broke through her thinking.  "Eti, I'm really sorry about this.  You know
I
didn't do it on purpose."

"I know, I know.  We have to be careful; if anyone were to find out, my God,
there
would be more trouble than we could ever deal with."  Kymber nodded somberly,
lapsing into silence.

Secretly, she envied Etienne's condition; she had tried getting pregnant by her
father -
but the accident had made sure it would never happen.  Tears welled in her eyes
as
she thought about the last time they had made love.

Kymber had recognized how the party had changed her life.  There was the love
growing inside her for Lorne Williams; the handsome Black man had awakened
something within her.  Thus, Kymber had planned her visit to see him.  She had
left
Lorne feeling more in love with him, her craving for him momentarily sated.

*   *   *

Alone in her room, she undressed and stretched out across the bed, concentrating
on
the feeling deep inside her, warm like a banked coal.  Her fingers went to her
mound
and spread her ample lips there.  A delicious tingle fluttered through her as
her fingers
touched the still-sensitive bud of her clitoris.  As she was about to explore
further, she
heard a tap at her door.  "Hi, Dad," she called out.

Geoff Levin stuck his head in.  "Hi, Kymmie - I thought I heard you come in."
Entering
the room, noticing her state of undress.  "Am I interrupting something?"  Taking
in her
firm young body caused a stirring inside him.

"No, Dad," she answered.  "I was just laying here thinking."

"About what, Princess?"

"Lorne Williams.  I just came from his house."

"Really?  How's Eti?"

"I don't know; she wasn't there."

"Then, why . . ."  Geoff began, feeling a brief pang of jealousy.

"I think you know why," was the shameless reply.

"I see."  Despite his calm statement, a seed of hot passion was growing inside
him as
he thought about his friend and his daughter.

Kymber propped herself up on her elbows, hearing the tone of his voice.  "Oh,
Daddy,
please don't be upset."

"I thought that, well, after the party we, um . . ."

"Daddy, I love you and we've been having some great fun together, but I love
him,
too."

Geoff sighed as he sat next to his flame-haired daughter.  "I think I
understand.  Was
it worth it?"

"Daddy, he was magnificent!"  Tactfully, she added.  "He makes me feel the same
way
you do!"  It hadn't been hard to figure out the older Levin's feelings were
stinging.  Her
words worked as Geoff relaxed.  "Oh, come here!" she said, opening her arms.

Geoff fell into her warm embrace and they kissed.  He reached between them and
began kneading the creamy, fleshy globes of her breasts, running his thumbs
across
the stiffening buds of her nipples.

"Ooooh that feels good," the younger Levin cooed, feeling the warmth spreading
through her.  Her own hand had found the growing bulge in his pants and she gave
it
a loving squeeze.  Geoff raised himself slightly to help Kymber undo his pants,
never
taking his mouth from the nipple he was teasing with his teeth.

"Ah, there it is!" she exclaimed as her father's erection popped free, the head
red and
angry-looking as it continued to fill with his hot blood.  Geoff let out a groan
of
displeasure as Kymber sat up, her nipple falling from between his lips.  Bending
her
head to his phallus, Kymber noted while not as thick and long as Lorne's, it was
just
as beautiful.  She lowered her mouth to him, her tongue flicking around the knob
and
feeling him throb in her hand.

"Oh, baby," he moaned as she slipped more of his cock into her luscious, wet
mouth. 
Opening his eyes slightly, he took in the sight of Kymber's head bobbing.  As
she
sucked him, Kymber's thick red hair moved like flowing lava.  Her lips formed a
tight
seal which sent wave after wave of pleasure through him.  He reached out and
grabbed
her leg, signaling to her allow him some fun.

Kymber complied, lowering her now-drenched pussy onto his face.  She was still
tender
from her session with Lorne and it just added to her excitement.  Even the light
touches of his breath were enough to drive her insane.  Geoff nuzzled his face
into her
hot sex, tasting the juices flowing from her.  He could taste the remnants of
Lorne's
seed and it excited him further as he drove his tongue into the flesh of his
flesh,
causing her to grind her bottom against his face.

Father and daughter sucked and licked at each other, both lost in their private
pleasure.  Geoff had found Kymber's erect clit, idly thinking how small it was
compared
to Etienne Williams'.  He could see it protruding from its sheath, pulsing with
every
beat of her heart and went back to sucking it.  Gently at first, then with great
urgency,
he tongued her love button.  Kymber gasped at the sudden attack and lifted her
mouth
from him, rocking her firm ass against him while holding on to his erect member.

"Yes, yes," she hissed.  "Suck me!"  Geoff responded by increasing his speed and
inserting a finger into his daughter's pussy.  "Ooh, Daddy, I'm gonna do it!"
Geoff
braced himself, feeling her canal contracting against his finger.  "NO!" she
screamed
as her orgasm claimed her, the juice flowing from her.  She collapsed, feeling
the
throbbing heat of his cock against her cheek.  "Don't stop, don't
stopdon'tstopdon't..."

She lapsed into silence as the second wave flowed over her.  Geoff face was wet
and
abraded from the thick growth of auburn as she ground her sex into his face,
cutting
off his breathing for a moment.  A moment of delicious panic hit him as the
young
beauty continued to ride his mouth, her words inaudible with his head trapped
firmly
between her legs.

Realizing his plight, Kymber reluctantly removed her steaming pussy from his
face. 
"Sorry," she muttered as she positioned herself over his rod.  Geoff was gasping
for
breath as, in one swift movement, his daughter impaled herself on his maleness.

"Your turn," she said, smiling evilly.  Without giving him a chance to recover,
she
began riding his stiff pole, slamming down on it until their pubic bones ground
together.  "Oh, yeah," she sighed, as she leaned forward to allow her father to
fill her
hot flesh.  The feeling of being spread open delighted her as she listened to
the wet
sounds their bodies were making.

"Come on, give it to me," she said.  "Give me your sperm, Daddy."

Geoff was doing his best to hold back, never wanting the moment to end.
However,
she was too hot and wet, clenching her vaginal muscles against his thickness and
Geoff
knew he'd be unable to hold back the tide.

"Fill me with it - come on - cream me!"  Her pleas were becoming more strident
as she
pounded her bottom against him, her breasts jiggling crazily.

Geoff could feel his sac tighten, an almost painful sensation.  His cock grew
thick inside
her and the first spurts of his love began to jet from him.  "Yes!" Kymber
squealed as
she felt the hot sticky fluid coat her insides.  Geoff grimaced as his cock
continued to
pulse inside her - he had never experienced such an intense orgasm before.

Without warning, Kymber rose from him and plunged her mouth over his
still-spasming
tool, catching the last few spurts of cream on her tongue.  She savored the
saltiness
of his essence as she swallowed the pearly fluid.

*   *   *

"You missed the turn."

"Huh?"  Etienne's voice had startled Kymber.  "I did what?"

She turned to find Etienne staring at her, a whimsical look on her face.  "The
turn into
the development.  You missed it."

"Oh, hell," she said, the embarrassment causing her to blush.  She pulled over,
looked
around, and made an U-turn.  "I don't know what I was thinking about," she said,
more
to herself than to her passenger.

Eti was smiling broadly.  "I don't know either, but it had to be something.  Are
you
okay?"

Her blush deepened.  "Yeah, I'm okay."  Kymber drove up the driveway in silence.
She
pulled into the garage and killed the engine.

Lorne entered the garage.  "Is everything okay?" he asked.  "I saw you drive by
and
wondered if anything was wrong."

Eti was laughing.  "I think somebody was a million miles away, thinking nasty
thoughts.  You should have seen her nipples!  They were about to tear a hole in
her
blouse!"  Kymber flashed Eti a "later for you" look.  "They were not!" she
protested.

Lorne looked at both women, scratching his head.  "Come on inside - dinner's
ready." 
The two lovlies followed him, giggling.

After dinner, Lorne listening patiently as Etienne told him of her visit with
Dr. Edwards. 
"That's good news," he said.  "Did she ask about whom the father is?"  Concern
etched
his dark features.

"Not really," Eti answered.  "She was more concerned with making sure everything
was
fine."

As the two talked and made plans for the new arrival, Kymber was beginning to
hatch
a plan of her own.


Part III, Chapter Nine

Kymber gasped in delight as the thick, unyielding tool penetrated her deeply.
She
looked up into the brown eyes of her lover and smiled appreciatively.  "Oh, this
is too
much," she said as Lorne slid deeper into her steaming snatch.  Beside her,
Etienne
watched intently as her father pleasured the sensuous redhead.  She sighed with
contentment, feeling her father's seed trickling from her.  He had, moments
earlier,
taken her from behind, bringing her quickly to orgasm while flooding her with
his thick,
gooey spunk.  Being seven months pregnant and not wanting to do any damage, Eti
found she really enjoyed being loved in this position.

Now sated, she watched as her father's thick cock was pounding Kymber.  Eti
leaned
over and captured a nipple, causing Kymber to moan loudly and feeling Kymber's
body
rocked each time Lorne thrust into her.  Kymber was thinking she'd never been
loved
so much in her life as the grunting, sweating man filled her pussy, spreading
her wide. 
An orgasm shot through her, taking her completely by surprise.  Her mouth
opened,
only to be filled with Eti's tongue.

As they kissed, Kymber reached out and touched the swollen curves of Eti's
stomach,
thinking of how sexy it felt.  Etienne broke the kiss, feeling the warm touch of
Kymber's hand.  Rising, she dangled her milk-filled breast before the
emerald-eyed
beauty, offering her open lips a nipple.  Kymber lifted her head to it and
sucked into
her mouth - and was rewarded with a splash of milk, which she drank greedily. 
Etienne moaned lowly as Kymber suckled her, feeling warm and loved.  She freed
her
nipple, hearing Kymber's groan of protest and changed her position.

Eti offered Kymber a view of her distended belly as the mother-to-be lowered her
freshly fucked pussy onto her mouth.  Kymber lapped at the sperm that was still
leaking from the gaping pink slash before sucking that large and lovely clit
into her
mouth.  Eti cooed with contentment, leaning forward to plant a wet kiss on her
father's
lips as he worked inside Kymber.

The three lovers moved together, filling the room with the sounds of their
passion. 
Eti's orgasm crashed into her senses, causing her hot juices to splash against
the
energetic mouth under her.  Again sated, she rolled carefully off Kymber's
juice-
drenched face and knelt to kiss the glistening droplets from her flushed cheeks.

Lorne's senses were near an overload at the sight before him.  He continued to
plow
into Kymber's snatch with stuttering strokes as he approached the climax.  He
let out
a groan as he felt his cock swell inside the tight, hot woman, his seed spilling
into her
copiously.

"Ahhhhhhh!" he cried as jet after jet of pearly spunk flowed from him, painting
Kymber
vaginal walls with love.  Feeling the spasming maleness inside her, Kymber
clamped
down on his tool with her vaginal muscles - as Eti suggested - wringing another
cry of
pleasure from Lorne, who was beginning to grow soft inside her.

Drained, Lorne withdrew and flopped down between the two women.  "I am truly
blessed," he said as they snuggled next to him.  Exhausted, Lorne and Eti
drifted off
into a blissful sleep, but Kymber remained awake, nestled in the comforting
embrace
of Lorne's arm.

"This should do it," she thought, feeling Lorne's seed trickling from her.  For
a moment,
she felt guilty; she had deliberately stopped taking her birth control pills
some time
ago, finally succumbing to the twinge of jealousy she experienced whenever she
looked
at Etienne.  Guilt was joined by its cousin, Selfishness, causing Kymber to
shiver
slightly.  She wanted to share in the obvious joy Etienne was experiencing in
her
pregnancy.

Not that Lorne was focusing solely on his pregnant daughter; he would
consistently
shower both of them with equal attention and love.  Kymber wanted to show her
love
in another way, however.  So far, Lorne had given her more than she could ever
hope
for:  love, security, tenderness and, oh, yes, plenty of hot, delicious sex.
Now she
wanted to give him something in return.

She looked across the expanse of Lorne's chest to her friend, sister, and lover.
Kymber
had at first been reluctant to reveal her plan to Etienne, fearing that the
other would
react badly.  It surprised Kymber when Eti agreed that it would be the perfect
gift for
Kymber to give him.

"It would make you happier, wouldn't it?" Eti had asked while secretly wondering
what
had taken Kymber so long in deciding to have her father's baby.

"I look at you every day, see your happiness, and want it for myself, too."
Kymber
looked into her friend's hazel eyes.  "If I'm being selfish, I'm sorry."  She
shook her
head, causing her thick red mane to cascade across her shoulders.

Eti had reached out and toyed with the flame-red ringlets.  "No, Kymmie, I don't
think
you're being selfish.  You love him just as much as I do."

Lorne's gentle snoring brought Kymber to the here and now.  Silently, she prayed
that
after all the times they'd made love, this would be the time which would allow
her to
present the man she loved with the fruits of her womb.  She remembered her
frustration as month after month, her cycle would start, signaling that her
efforts had,
so far, failed.  Eti and Kymber planned this night of love, both women knowing
that
Kymber next cycle was due to begin within the next couple of days.  Kymber
drifted
off to sleep, her last thought being one of hope for the future.


Part III, Chapter Ten

"Hurry up, will you?", said Eti, going into Kymber's bathroom.  Kymber was
sitting on
the edge of the bathtub, looking sad as she held the tray of the home test. 
Immediately, Etienne's heart fell.  They had both been certain Kymber had
conceived,
especially since Kymber was now a week late.

"Oh, babe," she said as she eased her bulky form next to Kymber.  "I'm sorry.
This
is two months in a row!"

Kymber looked up, locking her jade-hewed gaze onto Eti's.  The lovely redhead
broke
into a wide smile.  "You may be sorry, but I'm not!" she said, triumph clearly
in her
voice as she held up the results.  Bright blue.  Pregnant.

"You tricked me!", Eti scolded, playfully punching Kymber in the arm.

Kymber stood, placing the test on the sink, turning to help Eti stand.  "Come
on,
chubby, let's go tell him the good news!"

"Chubby?  Who are you calling chubby?" asked Etienne.  She knew that her time
was
coming soon as she looked in the mirror as she passed.  Her breasts were so full
and
heavy, as was her belly.  For months, she'd felt the baby moving around inside
her, not
knowing if it was a boy or girl.  Dr. Edwards had offered to tell her, of
course, but she
had declined, not really wanting to know until she delivered.

So far, there were no signs of any abnormalities, something that had concerned
all
three of them.  During one examination, Eti had aroused Dr. Edwards' suspicions
with
her nervousness.

"Why are you so concerned?  I've told you that everything is going well," the
woman
had asked her.  Realizing her mistake, Eti had explained that the baby's father
was
diabetic and she was naturally concerned if it was causing any problems for the
baby. 
The doctor looked back at her skeptically but said nothing.

Lorne had just come in.  Wearily, he tossed his jacket on the back of the chair.
"Hi,
everyone!" he called out.  Kymber was watching Eti descend the staircase, making
sure
she didn't fall when she stopped abruptly, a look of utter surprise crossing her
features.

"Uh, oh."  Eti's voice was tight with pain.  "Something's happening!"  Kymber
and
Lorne ran to her as she gingerly sat.  Another contraction hit her, feeling like
someone
had taken her insides and twisted them.  "It's time."

Kymber and Lorne looked at each other for a long moment, before erupting into a
flurry of activity. 

"Kymber, go up and grab her bag - then call Dr. Edwards!" Lorne instructed as he
ran
toward the garage.

"Right!  On my way!", she responded stepping carefully around Eti before bolting
up
the stairs, returning with the overnight bag.

Eti was trying to stand.  "Oh, no, you don't!", cried Kymber, grabbing her
friend's arm
and guiding her to the chair.  "Try to relax - and don't forget to breathe!" She
dialed
Dr. Edwards' number.  "Hello?  Yes.  Dr. Edwards please; it's an emergency!"  As
she
waited for the doctor to come on line, Kymber patted her foot impatiently.

"Hello, Dr. Edwards?  This is Kymber Levin, a friend of Etienne Williams.  Huh?
Yes,
she's having contractions. . . hold on."  She covered the mouthpiece and asked
Eti,
"How far apart?"  Pain cut Eti's reply short as another contraction wracked her
body. 
Gasping for breath, Eti held up five fingers.

"About five minutes apart!" she said.  "Okay. . .  okay. . .  right.  We're on
our way!" 
Kymber was hanging up the phone as Lorne burst through the front door.

"The car's out front!  What did the doctor say?"  Lorne was excited, breathing
hard.

"She'll meet us at the hospital," answered Kymber, all thoughts of telling Lorne
her
news temporarily forgotten.  After retrieving Etienne's bag from her room, they
managed to get Eti into the car, having to stop every couple of steps as another
white-
hot bolt of pain made its presence felt.  Finally, they got underway for the
hospital. 
Kymber drove while Lorne tried to comfort Eti.

"Oh, Daddy," she cried.  "It hurts so badly!"  Lorne was helpless, not really
knowing
what to say.

"Hang in there, Peaches," looking out the windshield.  "Kymber will have us
there in
a couple of minutes."

Etienne smiled weakly at her father and gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.
Bravely,
she said "Hey, stop worrying.  You'll do just fine!"

That got a wry smile from Lorne.  "I'm proud of you and I love you very much,"
he
said.  He felt the car suddenly decelerate.  Looking up, he saw that they were
at the
hospital; Kymber had already shut off the engine and was heading for the
entrance,
waving frantically at someone wearing a white coat. 

As Lorne began the arduous task of helping Eti from the car, he could see Kymber
pointing in his direction and the white-coat's reaction, grabbing a nearby
wheelchair
and running toward them.

"Help is on the way, Peaches," he said, stepping aside for the orderly.  A pair
of nurses
had arrived with Kymber and immediately took charge of the situation.  Placing a
groaning Eti into the chair, the orderly and one nurse hustled her off, while
the
remaining nurse sidled up to him.

"Are you the father?"  Taking him by the arm, the nurse continued.  "We have to
get
some information while we get things ready."

Lorne nodded numbly, not noticing the warning look Kymber was giving him, as the
nurse guided him through the maze of curious onlookers.

Kymber followed, wanting to get to Lorne before he said something that would get
him
into trouble, catching up with him as he sat at the nurse's station answering
questions. 
She skidded to a halt just as the nurse was again asking, "You're the father,
right?" 
Lorne's mouth opened to speak and Kymber jabbed him in the back with a finger,
her
eyes flashing.  Confused, Lorne looked at Kymber then back at the nurse,
realization
dawning on him.

"Well, I'm her father," he finally said, stressing the 'her' in his answer.  The
nurse, not
understanding what was going on, shrugged before returning to filling out the
form.

"Okay.  We can get the rest of this later; right now, we need to get you
scrubbed and
into a gown."  As he was whisked away, Lorne looked back at Kymber helplessly.


Part III, Chapter Eleven

Eti looked around the cold, sterile room, watching the busy, yet controlled
activity
taking place around her.  She was tired with the effort of breathing and dealing
with
the pain which stabbed at her with increased frequency.

"Hi, there!  How are we doing?"  Eti turned her head slowly, looking up at the
masked
face of Dr. Edwards.

"You're just a tad bit early, but that's okay.  Now, I want you to relax as much
as you
can - we've got some work ahead of us."

Eti closed her eyes, feeling a little more confident knowing that the doctor was
there. 
She grimaced, feeling unusually full.  Another intense pain ripped through her,
causing
her breath to catch in her chest.  Simultaneously, she was dimly aware of an
incredible
wet feeling that suddenly appeared between her legs.

"Water's broken," a disembodied voice was saying.

Etienne was scared, feeling alone and helpless.  She could feel the tears
beginning to
gather in her eyes when a strong hand took hers.  Blinking away the blinding
fluids,
she looked up into her father's eyes.  Although the mask hid his lower face, she
could
tell he was smiling.

"How's it going?" he asked.

"So far, so good."  Eti knew that she could really relax now - the man she loved
was
with her.  "You look like a doctor."

Lorne laughed softly.  "I am a doctor, remember?"  Eti grinned sheepishly
despite the
now constant contractions.  "That's okay - you've got enough to worry about.
Just
relax."  Lorne said as they motioned him to one side as they continued to get
Etienne
ready.

"Oh, God!"  Eti screamed, the pain causing her to grip her father's hand with an
incredible strength, so tight Lorne winced with his own pain.  Biting his lip to
keep from
crying out, Lorne heard Dr. Edwards' calm voice announce to the room they were
ready
to begin.

"Okay, Etienne.  I know you want to push and I know it really hurts.  However,
you
can't push yet, understand?"

Eti nodded.  A contraction, more intense pain, followed by a split second of
labored
breathing...

***

Kymber paced the waiting room for what might be the millionth time.  Glancing at
the
clock, she realized only twenty minutes had gone by since their arrival.  Many
things
were running around in her mind, concern for Eti being the foremost.  Then there
was
a spot reserved for Lorne, who was probably at his wit's end - it had been a
very long
time since he had attended a delivery.  Finally, she had to think, in a little
over eight
months from now, she would be in Etienne's place.

A frown crossed her face as she thought for the first time if she could be brave
enough
to endure the pain; most of all, she had her initial thoughts about whether or
not she
really had what it took to be a mother.  Taking another glance at the clock, she
dismissed the negative thoughts, knowing that Eti would need all the positive
support
she could get.


Part III, Chapter Twelve

Perspiration ran freely down Etienne's face as she fought against the pain of
childbirth. 
Through the haze of agony draped over her, she was dimly aware of the voice
around
her:  Her father offering words of encouragement along with the maddening
instructions to breathe - he should try breathing under these conditions!  Also
in the
background was Dr. Edwards' voice, sounding for all the worlds like a
play-by-play
announcer as she called out Eti's progress to anyone who cared to listen.

"She's crowning," an unseen voice said as Eti struggled to catch her breath.
She was
so tired, so very tired.  For the last hundred years, she'd been pushing and
breathing,
wishing that whatever was going to happen would hurry up.

"Okay, Eti, Lorne - this is it!", came Dr. Edwards' calm voice.  "Give it all
you've got
and. . .PUSH!"

Taking what felt to be her last deep breath, she pushed, the effort contorting
her face.

"OH, DAMN!" she screamed as the baby's passing stretched her beyond anything
she'd
ever experienced.  The curtain of darkness, once only hovering above her, was
beginning to fall upon her.

"Good!  Good!" exclaimed Dr. Edwards.  "The head is clear, here come the
shoulders
. . .  That's it!"

Just on the verge of passing out, Eti was aware of a great feeling of emptiness
as she
heard the first cries of her child - and another sound she couldn't identify.
Opening
her eyes, she tried to look around but found she couldn't focus on anything.

"Clamp."  A sound of metal hitting rubber, following by a clicking sound. 
"Metzenbaum's."

Tears of exhaustion flowed freely from her as Dr. Edwards came into her view. 
"Congratulations, Eti!  It's a girl!", handing the blanket-wrapped newborn into
her
arms.  Etienne looked into the tiny face as the tears continued to fall.

"Dad, look!", she called.  "She's beautiful!"  Looking up and to her right for
her father,
she saw that he wasn't there!  She felt a pang of disappointment.  Surely, he
couldn't
have left!  Her voice was dry and crackling as she asked the room in general,
"Where's
my father?"

A nurse came and took the baby from her.  "Oh, he'll be okay.  He just fainted.
Men!"

Having removed the afterbirth and cleaned her up, they were rolling Eti to the
recovery
room.  As the stretcher was passing through the door, Eti caught a glance of her
daughter being whisked away in a bassinet - and her father sitting in a chair
holding
his head, while a green-garbed person waved something under his nose.

***

Lorne had gotten over his initial worry and nervousness as he coached his
laboring
daughter through the delivery.  The two of them had gotten into a pattern:  When
Eti
had to push, Lorne would call out words of encouragement; when she relaxed, he
would talk her through her breathing.  Upon hearing the announcement of the head
appearing, he looked up at the mirror suspended over the table - just in time to
see
the baby emerge, all red and covered with goo.  Between the sight of his child
being
born and Eti's cry of pain, it was too much for him.  The room suddenly tilted
90
degrees and he was having one hell of a time trying to breathe.  Alarmed, he
tried to
stand...

And found himself looking up at a sea of green-masked faces.  "What happened,"
he
thought?  "Why am I lying on the floor?"  Confused, he allowed himself to be
helped
off the floor and seated on a stool.  His head hurt and he felt weird.  He was
aware of
a snapping sound, followed by an eye-watering, breath-stopping smell as someone
passed an ammonia capsule under his nose.  Someone grabbed his hands as he tried
to ward off the hideous, acrid smell as his mind snapped back into focus.

"Dr. Williams?  How do you feel?"

Blinking back the ammonia-induced tears, he said "I'm okay, I think."
Experimentally,
he took in a deep breath of the chilled air in the room, noting how sweet it
tasted. 
"Yeah, I'm fine now.  Where's my daughter?"

Since he was okay, the nurse tossed the spent capsule into a trash bin.  "Your
daughter and granddaughter are both fine.  They're both in recovery.  You can
see
them in about 20 minutes." His legs still a little wobbly, Lorne headed into the
scrub
room, where a nurse helped him out of his sweat stained gown, cap and mask.

***

"Kymber!"

At the sound of her name, Kymber looked up and saw Lorne crossing the room
toward
her.  As he came closer, she could see that his face was ashen and he was
walking
with a little difficulty.

"Are you all right?", she asked.

"Huh?  Oh, yeah, I'm okay."

Kymber bit back her impatience as Lorne eased himself next to her.  "Well?"

Lorne looked at her, giving her a tired smile.  "It's a girl.  Mother and child
are doing
quite well.  They tell me we can see them in a little while."

"Oh!  I'm so happy!"  As she reached over to hug Lorne, her nose wrinkled.
"Ugh! 
What's that smell?"

Lorne sniffed and replied, "Ammonia.  Seems like I fainted."  Kymber suppressed
a
giggle.  "Come on, let's go see the new mommy!"


Part III, Chapter Thirteen

Etienne was sleeping when they entered the room.  Not wanting to disturb her,
they
crossed to the large window that overlooked the nursery adjoining the room.
Wrapped
in lightweight - yet warm - pink blankets, the recently born little girl dozed,
her face
alternating between tiny smiles and frowning.

Lorne took note of the coal-black thatch of hair atop her delicate features,
bringing
back memories of the first time he'd seen Etienne.  Kymber had been peeking
around
him to look at her "baby sister," when she tapped Lorne on the arm.

"Look," she said, pointing at a little card taped at the foot of the bassinet.

Lorne blinked back a sudden rush of tears as he read the name scrawled on the
card: 
'Eleanor Darien Williams'.  Apparently, Etienne had named the baby before
falling
asleep - and had named her new daughter after her late mother.  He swallowed
hard,
trying to displace the lump which had appeared there.

Quietly, Kymber asked, "It was your wife's name, wasn't it?"  Lorne could only
nod as
he wrapped an arm around her.  Lost in their own thoughts, they stood silently.

A rustle caught Lorne's attention and he turned, finding Etienne awake and
yawning. 
He went to her side, noting that she still looked tired and worn and seeing a
peaceful
glow in her face.

"You've seen her?", she asked, stifling another yawn.  "I named her after Mom -
I hope
you don't mind."  Lorne hugged her, feeling a tear trickle down his cheek.

"She's beautiful and, no, I don't mind at all.  You did well and I'm so proud of
you." 
Kymber joined father and daughter, taking her place in the joyful embrace and
planting
a loving kiss on Eti's cheek.

"She's going to break some hearts, that's for sure," she said.  A playful glint
flashing
in her eyes, she said "It's a good thing she doesn't look like her father!",
causing Lorne
to shoot her a warning glance.

Extricating herself from their embrace, Eti stretched.  Now fully awake, she
turned to
look at Kymber.  "Did you tell him?"

Kymber sat up, suddenly quiet as she looked at her hands.  "No."

"Why not?"

Avoiding Eti's intense stare, Kymber looked out the window at the lazily
floating clouds. 
"Well, there were other important things to deal with, you know."

During this exchange, Lorne looked from one woman to the other.  "Tell me
what?",
he asked.  Exhausted from his ordeal in the delivery room and still weak from
having
passed out, Lorne really wasn't in the mood for cryptic conversation.

Eti gave Kymber a taste of her own medicine.  "You gonna tell him or should I?",
clearly enjoying her friend's discomfort.

Kymber knew when to give up.  She stood and walked around the bed to where Lorne
was sitting.  Taking his hand as she sat beside him, she locked her green eyes
on his
chocolate-brown ones.  "Like Eti says, I have something to tell you."

"What!?", he said, barely able to contain his frustration.

Kymber flinched at the sharp tone, but didn't take her eyes from his.  "Well,
it's just,
um . . ." Her hesitancy made Lorne stand.

"Will someone tell me what's going on here," he exclaimed?

Eti was grinning from ear to ear.

"What's so funny?"

Gathering her courage, Kymber finally ended the mystery.  "You're gonna have to
go
through this again," she blurted.

For a moment which seemed frozen in time, Lorne wore a blank look of not
understanding.  Suddenly, his eyes grew wide and his mouth opened slightly.
"Again? 
You mean . . . ," Lorne sat in the chair next to the bed.

"Yep, I'm pregnant."  Kymber waited for something to happen.  She turned to look
at
Etienne, who was drifting off to sleep again.  "I think he's . . ." she began,
but a loud
thump interrupted her before she could finish, startling Eti awake.

"What the hell?" they asked together, looking down at the prone form of Lorne
Williams.

"He fainted.  Again."  Etienne reached for the call button and pressed it.
Kymber rolled
her eyes.  "I guess he couldn't handle any more good news," she said, smiling.

As the nurse who'd arrived at Eti's summons attended to Lorne, Kymber looked at
Eti
and said, "Things are going to get interesting around the house now..."


Part III, Chapter Fourteen

Pressure, friction, motion, anxiety, calm.  One moment, fullness, the next,
emptiness. 
Ellie Williams experienced all these sensations as the hard penis invaded her
body
again, restoring the feeling of fullness.  She held her breath as her weight
nearly
doubled, pressed into the firm but yielding mattress as the man above her
increased
his movement inside her.  Wet, slurping sounds mingled with their breathing,
adding
their special arousal factors to the heavy, heady scents generated during
lovemaking.

Ellie sighed with contentment as the thick, hard cock filled her completely,
feeling the
engorged head collide with the entrance of her womb.  The man's mouth captured
an
erect nipple, sending another pleasurable sensation through her to be added to
those
already present.  The woman added her own movements to those of the man,
thrusting her hips upward to meet his, causing him to grunt in appreciation.

She could feel him growing thicker, his strokes coming harder and faster and she
wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as her release claimed her, flooding
his tool
with her sweet juices.  The man's face was drenched with a sweat as his own
orgasm
caught up with him, growling low in his throat as spurt after spurt of semen
flowed into
the warm dampness of her body.

Ellie could feel him soften just a bit as he continued to move against her body,
his
strokes not as urgent now.  Breathing a sigh of contentment, she wrapped her
arms
around his strong upper body, hugging him close as they basked in the afterglow
of
sex.

"Ellie?  Devon?  Where are you?"

Another sigh, this one filled with a tinge of frustration.  "I guess we'd better
answer
her, huh?", she asked her lover as he rolled from her.

"Yeah - you know how your mother gets when she thinks we're ignoring her."  The
man rose from the bed, giving Ellie a good look at his body.  She smiled in
appreciation
at the firm buttocks that flowed into his strong legs.  As he stepped into a
pair of cutoff
jeans, she got a glimpse of his manhood, still semierect and glistening with
their
combined juices.

"Come on, El!" her half-brother Devon said.  "We'd better not keep her waiting."

"Oh, all right," she said grumpily.  As she was getting dressed, Ellie heard a
knock on
the door. 

"Ellie, are you and Devon in there?"

"Yeah, Mom," she answered, tying the shirttails of her shirt into a loose knot
that left
her trim stomach exposed.  "Come on in."

Etienne stepped through the doorway and took in the scene before her.  "I hope I
didn't interrupt anything," she said while taking note of the rumpled bedding.
Ellie's
embarrassed look told her she had.

Devon walked out of the small bathroom that connected his room with Ellie's.
"Hi,
Mom," he said.  He walked over to her and wrapped strong arms around her while
placing a wet kiss on her mouth.  Eti felt a surge of excitement swiftly arc
through her
as his tongue flicked quickly into her mouth.

"What's up?"

Shaking off the warm feeling the embrace imparted to her, she straightened her
blouse
before saying, "Your father and mother," nodding at Devon, "Will be here shortly
and
I thought you'd like to welcome them home - with your clothes on."

The two teenagers looked back at her with almost identical guilty looks.  Ellie,
fair-
skinned like Etienne, cast hazel-colored eyes at her mother while Devon, lighter
than
Ellie but darker than Kymber, looked around the room, the unusual brown/green
color
of his eyes giving him a haunting look.  Both children bore characteristics from
their
shared father as suggested by their high cheekbones.

Devon shook his head of reddish-brown hair.  "It's Ellie's fault," he said,
brushing a
stray lock of hair from his forehead.

"Me?," exclaimed his half-sister, turning her head so fast that her long black
hair
wrapped itself around her mouth.  Removing the ebony strands from her mouth, she
said, "How did it get to be my fault?"

"You looked so good.  I just had to have you!"  Ellie rolled her eyes in
exasperation.

"Okay kids, play nice," Etienne said, cutting off any further "protests."  She
turned at
the sound of the front door opening.  "They're here!  Okay, let's go!"

As the trio descended the stairs, Lorne and Kymber were coming through the door,
their hands full of luggage.  Devon skipped around the two women to help his
parents. 
"Here, let me get that, Dad," taking the larger of the bags.  Once inside, the
elder
Williams gratefully plopped into his favorite chair.  Kymber joined him, sitting
on one
arm of the chair while Eti occupied the other.  As he wrapped an arm around each
woman, he took stock of his life right now.

At his right sat his daughter and mother of their daughter - Lorne had to smile
every
time these thoughts entered his mind because you could go crazy trying to keep
straight.  At his left sat the mother of his only son and, for the last year,
his wife. 
Sure, there was a major difference in their ages; he was now 59 and Kymber 35 -
but
what did it matter when you loved each other?

He had been hesitant about marrying Kymber - after all, they had been in their
current
relationship for years without being married and it hadn't affected their
happiness, so
he didn't see any reason to change things.  Kymber had been just as happy.
Etienne,
on the other hand, felt it necessary, if for no other reason than to maintain a
presence
of moral "rightness" to the outside world.

Lorne looked at his two children making themselves comfortable on the sofa.
Since
being born, Ellie and Devon had known nothing but love.  Under the careful
guidance
of the trio of parents, they quickly and easily accepted the incestuous nature
of their
family life.

"Especially Ellie," Lorne thought to himself as he remembered Ellie's surprising
impatience in wanting to get her hands - and mouth - on her brother.  Devon, on
the
other hand, was like most boys in his early years, having a great disdain for
the
opposite sex.  As he remembered a particular incident involving the siblings, he
laughed out loud, drawing confused looks from his assembled family.

"What's so funny?", asked Ellie, noting that her father happened to be looking
at her
when he started laughing.

"Oh, nothing," he said.  "I was just thinking about the time you took advantage
of
Devon."

The object of their discussion blushed as everyone else remembered that historic
moment.


Part III, Chapter Fifteen

Ellie had been feeling pretty uncomfortable the last couple of hours.  For
reasons she
didn't understand, she was having a hard time concentrating on her homework and
an
even harder time sitting still, both unusual for her.  The answer to the simple
math
problem continued to evade her, increasing her frustration.  Tossing her pencil
aside,
she crossed the room to look out of her window. 

As she contemplated the clouds in the late Saturday afternoon skies, she heard a
noise
coming from the bathroom she shared with her brother.  Grateful for the
distraction,
she went to the bathroom and stuck her head through the door.

Her 13-year-old brother Devon was peeling off his dirt-covered jersey, revealing
his
slim, muscular body.  Though she was older by nine months, you couldn't tell by
looking at him.  His involvement in sports, particularly soccer, was doing a
great job
of toning and firming his body.

"Hi, Dev," she called out.  "How was the game?"

Devon tossed the jersey into the hamper and answered, "Not bad, El.  We lost
three
to two, but it was a good game."

He began to pull off the equally dirty shorts and socks, stopping to start the
water
running in the shower.  He turned and looked at his sister.  "What have you been
up
to?", not in the least bit self-conscious about standing in front of his sister
clad only
in an athletic supporter which, Ellie noted, didn't do much to hide the
impressive bulge
of his still-developing maleness.

"Not much, just trying to get my homework done."

"I know; I've still got mine to do," he said stepping into the shower.  They
talked while
he showered, stopping only to hand him the shampoo, As she passed the bottle
through the slit in the curtain, she got a good look at his body.  The sight of
the
rivulets of water flowing off his young frame increased her discomfort by a
factor of
two.  She felt a heat building inside her, accompanied by a spreading dampness
between her shapely legs.

"So this is what it feels like to be horny!" she thought, remembering a
conversation
she had with her mother and aunt.  Ellie was so caught up in this revelation
that she
never heard the water shut off.

"El?"

The sound of his voice startled her.  "Huh?"

"I said, hand me a towel, will you?", he repeated, stepping from the shower.

Ellie couldn't take her eyes off his delicious-looking body.  Reaching behind
her, she
grabbed a blue towel, embroidered with a stylized "W" - and knocked over the
container of shampoo, its contents dripping from the dislodged cap.

Slightly annoyed, Devon took the towel from her.  "What's with you?  You're
suddenly
very clumsy."

Ellie ignored the jibe and tried to focus her attention on cleaning up the
spilled liquid. 
Her hands trembled slightly as she wiped up the thick, pearly liquid.  Looking
up to
deposit the tissue in the wastebasket, she noticed the sensual way Devon dried
himself
. . .

Ellie blinked.  Sensual?  Where did that come from?  The heat inside her had
reached
inferno proportions.  She was also aware of her skin tingling and, of course,
the ever
present wetness between her legs.

Devon finished drying himself and looked toward his sister, wondering if
something
was wrong.  Normally graceful, she was having a hard time standing up normally
graceful, it seemed to him.  Shrugging, he placed the towel around his neck and
padded off into his room.  Forgetting his comb, he came to an abrupt halt.

Ellie walked right into him!

"Hey!" he said, spinning around to face his sister.  About to ask what her
problem was,
he stopped and took a closer look at his sibling.  Ellie was staring at him, her
eyes
glazed.  To his untrained eyes, she looked feverish - maybe she was sick or
something?

"Did you want something, Sis?" he offered helpfully, not even realizing that
he'd just
opened a door for her.

Ellie was dimly aware of his question, her eyes focused on the fleshy tube of
flesh
which hung between his legs.  Absently, she licked her lips as the strange new
feelings
invaded every pore of her being.  Somewhere deep inside, a door opened; visions
of
untold pleasures tugged at her, their siren song beckoning her to pass through. 
Without a moment of hesitation, she entered.

"Sis?"  Devon was really beginning to get worried.  He walked over to her and
placed
his hands on her shoulders and saw she was shivering.  He gently cupped her face
in
his hands and looked into her hazel eyes.  Although a light sheen of
perspiration
covered her skin, she felt cool to his touch.  Confused, he said, "I'd better
call Mom -
she'll know what to do!"

As he turned to pick up the phone, Ellie stopped him, grabbing his hands with a
grip
that surprised him.  "Devon, you don't have to call anyone; I think this is
something
you can take care of."

Startled by the suddenly sultry voice, he took a nervous step backwards as a
voice
inside him told him that something was about to happen.  As he retreated, he
tripped
over the cleated shoe he had discarded a few minutes ago.  He fell.  Ellie,
still holding
his hand, fell with him and brother and sister ended in a heap on the deep pile
of the
carpet.

Devon hit the floor hard; his sister's weight driving the air out of him as she
landed on
top of him, the room spinning crazily as he tried to catch his breath.  When
opened his
eyes, it surprised him to find himself nose-to-nose with his sister, who was
examining
him closely.

"W-what are you . . . ?", he stammered as Ellie cut off his sentence, placing
her hot
mouth on his.  His lips parted in surprise, allowing her tongue to snake between
them. 
Devon was aware of the sounds of heaving breathing, mixed with a scent he didn't
recognize. 

Just a little past forever, Ellie broke the kiss, her passion now coursing
through her
unimpeded.  She sat astride him, grinding her hips against the bulge of manhood
to
relieve the insistent itch between her legs.  She looked into her brother's eyes
and saw
the mixed fear and excitement in them as she slid her hands over his smooth
chest.

Devon took that moment to collect his thoughts.  His own body tingled in
response to
Ellie's touch, feeling the hard, hot shaft of flesh rubbing against the rough
material of
Ellie's shorts.  He tried to sit up, only to have Ellie push him back down.  As
Ellie
leaned forward, her breasts pressing into him, he could feel the heat of her
body. 
Devon heard his hot sister moan as she ran her tongue under his jaw line,
pausing at
the spot just behind his left ear.

Although their father told him this time would come, nothing he had learned
prepared
him for the intoxicating sensations he was feeling.

Ellie's kisses on his neck and ears were tentative; she knew what to do, having
learned
from her mother and aunt, but knowing and doing is two different things.  As her
passion grew, she found it harder to concentrate on those things the older women
had
shown, finally letting instinct take over.  Her tongue left a wet trail down the
right side
of his neck until she reached his nipple, which she teased by flicking her
tongue over
the sensitive surface.  She felt her young brother shiver and it encouraged her.

Breathing heavily, she kissed her way down his flat tummy until his erection,
bobbing
wildly with every heartbeat, tapped her gently under her chin.

"Ellie, no . . ." Devon's protests were weak.

"Shhh," she whispered, taking his cock gently in her hands.  Ellie examined the
beautifully shaped knob as it sat atop the moderately-thick shaft, smiling when
a large,
clear drop of dew appeared at the tiny slit.  Slowly, she extended her tongue
and
allowed the droplet slide onto it.

Devon felt paralyzed as he watched his sister's tongue disappear into her mouth
as she
tasted him, her eyes closing.  His once-dormant passion was now alive, growing
with
each passing second.

"Mmmmm," Ellie moaned before drawing her hand upwards along the silky smooth
staff.  Another drop appeared - and quickly disappeared as she lowered her mouth
onto
him.  Too much too fast, she gagged for a moment and backed off until just the
head
remained.  Ellie's tongue gained a mind of its own as it swirled around the
ridges of the
darkening head.

Brightly colored lights exploded in Devon's head as his sister suckled him.
"Ah, ah,"
he moaned as Ellie's head bobbed over him.  His eyes flew open as he became
aware
of a powerful sensation that seemed to originate from his toes.  Dimly, he knew
it was
related to the feeling he'd experience when he masturbated - but this was 100
times
stronger.  A heartbeat - and the sun exploded into a nova inside his head.

Ellie was in heaven, gobbling her brother's shaft with increasing confidence,
when she
felt him stiffen and swell.  His body, which had been thrashing wildly, went
completely
rigid.  She heard his breath catch sharply - then Devon filled her mouth with a
warm,
sticky syrup.  Reflex made her jerk her head back as the last spurts of his seed
flowed
from him, collecting in a creamy pool.

Devon was drowning in an ocean of intense feelings.  He lifted his head in time
to see
Ellie's tongue licking the last drops of goo from full lips.

"I. . . don't . . .  feel so good."  Devon was a jumble of conflicting nerve
impulses as
he tried to speak.  His throat was horribly dry and there was something wrong
with his
vision.  As he tried to collect himself, he saw twin sisters removing their last
piece of
clothing.

As Ellie's bra joined the rest of her clothing, she noted that her baby brother
was still
quite hard and moved to position her virgin pussy above the instrument of her
deflowering.  She shivered in anticipation, remembering the warnings given to
her by
her mother.  "It will hurt at first," a voice whispered, "but it will pass."
She grabbed
the sperm-slick shaft and rubbed it experimentally along her slit.  As the head
passed
across her clit, a wondrous  sensation flowed through her, making her knees
buckle
slightly.  Using her free hand to steady herself, Ellie rubbed the knob of his
cock over
her clit again, relishing the chills the action sent through her.

As his cockhead passed through the soft, dark strands of her pussy, the
sensation sent
electric shocks through him, causing him to arch his back.  Another pass and his
hips
left the floor on their own accord...

...and the knob of his sex disappeared inside Ellie, stopping at her maidenhead.
Ellie
felt weak at that initial contact.  Gathering her courage, she took a deep
breath and
sat hard on her brother's cock.  A white-hot bolt of exquisite pain exploded
through her
as her hymen tore, followed by the soothing warmth as her brother's rod imbedded
itself inside her.

"Oh, God!", she cried as the warmth spread throughout her overheated flesh,
causing
her nipples to get harder.

Devon felt the incredible tightness of his sister's sheath, knowing all the
lessons he
learned were becoming real.  Between the oral loving and rupturing Ellie's
cherry, his
cock was very sensitive - a little too sensitive, he learned as the tingling
feeling
returned.  His sac tightened in preparation to unload its precious cargo.

Ellie could feel his rod growing larger inside her and, rocking her backside
slightly, she
felt his seed splash inside her, luxuriating in the hot stickiness of it as it
coated her. 
She sighed in contentment; Ellie knowing she could now recognize being horny
and,
just as important, what to do about it!  She leaned forward and planted wet,
loving
kisses on Devon's lips.

"You okay?" she asked, with genuine concern.  Devon nodded, still feeling the
mind-
numbing after effects of orgasm.

"Well, now!  What do we have here?"

Still joined and leaking steamy juices, brother and sister turned toward the new
voice -
and found their parents standing just inside the room with looks of amusement
and
love on their collective faces.

Lorne looked at the two young lovers before turning his attention to Eti and
Kymber. 
"Looks like someone couldn't wait until we had our little talk this evening,
eh?"

Ellie climbed off Devon's prone form, his member exiting her with an obscene
sucking
sound before coming to rest against his stomach.  Surprisingly, there wasn't a
trace
of the blood her mother told her might be present.  She reached down, offering
Devon
her hand and helped him stand before crossing to the still-smiling adults.

"How long were you standing there?", she asked.

Eti looked at her daughter and found it hard to hide the smile threatening to
take over
her features.  "Long enough," she said.

"We saw everything after he spilled into your mouth," added Kymber.
"Impressive."

Devon came out of the bathroom after cleansing himself of the fruits of their
love.  "I
suppose you were going to tell us not to, ah, explore the possibilities with
each other."

"On the contrary, son," responded Lorne.  "We were going to ask why you hadn't
and
remind you there's no shame in expressing your love for each other in this
manner." 
He chuckled.  "But it looks like you figured that one out already!"

Ellie returned from cleaning up just in time to hear her father's last words.
"So, it
really is okay?", she asked hopefully.

Kymber took up the question.  "Sure it is honey!  In fact, since you've gotten
this far,
things will be much better!"

Parents and children stood looking at each other before coming together for a
big,
love-filled hug.


Part III, Chapter Sixteen

Devon stretched out across the bed, lost in thought.  He pondered how his life
had
changed, especially since coming to terms with the incestuous relationship he
shared
with the rest of his family.

Not that he thought there was anything wrong with the way they were living, mind
you.  Compared to the way some of his friends at school lived, he had it made.
His
parents were understanding, supportive and loving.  Sure, they had their moments
-
what family with teenagers didn't?  However, he had learned the love they shared
with
each other made those situations far and few between.

Devon thought about his relationship with Ellie, whom he saw as more than just
his
sister - they'd always been friends and were energetic lovers.  A smile spread
across
his face as he thought about all the times they had made love.

He more than understood the relationship between Lorne, Kymber and Etienne;
again,
he saw nothing wrong with the situation, being taught that love is love.
Nodding to
himself, he remembered his aunt telling him it made sense:  those people closest
to
them should love people as completely as possible - and that it shouldn't have
limitations placed on it.

There was something on his mind, though.  For the last year or so, he had been
dying
to put all the theories he'd learned over the years to the test.  Not being as
outgoing
as his sister, Devon often balked at approaching his mother and/or aunt and
asking to
make love with them - and it wasn't because they would reject him.

What concerned the young man was his feeling of not being equal to the task when
it
came down to making love with the older women.  He frowned, knowing that it
didn't
matter if he were good or not; just being able to show his love for them was
proof
enough.  "What am I afraid of?" he asked himself.  "Man.  You couldn't have it
any
better than this!"

Thinking that perhaps he should ask Ellie's advice on this one, he crossed the
room to
their shared bathroom.  Since he didn't want to be disturbed, the door on his
side was
closed.  Opening the door, he stepped through the threshold.

Still lost in thought, he entered Ellie's room.  Upon hearing a giggle he looked
up,
stopping dead in his tracks, discovering Ellie wasn't alone.

"Mmmm," moaned the sexy voice that belonged to Ellie.  "Harder, do it harder!"

Devon's eyes looked toward his sister and saw the dreamy look in her eyes as her
tongue moved sensuously across her lips.  One hand was busy kneading a bare
breast,
while the other was entangled in a thatch of familiar red hair.  He stood
transfixed as
his mother, positioned between Ellie's upraised legs, slowly lapped at the
younger
woman's pussy.

Not wanting to intrude, he turned to leave - and stopped.  He returned his gaze
to the
scene before him, noting how inviting Kymber's upturned bottom looked.  With her
legs
spread slightly, he could see the folds of her femininity, the flame red hairs
obviously
damp with moisture.  Devon's cock, which had been stirring since first entering
the
room, was now at full attention, throbbing against his body.

Devon's heart froze in his chest as Ellie opened one hazel eye and spotted him.
She
smiled at him and, upon freeing a hand from her aunt's auburn tresses, pointed
at the
upturned globes of his mother's ass.  Then she placed a finger against her lips,
the sign
he should be quiet.

Now completely thawed, Dev's heart began pounding in his chest - talk about
getting
what you asked for!  He removed his shirt, feeling his nipples harden in the
air-
conditioned room.  Next, he stepped from the restricting material of his shorts,
his
manhood springing free.  Ellie moaned at the sight while giving him the 'OK'
sign
before pointing toward the juicy offering.

Her back turned to the approaching youth, Kymber was unaware of what was about
to
happen, completely focused on Ellie's clitoris and inner labia, on which she
lavished
wet kisses.  She loved the musky, salty taste of her young niece as flicked her
tongue
hard against the sensitive bud of her clit.  The heat of her own sex was
intense,
needing some attention and she arched her back and spread her legs wider,
causing
her enticing bottom to raise higher, exposing more of her juicy interior.

Kymber was concentrating hard on keeping up with the youngster's squirming
bottom
as a spray of love juices splashed onto her tongue, never realizing things were
about
to get much more interesting!

The redheaded beauty gasped as she felt a moist tongue penetrate her sex,
plunging
easily into her well-lubricated slit.  Startled, she instinctively tried to rise
- only to be
held in place by Ellie who had timed Devon's approach - trapping Kymber's head
between her silky thighs.

As Devon's tongue explored his mother's pink sheath, he savored the surprisingly
sweet taste of her flesh, sucking on the delicate inner lips.  Using his hands
to spread
Kymber's buttocks, he exposed more of the flame-encases oyster of her pussy,
sliding
his tongue from the quivering entrance to the tip of her blood-engorged clit and
back. 
He repeated the stroke and was encouraged to feel his mother wiggle her lovely
bottom against his face.

With a lusty moan, he captured her clit and sucked as if his life depended on
it. 
Kymber thrashed against the onslaught, her face smashing into Ellie's mound -
which
caused the young woman to fall into another orgasm, coating Kymber's face with
woman stuff.

Exhausted, Ellie managed to slide from under the groaning adult.  Kymber tried
again
to escape, but Ellie grabbed her arms and held them.  Despite this, the feverish
redhead managed to twist slightly, making Devon lose his grip on her clit.  With
a
grunt, he took her legs and crossed them.  With a gentle tug, he caused his
mother to
turn over onto her back.

Ellie, seeing the maneuver, released Kymber's arms just long enough for the
woman
to be turned before taking possession of them again.  "Do her," she hissed.
"Love her
till she can't stand any more!"  Without releasing her grip, she positioned
herself so
that she could take advantage of their "prisoner," sucking a hard nipple into
her
mouth.

The many sensations assaulted Kymber.  While Ellie trapped her hands, Devon held
her
legs open with his strong hands, and Ellie lay across her sweating body, sucking
and
licking her breasts and nipples.  She didn't know who was between her legs,
destroying
her sanity.  An orgasm sneaked up on her, adding its ferocious effects to the
others,
sending her crashing into the wave.  In rapid succession, she experienced two
more
orgasms, each stronger that the other.

"Oh, God," she hissed.  "More!  More!"

Devon was beyond hearing, beyond understanding.  His lust was in total control,
driving him to eat at her flesh.  His tongue flicked down to the tight
buttonhole of her
ass.  As he flicked it across the wrinkled surface of her backdoor, he used the
tip of his
nose to keep her on the edge.  Devon teased his sexy mother for a few moments
more,
unable to deny his own release any longer.

Kymber was lost in the throes of passion when she felt the tongue withdraw.  The
ripping sensation of a hard, thick penis penetrating her dripping folds quickly
replaced
any disappointment she felt.  As the invading cock embedded itself into her, she
immediately knew the identity of her 'assailant'.  Opening her eyes, she looked
backwards into Devon's face.  Pleasure filled it with lust and contorted with
exertion
as he plunged into her with deep, fast strokes.

"Devon, honey," she panted.  "Slowly!"

"Don't listen to her, Dev," laughed Ellie.  "Give it to her good!"

Devon lifted his mother's legs higher, settling into a good rhythm, rocking her
body
with each savage thrust.

"Yes!  That's it, baby brother!" shouted a gleeful Ellie as she fingered
herself.  "Do her! 
Do her!"

Kymber shook under the sexual onslaught as her son drove into her.  A part of
her
mind calmly noticed his cock was just as thick as his father's, if not as long.
However,
Devon had the advantage of being years younger.  What he lacked in experience,
Devon made up with enthusiasm.  Kymber shoved the moment of introspection into
a mental corner, having it replaced with the beginnings of an orgasmic wave
front. 
The wave crested and slammed into her, coruscating along her nervous system,
spreading like a wildfire.

Devon felt his mother's sheath contract around him as she burned in the climatic
fires
he'd generated in her.  He wallowed in the luxurious feel of her body and knew
that his
love for her was now complete and fulfilling.  Devon had been doing all he could
to hold
back his own orgasm, wanting the moment to go on forever.  His relative lack of
experience, combine with the almost indescribable feel of being deep inside his
own
mother, was enough to send him over the edge.  Hot blood filled and stretched
his
cock, making a snug seal against the velvety walls of Kymber's vagina as he
spilled
into her.

"Aaaahhh!"  Devon's body shook with the effort of filling his mother with love.

Kymber felt the first spurts splash hot against the entrance of her womb.  "Oh,
yes! 
YES!  Fill me, Devon!  Fill me with your love, baby!"

Devon collapsed onto the hot softness of his mother's body as the final spurts
of semen
flowed into her.  Kymber wrapped her arms around her son and kissed him.  Ellie
joined the spent lovers.

"Wow, Dev," she said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.  "That was really
something!"  Weakly, Devon smiled at Ellie.

"I didn't mean to interrupt," he began.  "But, Mom, when I saw you and El like
that,
I just had to jump in!"

Running her fingers through his damp hair, Kymber returned his smile.  "That's
okay,
hon.  It was about time you and I got together!"

Kymber lay between Devon and Ellie, feeling the love flowing between them.  Not
only
did she feel closer to them physically but, like Devon, she felt complete
emotionally. 
As she drifted off to sleep, she wondered what would happen if the whole family
joined
the party. . .


Part III, Chapter Seventeen

"What are you thinking about, Dad?"

Lorne looked up at Etienne's voice as she curled up next to him on the sofa.
"Oh, hi,
Peaches."  He shifted his position, allowing Eti to put her head in his lap.  "I
wasn't
thinking about anything really important.  I was just wondering where the family
is
going."

Eti looked up at him.  "Going?  I don't understand."

Lorne ran a finger gently along the ridge of Etienne's nose.  "Our future.
Where do we
go from here?"

Eti was thoughtful.  "We've known love and togetherness for years now.  The
children
couldn't be any more happy.  I'm happy and so are you and Kymber.  What more can
there be?"

Lorne nodded in agreement.  "That's just what I was wondering myself."  He
looked out
the large plate glass window, watching as Ellie and Devon played in the pool.
Glancing
a bit to his right, Kymber was sunning herself, her red hair standing out
against the
deep tan on which she'd been working.  Even from where he sat, Lorne could see
the
strands of silver which were beginning to appear.

"We've done all right for ourselves, haven't we?"

Eti opened one eye at his question.  "We have, indeed."  Turning to face him,
she
asked, "Dad, what are you worried about?"

"Devon and Eleanor.  What effect has our lifestyle had on them?"

"I've never seen a brother and sister so close.  They're lovers and, more
important,
they're great friends."

"This is true," Lorne allowed.

"So, what's the problem?"

"Well, they're growing up.  Soon, they will have to think about finding their
own
paths."

"Ah, I see.  You're wondering if they'll keep up the family tradition'!"

"Yes!  That's it!"

"Dad, if you know that the children will have to find their own way in life,
then you also
know it will be their choice."

Of course, Lorne was all too aware of this.  "We've learned if you're going to
love one
another, there should be no barriers.  We've eliminated guilt from their lives.
No,
misconceptions, no lies - just love."

"Don't you think they know that?"  Etienne looked at the scene taking place in
the
yard.  Stretched out on a chaise, Ellie was applying sun screen to Devon's back
as he
talked to his mother.  She waved to Devon to get his attention.  When he looked
up,
she pointed at Kymber.  Devon reached over and tapped his mother on the leg and
pointed toward the house.  Kymber followed his finger and Eti waved for her to
come
in.

"What's up?" she asked as she closed the sliding door.

"Somebody's worried about the kids," Eti replied, jerking a thumb in Lorne's
direction.

"Again?  Honey, I though we talked about this last night?"

Etienne looked at her father, surprised.  "You did?"  Lorne's only answer was a
shrug.

Eti got up and went to the patio door.  "Dev?  El?  Would you please come in for
a
moment?"

The two teenagers exchanged glances.  "Sure, Mom," answered Ellie.  Once inside,
Eti
gestured for them to join the adults in the family room.

"Is there something wrong?" asked Devon.

Without preamble, Eti said "Your father is concerned about your futures."  Ellie
and
Devon both looked at Lorne, who just threw up his hands.

"This isn't a big deal!" he protested.  "I was just thinking!"

"So, what is he worried about?"

Eti brought the siblings up to speed with Kymber filling in the blanks.  Brother
and
sister sat thinking for a long moment before speaking.  Devon let Ellie speak
first.

"I can understand why you're worried, Dad.  I think I speak for both of us when
I say
we won't forget the lessons you've taught us."

Devon nodded.  "If all we've ever learned was how important love is in a family,
would
it be wrong of us not to pass along this knowledge?"

"In order for you to share your knowledge, you have to have someone to share it
with! 
You two spend more time with each other than you do with anyone else!"  Lorne
felt
a bit exasperated.  Eti placed a hand on his shoulder tenderly.

"True," answered Devon.  "Ellie and I love each other!  Why does that surprise
you?"

Ellie took up the challenge.  "Isn't this what you and Mom and Kymber has been
telling
us all these years?  For us to love each other?"

Kymber spoke.  "That much is true; I guess your father didn't figure on you two
choosing not to have boyfriends and girlfriends."

Devon laughed and reached over to hug his sister.  "Mom, there isn't anyone else
I'd
rather be with than El.  We understand each other, especially when one of us
isn't
feeling well."

Ellie returned the hug with equal affection.  "As a lover, no one understands my
needs
better than Dev.  Oh, and you, Dad."

Lorne waved off the explanation.  "I knew what you meant, dear.  I just wanted
to be
sure you were still happy with things, that's all."

Kymber stood and stretched.  "Well, we've settled this.  Now, how about we get
changed and go out to dinner?  My treat!"

As everyone got up, Devon and Ellie pulled Etienne over to one side.  Lorne
noticed
they were excited about something, although he couldn't hear the whispered
conversation.  As he locked the patio door, he heard Eti say, "Really?  Hey,
Kymmie -
you gotta hear this!"  Lorne returned to the family room in time to see Ellie
hand
something to Kymber.  Kymber stared at the object in her hand before looking at
Devon and Ellie in turn.

"Come on, break it up!" Lorne said while clapping his hands.  "Go get changed
and let's
eat - I'm starving!"

"Be ready in a minute, Dad."  Devon turned and ascended the staircase, with
Ellie right
behind him playfully grabbing at his backside.

Kymber handed him the object and headed for the stairs.  "What's this?" he
asked. 
Eti made a beeline for the front door.

>From the top of the stairs, Kymber said, "Ellie's pregnancy test results."

Lorne felt a peculiar chill flow through him as he turned the bit of plastic
over.  Bright
blue.

Out of sight in the upper hallway, Ellie looked at Kymber.  "Do you think he
looked at
it?"  The trio heard a muffled thump.  Kymber peered down the stairs and spotted
the
prone form of her husband.

"Yeah, he saw it all right!"  She turned to her son.  "Congratulations, Dev."


ETIENNE:  LEARNING TO LOVE

Part IV, Chapter One

Devon Williams paced the room like a caged animal, deep in thought, waiting for
his
parents to return from their outing.  He stopped and looked out the window as if
searching for the answer to some unknown question before continuing his frenetic
motion.

His sister, Ellie, watched from her place on the sofa, her hands absently
rubbing the
round swelling in her abdomen.  "I don't know what you're worried about," she
said. 
"Dad is reasonable and he shouldn't find your proposal unusual."

Devon stopped his pacing to look at his pregnant sister, feeling first the love
he had
for her before experiencing a moment of frustration.  "Yeah, I know.  I'm just
trying
to figure out how I'm going to approach it with him."

Ellie's eyes rolled heavenward as she shook her head.  "Just tell him what's on
your
mind, silly!  That's the easiest way to go about it." 

"Hah!  Easy for you to say."  The young man continued pacing the room.

Ellie continued to watch her brother and father of her child prowl the room for
a few
more minutes before getting up to intercept him, grunting with the effort.  At
seven
months, moving around had taken on a different meaning.  As she stood, the baby
shifted position and spent a few queasy moments getting comfortable.  She caught
up
to him and took his hand.

"Dev?"

"Ellie?"

"I can think of something you can do more productively than walking a hole in
the
carpet."

Smiling, Devon said, "I'm sure you can!  What's on your horny mind this time?"

Returning his smile with one of her own, Ellie placed his hand on her breast,
filled with
milk for their unborn child.  "What's on my mind is lust, my dear brother.  I'm
not one
to complain, but you've been shirking your duties here lately."

Devon looked into Ellie's expectant face then looked down at her stomach.  Ellie
followed his glance. 

"Oh, don't let that stop you!  I suppose you're thinking loving me will harm the
little
one?"  Devon nodded.

"Well, don't.  He or she is quite safe, more than I can say for you."  Ellie
reached down
and grabbed his crotch, feeling his cock stirring.  Before he could utter a word
in
protest, Ellie covered his mouth with hers, forcing her tongue into his mouth.
Reflex
took over as Devon responded to the kiss, returning it with equal passion.

"Wanna go upstairs?" he asked as their lips parted.

"No.  Take me right here, right now!"  Ellie began unfastening his pants as
Devon
nibbled at her neck and ears.  "Ooh, now you're getting the right idea!"

Devon grunted a reply as he stepped out of his pants, nearly losing his balance
as Ellie
tugged at his briefs, finally freeing his swelling member.  Ellie stepped back
from their
embrace and removed her own constricting clothing as Devon removed his T-shirt,
adding it to the pile at their feet.

Gingerly, Ellie knelt before Devon and ran her tongue along the underside of his
shaft,
making her brother sway slightly.  "Mm, tasty," she cooed as she took him into
her
mouth and sucked gently on the tip.  Filling both hands with his firm buttocks,
she
tongued the crown with quick, teasing movements, losing herself in the pleasure.

Devon rocked slightly as Ellie filled her mouth with more of his rigid shaft,
his knees
buckling as the pleasure intensified.  Her mouth as warm and moist against him
as she
licked his sac, sucking each testicle gently into her mouth and covering them
generously with saliva.  "I could just eat you alive," she said, looking up at
his ecstasy-
filled face while stroking him with her hand.

Devon knelt in front of her and kissed her deeply, relishing his salty taste on
her lips
before lowering his head to a swollen nipple.  His tongue teased the erect
flesh,
drawing lazy circles around the darkened areola while his hand cupped the fleshy
pendant of breast.  Capturing the nipple, he sucked hard, greedily slurping down
his
reward of warm milk.

"Ow!  Not so hard!" Ellie protested.  She cradled his head and held him close as
he
suckled her, feeling strangely content and more excited.

"Sorry," he whispered.  "It just tastes so damn good."  He repeated his attack
on her
other nipple, lest it started to feel neglected.  The warm milk splashing into
his mouth
heightened his arousal while reminding him of the time he spent at his mother's
breast.  With his thirst slaked, he eased his sister onto her back, now in
search of
something more potent to partake of.

Ellie spread her legs - not an easy task - to allow her brother access to her
damp
center, catching the musky, heady scent of her sex.  As Devon mouth met her
swollen
labia, she couldn't keep from thinking of the thrills he was about to give her.
If Devon
had one strong suit, other than his incredible stamina, it was his ability to
knock her
senseless with his mouth and tongue on her pussy.  He just seemed to know every
nook and cranny and every ultra-sensitive spot.  She shuddered, feeling the rasp
of his
tongue against her inner lips, probing her defenses momentarily before
stiffening and
plunging into her inner folds.

Devon placed his hands under Ellie, lifting her to his mouth.  As his tongue
penetrated
her, he could feel the slick juices smearing themselves against his face.  He
probed her
deeply and slowly, enjoying the sensory show of taste, feel, and smell.  Hot and
pungent, he tasted her sex, feeling the tremors which ran against his invading
tongue.

Ellie experienced a moment of disappointment as his tongue exited her sheath,
but not
for long.  She inhaled sharply as he sucked her clitoris into his eager mouth.
"Oh,
baby!  Yes!  Ooooh, I just love it!"  Ellie moved against him as he lapped her
juices,
knowing he wouldn't stop until . . . 

The orgasmic tide swept over her without the usual warnings.  One moment she was
warm and content, working her heated love furiously to keep up with his
blistering
pace.  The next moment found her suddenly caught in an explosion of ecstatic
bliss. 
Ellie squirted jet after jet of tangy fluid into his mouth as she thrust
savagely against
his face.

Devon bore the orgasmic onslaught as he fought to keep up with the stinging jets
of
love juices, now spilling from his mouth and flowing down his already slick
chin.  Giving
his sister a few more licks for good measure, he rose and turned the helpless
woman
onto her knees.  Before using his own knees as a wedge to spread her, Devon
reached
over and grabbed a handful of discarded clothing and placed them under her
swollen
belly.  That done, he impaled her onto his turgid shaft with one long, slow,
careful
thrust.  Feeling Ellie's puffy inner sheath close around his prick, he sighed.
"Oh, this
feels so good."

Ellie could only respond with a moan as her brother penetrated her deeply,
adding to
the full feeling already present.  With her head propped on her arms, she gave
in to
his urgent thrusts, each rocking her.  She loved the way he spread her sex wide,
loved
the feel of the ridges of veins which ran along the moderately thick shaft of
his penis. 
Ellie felt the knob of his cock bump against her womb carefully.  It wasn't
painful -
Devon knew better than to allow himself to get carried away.  It only served to
remind
her that his pleasure was hers - and oh, how he was pleasing her!

Devon could feel his cock growing larger inside Ellie, knowing it wouldn't be
long before
he released his own love into her.  "Oh, shit," he exclaimed, his eyes growing
wide with
wonder as he ejaculated, pumping his white stickiness into her steamy center.
The
initial shock wave slammed into him as his hips ground into her.

"Umm, that's right my love.  I want it all!"  Ellie felt him flooding her with
his love and
flexed her inner muscles to milk out every drop.

Exhausted, Devon withdrew from Ellie's fleshy prison, feeling the pain/pleasure
as her
walls scraped along the now-tender shaft of his maleness.  He helped his sister
turn
onto her side before sitting next to her.

"You know, Sis, you were right.  That was much more fun than pacing and
worrying."

"Worrying about what?" came a new voice.  As Ellie propped herself on one elbow,
Devon turned toward the sound.

Seated on the sofa, Lorne looked at his children, barely able to hide his
amusement. 
Seated at either side of him, Etienne and Kymber had matched looks of happiness.

Devon stood and crossed the short distance between his other family members.

"Dad, Mom.  Aunt Eti.  It's good to have you home."

Bending to kiss his mother and aunt,  both women could savor the taste of lust
still on
his lips.  He knelt before his father, acknowledging him with a solemn nod of
his head. 
After a moment, Ellie joined him.

Lorne felt strangely kinglike at this display of fealty; his queens' at his side
while the
prince and princess supplicated themselves before him.  "I trust all is well,"
he said,
shaking off the odd feeling.  "At least, it looked like everything is still
working."

Both offspring blushed.  "As usual, it was Ellie's fault," Devon responded.

Ellie took the bait.  "It's always my fault!  I can't help it if he's good at
what he does!"

Eti and Kymber looked at each other, their smiles widening.  "They do look quite
good
together, don't they?" quipped Kymber.

"They do seem to, ah, fit each other perfectly," added Etienne.

Lorne laughed.  "They do at that!"  He playfully tapped Devon on the jaw.  "A
chip off
the old block, I think."

Both Ellie and Devon basked in the love their parents had for them.  Ellie poked
Devon
with an elbow.  "Now is a good time."

"It is not!", Devon protested.  "It can wait.  They just got in."

Lorne looked from one to the other.  "What is it a good time for and why can it
wait? 
You know the rules, kids; if there's something that has to be discussed, there's
no time
like now to do it."

When Devon hesitated, Ellie poked him harder.  Devon winced.  "Okay, okay!  Stop
poking me!"

"Dad, I need to talk to you about something."  Looking at his sister, aunt and
mother,
he added, "Alone, if possible."

"We've never had any secrets between us, son," Lorne said with a small frown.

"Oh, I don't have anything to hide, but, shit, it's sort of a 'guy' thing."

Kymber and Etienne stood, going over to Ellie to help her stand.  "Okay, guys,
we can
take a hint.  Come on, El, let's get this mess cleaned up and go do our 'woman'
thing
and leave the menfolk to their business!"

Both men looked at the departing women, shaking their heads in unison.  "I don't
know
about them sometime," remarked Devon.

"Me either," added his father.  Looking back at his son, he asked, "Would you
like to
talk here or somewhere else?"

Devon looked around the room before saying, "Can we talk in your study?"

"Sure.  You wanna put something on?"

"No.  Besides, they took my clothes with them."

Shrugging, Lorne rose and led his son to the study.  As they entered the room,
Devon
took a moment to examine the added-on room's furnishings, noting how they
reflected
his father's tastes.  Lorne motioned to the small sofa and they sat.

"So!  What's on your mind, son?"

Devon thought for a moment before answering.  "You know I have nothing but love
and respect for you, right?"

Lorne nodded in agreement, but didn't rush the younger man.

"Then you also know I fully support the way we live our lives together."
Another nod.

"In that case, would you mind answering a question for me?"

"Not at all," Lorne answered, wondering where this conversation was headed.

"You've said we should - and could - openly show our love for each other.
There's no
bad feeling between us if I'm making love to Mom or Etienne or even El."

"This is true.  What's your question?"

Devon shifted nervously against the leather-covered mini-sofa.  "My question is,
well,
why haven't you and I done the same for each other?"

Startled, Lorne's mouth opened as if to answer, only to be cut off by Devon's
upraised
hand.

"I've wanted to make love with you for a very long time and I was wondering if
there
was some reason we haven't."

Lorne sat in stunned silence, his head swimming.  The question hit him like a
ton of
bricks, leaving him with a numb feeling.  "I... I never thought. . ."

Devon cast an apologetic look in Lorne's direction.  "Dad, don't let it bother
you too
much; there was no way for you to know.  I've been debating it for a long time
and,
finally, I've gotten around to asking."

He swallowed before adding, "I don't expect anything to come of this, but I had
to
ask."

Finished, Devon sat back and enjoyed the feeling of relief washing over him.  In
posing
the question to his sire, a great weight had been lifted from him.

Lorne looked at his son, taking note of the calm etched on his face, wishing he
felt
what Devon was feeling.  Finally, he found his voice.

"Son, I have to be honest with you.  It never crossed my mind.  We've always
said
things should happen on their own and, damn, up till now, it's never happened."

"Doesn't mean I never wanted it to happen."

"True enough.  Clearly, you have me at a disadvantage."

"I know; I should have made my feelings known before now and I accept
responsibility
for not doing so."

"Dev, it's not about  accepting responsibility!  It's about being happy with
each other! 
To tell the truth, I'm flattered to know you have these feelings for me."

Devon visibly relaxed and looked into his father's eyes.  In them, he saw
nothing but
love and honesty.  "Can I offer more explanation?"

"Please," Lorne urged, now becoming intrigued.

"Remember, oh, a few weeks ago, when you and Mom were in the pool?  Well, I was
in my room listening to music when I saw you two going at it."

Lorne felt a flush of excitement as he recalled the day.  He had taken Kymber
right
there in the pool, the sun-warmed waters adding myriad sensations to a
particularly
lust-filled moment.

Since he remembered, Devon continued.  "When you climbed out of the pool, I got
a
good look at you and knew I had to have you."  A small chuckle, followed by
"Seeing
you naked and still a little hard got me really excited, so much I had to, ahem,
take
matters into my own hand."

"When Mom got out and started sucking you, I was wondering what it would feel
like
to have you in my mouth."  Devon's voice took on a dreamlike quality.  "Years of
frustration came to the front as she did you and I watched, doing myself.  I was
so hot
watching you two together - you guys always did excite me - and I decided to say
something about it."

It did not surprise Lorne to know Devon watched them while they made love.
Wasn't
the first time nor likely to be the last.  He was surprised, however, to learn
he was the
object of Devon's love.

"Still, Dad, you gotta know I haven't given up on Mom and the others.  I might
be
hornier than the average son, but I'm not crazy!"

Lorne felt a strange combination of excitement, pride, and embarrassment.  His
mind
flashed back to the night of the party and he remembered feeling Geoff's steely
member invading his then-virgin backside.  In retrospect, he supposed it wasn't
all
that bad, but alcohol and lust always produced some interesting results.

Looking back at his naked son, he had to notice the younger man's cock resting
in the
crease created by the joining of thigh and abdomen, covered by the dried
secretions
left behind from his romp with Ellie.

"Son, I don't know what to say," he finally said.  "I more than appreciate your
interest
and I have to admit it could be interesting."

Devon relaxed, his fear of being rejected passing over him.  "I'm glad you
understand,
Dad.  Like I said, you've taught us to love each other without exception and,
well, I
feel our time has come."

Lorne took a deep breath and knew the truth of Devon's words.  "Yes, you're
quite
right.  As a family, we have to experience love totally or not at all."  In his
mind, a
switch tripped over, completing a connection and he knew what he had to do. 
Reaching across the short distance between them, Lorne took Devon's hand.
"Stand
up."

Devon rose and Lorne guided him until the younger man faced him.  As Lorne drew
his
son closer, he felt a tingle of excitement at crossing another checkpoint in his
life.  His
eyes took in the sight of Devon's maleness, watching it stir as it filled with
blood. 
Without a second thought, he took the rounded knob of Devon's cock between his
lips.

In truth, Lorne had never done this before and the tactile sensations at this
first
contact assaulted his senses.  Tangy with dried juices and silky smooth despite
the
rapid hardening taking place, Lorne took more of his son's flesh into his mouth,
twirling
his tongue along the shaft.

Devon sighed as more of his cock disappeared into his father's mouth.  It felt
so right,
so complete.  He reached down and gently caressed his father's face, feeling the
bulge
in his cheeks.

Lorne experienced a moment of panic as the swollen head of Devon's shaft made
its
way into his throat, causing him to gag.  He backed off and the choking feeling
vanished, allowing him to lavish much needed attention to the bulbous head and
thick
shaft.  He sucked noisily, getting into the passion of the moment.  Withdrawing
until
only the head remained, Lorne sucked hard on the spongy flesh and ran his tongue
along the underside of the crown.

Devon shuddered and his knees buckled slightly.  He felt strong hands on his
buttocks
supporting him.  His cock was still a bit tender; the pain and pleasure changing
places
from one moment to the next.  This was everything he had ever hoped for . . . 

Lost in the new sensations, Lorne grew bolder, taking Devon's pulsing member
deep
into his throat.  He ignored his gag reflex as his nose nestled against the
curly pubic
hairs of Devon's pelvis.  His hands gently massaged the tight sac of the younger
man's
testes and he wondered why he'd never done this before!  His own cock strained
against his body as he repeated the motion, savoring the delicious feel which
pleased
something deep inside him. 

It wasn't long before Devon's shaft grew thicker, the ripples running along the
shaft
signaling his impending release of sperm.  "Oh, Dad, yes.  I'm gonna do it!  I'm
gonna.
. ."

Lorne wisely withdrew back to the head of Devon's cock as the first spurts of
cream
flowed into his mouth.  Devon's body convulsed as he pumped love into his mouth,
thick and hot.  The salty taste surprised him - but he drank from Devon's
fountain just
the same until Lorne consumed the last drop. 

Lorne sat back, breathing hard, his mind was a swirling mass of emotions.
"Wow," he
thought.  "That was really something!"  Devon was down on one knee trying to
shake
the fuzzy feeling from his head left by his orgasm.  Lorne smiled as the young
man's
body continued to tremble as the intense feeling ran its course.  The elder
Williams felt
the soothing peace mixed in with his own need for release.

"Not bad for a rookie, huh?"

Devon raised his head and tried to focus his eyes on the smiling face in front
of him. 
"I'll say!  That was. . .  wow!"  Devon's words trailed off as a stray
convulsion ripped
through his body, leaving him feeling lightheaded.  Still feeling a bit dizzy,
he knelt
before Lorne and released the turgid flesh trapped inside.  Free of the
confining
material, Lorne's cock sprang forward, a long strand of clear lubricant landing
against
Devon's cheek.

"Now, it's your turn," he murmured, closing his hand around the hot flesh and
pumping
it.  "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time . . ."  Devon flicked
out his
tongue, letting it wrap around Lorne's cock.  For Devon, this was more than just
an
opportunity to satisfy his bisexual cravings.  It was a chance for him to give
thanks to
the man responsible for his existence.  He wanted to taste the seed which gave
him
life.

Lorne watched in fascination as his son's pink tongue made its way down his
engorged
shaft, leaving a wet trail of saliva.  He felt a hot, enticing queasiness as
Devon lavished
attention to his scrotum, sucking each of the large, almond-shaped testicles
into his
mouth before slowly making his way to the mushroom-shaped crown - which he
promptly made disappear between surprisingly sensual lips.

"How much like his mother he looks," Lorne thought idly, watching the thick
shaft
vanish between pouting lips.  Feeling the full heat of his passion, Lorne thrust
gently
into his son's mouth, delighting in the feel of Devon's quivering, raspy tongue
as it
touched him.  Reaching down, Lorne entwined his fingers in Devon's moderately
long
hair as the young man pleasured him. 

Filled with his father's cock, Devon grunted with the effort of keeping a steady
rhythm. 
"He's so big," he thought, again trying to swallow the older man whole.

"Relax your throat and breathe through your nose," came a soft voice.  "Just let
it slide
into your mouth, honey - don't fight it."

Lorne opened an eye and found Kymber sitting on the arm of the sofa, an aura of
love
surrounding her.  She smiled at her husband.  "I was wondering what was taking
so
long."

Lorne could only mumble a reply as Devon heeded his mother's advice.  In the
space
of a single breath, he could feel Devon's nose nestled against the base of his
cock.

Kymber left her perch on the sofa and knelt beside her son.  "That's it, baby.
Suck him
good!  Show him how much you want this, how much you love him."  She ran her
hands along his perspiring body, letting her nails trail along the exposed skin
of his
back.  Devon was awash with passion, all of his senses under assault.
Encouraged by
his mother's gentle urging, he increased his sucking motion.

Lorne felt an odd separation; one part of him was close to orgasm, not caring
about
anything except reaching the summit.  Another part watched impassively as Kymber
leaned forward and whispered something into her son's ear.  Lorne saw the boy
nod -
and his eyes went wide as a stiff finger penetrated his backside.  The sudden
invasion
caught Lorne completely off guard; the slowly approaching wave suddenly
increased
speed and crashed into him -- hard.

Devon felt the war of contractions in his father's body.  The tight ring of
muscle
clamped down on his finger as the first spurts of creamy seed splashed into and
filled
his hungry mouth.  Devon tried to capture as much of the sweet reward as
possible,
but found the love too much for him to keep up with as little rivers of love
seeped from
the tight seal his mouth made on the jerking manhood.

Lorne's hands clutched the cushions as wave after wave of intense pleasure
cycled
through every pore in his body while Devon's finger, feeling like a hot poker,
probed
his bottom.  He gasped as his son consumed the final dregs of his ejaculate and
his
cock, softening, lay throbbing against his belly.  Gingerly, Lorne removed
himself from
the invading finger, while feeling the blood pounding in every part of his body.

"You've done this before, haven't you?", Lorne asked, his composure finally
returning. 
Devon looked up at him with. . .  admiration?  Lorne wasn't sure what he saw in
that
fleeting moment and, frankly, he didn't care right now.

"First time for me, too," came the quiet reply.  "You okay?"

Lorne took in a deep breath.  "I'm fine, son.  Thank you."

"No, my father, thank you!  You've made my life complete and I love you for it."

Devon leaned forward and placed his head in his father's lap, stopping along the
way
to plant a wet kiss on the now-soft instrument of pleasure.

Kymber knelt between the exhausted men.  "You really look good together.
Lorne?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Do you know how much he loves you?"

"If I didn't know before, I know now."  Lorne sat quietly, his mind taking in
the recent
events.

"How was it for you?"

"Giving or receiving?"

"Take your pick; I'd like to hear both sides."

As Lorne prepared to share his feelings with Kymber, they were joined by
Etienne.

"I feel like I missed something," she said sitting next to Kymber.

"Lorne was about to tell me his feelings about Devon, weren't you honey?"

Nodding, Lorne spoke.  "It was so different!  Before I even realized it, I had
him in my
mouth."

Eti flashed Kymber a questioning look.  Kymber shook her head and placed a slim
finger to her lips.

"I found myself thinking about a couple of things.  One, I couldn't believe I
was doing
this.  As I sucked more of him, it started to feel. . . good."

Eti looked at her father, with love in her eyes.  "It's hard to describe, isn't
it?"

"Yes, it is.  Feeling him in my mouth and hearing his moans of pleasure
electrified me,
filled me with so much desire to continue."

"Now you know how we feel when we're doing you.  It's so very special."

Lorne nodded before continuing.  "Kym, when he came, I could feel him growing in
my
mouth right before the first spurt.  For some reason, I felt really proud of
myself."

Etienne agreed with her father.  "It's a good feeling when it spills out and, of
course,
it just taste so yummy!"

Lorne stood and stretched, frowning at the popping sounds his body made.  Going
over
to the framed photograph of the family, he stared at it for a long minute before
turning
to wife and daughter.

"You know, when he started on me, I thought it wouldn't be any different than
having
one of you doing it."

"What did you learn, Dad?"

"I learned it's as different as night and day, with the main difference being
attitude."

"Attitude?"  Kymber and Eti exchanged a puzzled look.

"I was thinking that another man was making love to my cock.  At first, I was a
little
scared, but after a few minutes, my whole outlook on the deal changed.  It
stopped
being a question of a man-on-man thing, becoming one person loving another."
Lorne
shook his head.  "It takes some getting used to, doesn't it?"

Etienne and Kymber joined him, wrapping their arms around him.  "You'll get used
to
it soon enough," Kymber assured him.


Part IV, Chapter Two

Ellie stood in front of the full length mirror, examining her naked form while
gently
cupping one milk-filled breast in one hand.  Turning to one side she frowned,
noticing
her distended abdomen.  Absently, she ran her hands along the curves of her
belly,
shaking her head.  Although her pregnancy was proceeding well, Ellie still felt
awed
with the knowledge a child was growing inside her.

The young woman slipped into her nightgown before crossing the room, turning off
the
light and curling up in her bed.  Outside, the night sky was clear, the quarter
moon
casting its pale light onto the freshly fallen snow.  Snowflakes carried on the
wind
glittered past the window as Ellie took stock of her life. 

"One more month to go.  God, I'm so tired."

Carefully, she shifted her position, wishing the baby would stop kicking long
enough
for her to get comfortable.  Patting her tummy, she said, "Oh, be still!"  As if
her plea
was heard, the baby finally settled in one place - for now.  Ellie breathed a
sigh of
relief, returning to her thoughts.

Something was missing from her life, she decided.  Trying to identify the
missing
ingredient was proving to be more difficult than she had expected.  Ellie knew
she
wasn't suffering from a lack of love; between Devon, Kymber and her parents,
there
was plenty of love and attention to go around several times.

Ellie felt warm and secure as she thought about each member of the family.
There was
Devon; brother, friend, lover and father of her baby.  Probably the most
attentive of
anyone in the family, he saw to her every need.  Not from a sense of obligation,
mind
you; Lorne had made it clear that love shouldn't be looked at as an obligation
or chore.

Ellie smiled as her brother's strong features faded from her mind, being
replaced by
the fine, gentle features of her aunt, Kymber, the family's free-spirit who
always
looked to the bright side of any situation.  Her cool green eyes, however, hid a
mischievous, playful nature and a bold, brash sexuality.

The flame-haired vision was replaced by the calm, intelligent face of her
mother. 
Whenever a situation got out of hand, Mom was always there, able to say just the
right
thing to set everything right for everyone.  Just a hint of a smile creased
Ellie's face
as she thought of the sexual hellion hidden beneath the calm exterior.

Last, but certainly not least, there was her father.  Ellie blinked in surprise
at the
sudden surge of lust she felt, her nipples tingling as they became erect.  Lorne
represented all which was right in the world.  Dedicated, unselfish, and, as far
as Ellie
was concerned, all-knowing in that he would never steer the family in the wrong
direction.

As her father's face faded away, Ellie became more aware of the tingling making
its
way through her body, heightening her senses.  From Devon's room, she could hear
love being made.  The slightly muffled grunts and groans increased the feelings
inside
her, causing her to shift uncomfortably.

"I'm horny," she thought.  Through the closed door, she could hear - her mother?
- cry
out in delight at whatever Devon was doing to her.

As the sounds of passion increased, so did Ellie's discomfort.  Reaching across
the wide
expanse of stomach, her fingers sought and found her center, parting the full
lips of
her vulva to expose her clitoris.  However, before she could begin to ease the
itch, Ellie
heard a soft tapping on the bedroom door.

Frustrated, she called out, "Come in - it's open!"

The door opened and Lorne poked his head in.  "Hi, baby!  I just stopped by to
check
on you."

Ellie was pleased - and electrified; her father's appearance would fill the bill
just fine!

In a voice husky with mounting lust, she said, "Just the person I was looking
for."  Ellie
slid over to allow Lorne to sit next to her.

"You were looking for... mmpff!"

Any further words were cut off as Ellie covered her father's mouth with hers,
filling the
moist cavern with her tongue.  Her hands were busy, literally tearing the shirt
from his
back before fumbling with his belt buckle.  It took a little doing, but after a
few frantic
seconds, the belt gave way, allowing Ellie to free Lorne's rapidly swelling
manhood.

Taken completely by surprise, all Lorne could do was succumb to the attack and
hold
on for dear life.  He felt the cool rush of air on his exposed flesh for only a
brief
moment, before being replaced by the hot wetness of Ellie's mouth.  He groaned
as
Ellie pushed him back onto the bed. 

Lifting her head for only a moment, Ellie's words were almost a growl.  "Oh,
yes.  I've
been looking for you!  I need you and I will have you!"

With an ease which belied her gravid condition, Ellie rolled onto her father's
prone form
and continued the assault on his cock, while exposing her musky center to him.
Her
hands and mouth worked in concert to send wave after wave of pleasure rippling
through her prisoner.

With her lust in full control, Ellie slid Lorne's tool deep into her throat,
relishing the feel
of its length and thickness which pulsed with each beat of his heart.  Drawing
back
until only the head remained, Ellie began a vicious attack, allowing her teeth
to scrape
against the spongy mass while her tongue rasped across the sensitive underside.

Lorne wasn't sure of what the hell was happening.  He did know, however, he
needed
to do something - and fast.  Reaching up, he filled his hands with her ass
cheeks,
drawing her luscious dampness to his mouth.  The tip of his nose buried itself
within
the folds of Ellie's inner labia as he sucked on her clitoris, causing the young
woman
to squirm against his face.

Ellie held her head still, allowing her tongue to play along the crown and shaft
of
Lorne's maleness, all the while savoring the dizzying sensations provided by his
experienced mouth.  She could feel him quivering in her mouth, signaling his
pending
release.

"Oh, no you don't.  I gotta have this where it will do the most good."  Ellie
disengaged
herself from Lorne's mouth, leaving him with a feeling of loss.  Turning, she
positioned
herself over his erection, feeling an exhilarating rush of pleasure as the
spongy head
passed through her wet lips.

"Uh, baby," Lorne began.  "I don't think..."

"Shut up.  I know what I'm doing."

Lorne was taken aback at the sharp rebuke, an odd sense of excitement flowing
through him at her forcefulness.  Doing as he was ordered, Lorne fell silent as
Ellie
lowered more of her body onto his shaft.

The feeling was indescribable; with her belly full of child, Ellie was tight,
yet her inner
sheath had a velvety feel to it, surrounding his cock with such a delicious
feeling he
almost exploded on the spot.

"Come on!  Give it to me, damn you!  Fill me with your stickiness."  Ellie rode
Lorne's
stiffness carefully but with purpose, wanting to feel him spurting inside her
folds,
wanting him to put out the fire inside.

"Stop holding it back, Dad - you know what I need!"  Ellie shuddered as her
orgasm
slammed into her, the flow of lubricating juices increasing.

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about!  Give me more!   GIVE ME MORE!!"

Lorne was stunned - where did this wild woman come from?  His eyes widened with
increasing wonder as the flow of obscenities continued, adding to his
excitement.

"Oh, yeah!  Oh, yeah!  I love you so much!"  Ellie's moans of pleasure were like
music
to his ears as she rode out yet another orgasmic wave, grinding her soaked sex
hard
into his pelvic bone.  Lorne could feel Ellie's vaginal muscles gripping him
with varying
tightness.  He reached up, placing his hands on her swollen belly and began to
rub
gently.

"Damn it, oh damn it all to hell!," cried Ellie, giving herself to the heat of
passion.  "I
need you to cream me, my love - I need you to do... it... NOW!"

Spurred on by her impassioned pleas, Lorne relaxed his control and was instantly
caught up in the torrent of emotions.  His sac tightened almost painfully,
sending the
familiar tremors racing up his thickening shaft.

"Here, baby - here it is!" he groaned as his seed spilled into her.

"Ahhh, yes, yes, yes..."  Ellie was just on the other side of heaven as her
father
continued to fill her with his semen, hot and sticky, feeling the strong
pulsations inside
her while Lorne emptied himself into her flesh, cooling the fires - for now.

Spent and still a bit confused, Lorne helped the exhausted young woman onto her
side
before withdrawing from her steamy center with a wet, slurping sound.  Looking
down
at Ellie, he could see the smile on her face as well as the happiness in her
eyes.

As the intense fires banked themselves into something a bit more manageable,
Ellie
looked up at her sire, feeling all the love in the world.

"Umm, I really needed you.  I feel so much better now."

Lorne looked down at his second child for a long moment before asking, "What got
into
you?"

Ellie laughed softly.  "You did, silly!"

Rolling his eyes heavenward, Lorne said, "You know what I mean."

"Yeah, I know."  Ellie took a moment to get the giddy feelings under control
before
continuing.

"I had to have you - that's the best way I can explain it.  I was lying here,
thinking
about you and got this crazy urge to just take advantage of you."

Her look became serious.  "Oh, damn."

"What's wrong?"  Immediate concern creased Lorne's features.

"I said some pretty outrageous things, didn't I?"

Relieved, Lorne allowed himself to smile.  "Yeah, I'll say.  Didn't know you
knew words
like that!"

"You're not angry are you?"

"Angry?  No, darling.  Actually, it was kind of exciting."  Lorne leaned over
and kissed
Ellie's brow.  "In fact, it was very exciting - we should do this again some
time."  Lorne
sat up and stretched.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, my love?"

"Please stay with me tonight."

"Are you sure you want me to?  I won't be able to guarantee you'll get any
sleep."

"Yes, I want you to.  And, I'm counting on not getting much sleep tonight."

Discarding the remnants of his shirt and trousers, Lorne slid into the bed next
to Ellie,
who settled into his arms.

"Are you okay?"

Ellie's sleepy reply said it all.  "Uh-huh.  I love you so very much..."  Ellie
dropped off
to sleep immediately.

"And I you," he whispered, stroking her face with his hand.  Settling in, he
closed his
eyes, feeling the baby moving within her.  Lorne smiled at the sensation as
sleep
claimed him.


Part IV, Chapter Three

Lorne was having the most delicious dream.  His cock was being licked and sucked
by
some unknown person who was doing a fantastic job of providing him with so many
different sensations.  Warm, soft hands caressed and soothed him as he grew
closer
to climax.  In his dream, Lorne thrust his hips gently, not wanting to disturb
the
insistent rhythm of the mouth on his flesh.  It wasn't long before his passion
caught
up with him as he exploded into the waiting mouth while the unseen hands milked
every precious drop from him.

Lorne opened his eyes - and realized he hadn't been dreaming, finding himself
surrounded by Devon, Ellie, Kymber and Eti, who were involved in a group kissing
session, licking his seed from each other's lips.

"I thought I was dreaming," Lorne said.  The quartet turned and looked at him,
smiles
spreading across their faces.

"Morning, Dad," beamed Devon.

"Good morning, darling," offered a smiling Kymber.

"Hi, Dad," chorused Eti and Ellie together.

"You folks really know how to wake a person up!  What did I do to deserve such a
reception?"

Devon spoke for the group.  "Nothing, Dad.  We did it because we love you.  Do
we
need a reason other than that?"

"I guess not!  Thank you, one and all."  Sitting up, Lorne stretched and asked,
"What's
on the agenda for today?"

Lorne made his way to the bathroom as the family discussed what they wanted to
do. 
As the water for his shower grew warmer, Lorne noticed the silence from the
other
room.  Turning he headed for the door, only to run into a wild-eyed Devon.

"Dad!  Something's happening to Ellie!"

Ignoring the running water, Lorne dashed from the bathroom to find Ellie holding
her
stomach - and sitting in a pool of fluid.  He quickly assessed the situation -
it was time!

"Go find your mother and Etienne.  Tell them Ellie's water has broken - they'll
know
what to do."

"Right.  On my way!"  Devon headed for the door.

"And, son?"

"Yeah, Dad?"

"Better get dressed - you're in for a long day!"

Devon looked down at himself as if just realizing his nakedness.  "Oh, yeah.
Clothes
would be good, huh?"  Smiling, he rushed down the hallway to dress and join the
mother of his child in her efforts.

Hurrying to get dressed, Lorne couldn't keep from feeling like history was
repeating
itself.

*   *   *

Kendra Etienne Williams came into the world kicking and screaming lustily.
Drenched
with the perspiration of her efforts, Ellie watched as nurses tended to the
newborn. 
The drops of silver nitrate were applied and Kendra was gently washed, dried and
wrapped in an insulated blanket before being passed off to Dr. Carl Hendricks.

"Someone wants to say hello," said the smiling doctor.  Dr. Hendricks handed the
squirming bundle to Ellie, placing it into her arms.

The bond was established as mother and child looked at each other.  Kendra fell
silent
at once, somehow knowing she was in good hands.

"She's beautiful."

Ellie looked up at Devon, giving him a tired smile.  Devon was doing some
recovering
of his own.  The long hours in the labor room had been hard on him, witnessing
Ellie's
agony and not being able to do anything about it.  He had spent much of the time
kicking himself, knowing Ellie wouldn't be in such pain were it not for his
involvement.

The nurses came over to take Kendra off to the nursery while others prepared to
move
Ellie to her room, where the two would be reunited later.  Tossing his soiled
gloves into
a nearby hamper, Dr. Hendricks crossed the room and stood next to Devon, not
wanting to spoil the moment.

"That is one pretty little girl," the doctor commented.  "She's lucky to have
parents like
you."  Carl looked at Devon, watching for the younger man's reaction.

Devon's heart felt as if it had been encased in ice as he turned to face the
older man.

"'Parents', Doctor?  I'm afraid you're mistaken.  I'm Ellie's brother and she
asked me
to be here with her through this."

"Son, I know you are her brother.  I also know you're Kendra's father."

Panic welled inside of Devon - but he kept his cool.

"Doctor, that's a pretty strong accusation.  One which could, ah, get people in
a lot of
trouble."

"You're right," Carl conceded.  "It's a strong accusation, but the truth.  I
know it and
you know it."

As they exited the scrub room into the hallway, Devon cast desperate glances for
any
signs of his family.  Turning the corner, he saw them walking hurriedly in the
direction
of the nursery - and knew he was on his own.

Carl Hendricks steered Devon into an empty room and closed the door.  For long
minutes, the two men just looked at each other, waiting for the other to break.

Devon tried his very best to remain calm and determined; however, the OB/GYN was
used to waiting and his patience seemed limitless.  Devon decided to go on the
offensive.

"So you think there's something funny going on, huh?"

"Think?  Son, I know it - and I can prove it."  Carl allowed himself a smile,
knowing he
had Devon at a disadvantage.

Devon knew it too, but held his ground.  "What is your proof?"

Carl Hendricks' smile grew wider.  "You are, of course, aware of the genetic
analyzer
your father invented some years ago?"

Devon nodded, not getting the doctor's point.

"It's very useful in our pre- and postnatal testing.  In fact, every child born
at this
hospital in the last twenty years has been tested using your father's invention.
Quite
a piece of machinery."

"What's your point, doctor?"

"My point is this:  We keep all of the test results.  Yours is on file, as is
Ellie's.  We
tested Kendra before and after being delivered.  In comparing the prenatal
results, I
found something interesting."  Hendricks paused, adding a bit of drama.

"I found that the three of you share the same genetic codes."

"How do you figure that?"  Devon's anger was mounting.

"Easy, son.  It's a matter of routine for us.  One of the benefits of your
father's
invention is that we can find genetic errors before they can become a problem.
In this
case, I checked Ellie's scan for problems and didn't find any.  As a comparison,
I
checked yours, since it was available.  Again, no problems."

"Then I checked the prenatal scans we did on Kendra..."

"And you found them similar."  Devon sat heavily on the stool behind him.

"Bingo.  Too similar to be just a coincidence."

"Why are you telling me this and what are you going to do?"  Devon braced
himself for
the expected threat.

"I'm telling you this to warn you.  What I'm going to do is... nothing."

"Warn me?  I don't get it."

Dr. Hendricks sighed.  "If I found out, others can find out.  And they may not
be as
understanding as I am."  He turned and opened the door.

"Wait.  What's to say you won't go to the authorities?"

"Son, I understand the situation between you and Ellie - I've been there
myself."  He
smiled at Devon before disappearing into the hallway.

Devon watched the doctor leave, feeling uncertain and very vulnerable.  He
stepped
into the hallway and headed towards the nursery to find his family.

*   *   *

Lorne stood at the entrance to Ellie's room, his eyes scanning the corridor for
any signs
of Devon.  Minutes before, Carl Hendricks came by to check on Ellie and to offer
his
congratulations.  As they shook hands, Carl winked at him and left him with a
cryptic
message.

"You've got a great family, Lorne; keep up the good work!"

Lorne was still trying to figure out what he meant when Devon came around the
corner, clearly in a hurry.

"Devon, where have you been?  Ellie's been asking about you!"

"I had a talk with Dr. Hendricks a few minutes ago."

"He was just here checking on your sister."  Lorne could tell Devon was upset
about
something.

"Son, what's bothering you?"

"He knows, Dad.  He told me he knows about me and Ellie being Kendra's parents."

"Wait a minute.  How does he know?"

"He told me your genetic analyzer told him."  Devon gave his father not quite an
accusatory look.

"My genetic... oh, shit," Lorne said, the memory returning.

The genetic analyzer was actually part of the splicing unit he'd invented years
ago
while at Carlton Pharmaceuticals.  Quite by accident, they discovered the
analyzer
could be used to detect genetic errors in humans.  After some quick trials, the
government approved it for obstetrics use first - it had proved more valuable
than
amniocentesis and other tests of the time.

"Didn't you know they used it here?"

"Devon, I forgot - I simply forgot."

"I don't see how, Dad; your patent and sales of the analyzer has made you rich."

Devon's tone was scathing.

"I didn't remember its use was SOP for maternity cases.  Oh, damn!"  Lorne
pounded
his fist against the wall, startling a pair of nurses.

Devon went over and placed a hand on his father's shoulder.  "Dad, there's no
point
in worrying about it now.  Hendricks just warned me to be careful, saying
something
about his being where I am before."

That explained Hendricks' remark.  Obviously, there was more to the good doctor
than
met the eye!

"Well, if there's nothing to worry about, let's go see your new daughter."


ETIENNE: THE NEW BREED

Part V, Chapter One

Kendra giggled in delight as her father nuzzled his face against her tummy, her
little
hands trying in vain to ward off the ticklish advance.

"Daddy!  Stop!" she managed between giggles.  "I give up!"

Devon looked at his daughter, his face flushed with the effort of blowing
raspberries
against her smooth skin.

"You'll think twice about smacking me on the butt, won't you?"

Unable to speak, Kendra could only nod.

"Okay - I'll cut you a break this time.  But if you do it again..."  To
reinforce his mock
threat, Devon tilted his head towards Kendra's exposed tummy, causing the
youngster
to start giggling again.

"I won't - I promise!"

Ellie sat in the rocking chair, watching the scene with barely hidden amusement.
Since
Kendra's birth, so many things had changed within the family.

Ellie watched as Kendra crept up behind her retreating father, wincing at the
sharp
sound of her little hand on her father's backside.  More surprised than hurt,
Devon's
reaction to the unexpected attack was comical.  As he began a mock pursuit of
the
little troublemaker, Ellie laughed.

"You'll never catch her, Dev."

"Oh, I'll catch her, all right.  And when I do...!"

As the chase intensified, Ellie looked around the house, finding it hard to
believe it was
really theirs, even after all the time which had passed.

Ellie's happiness was displaced for just a moment by a feeling of loss.  Four
years ago,
the family had split up by necessity.  Their once spacious home was now a bit
crowded
with Kendra's arrival.  After talking it over with Devon, they had decided to
set up their
own home, much to everyone's displeasure.

*   *   *

"You want to do what?"

Lorne looked at his son and daughter, his face registering shock and surprise at
the
announcement.  Devon swallowed nervously; nonetheless, he held his ground.

"We want to move out on our own.  It's nothing personal, Dad."

"I don't understand why.  Aren't you two happy here?"

"Dad, it's not a question of happiness - it's one of necessity."

Lorne looked toward Etienne and Kymber; both women sat silently, wearing
identical
calm looks.

"Okay, son.  Explain it to me."

Devon stole a look at Ellie, who gave him a much-needed nod of support.  Taking
a
deep breath, he launched into his explanation.

"You once voiced a concern about our not getting out into the 'real world' and
getting
involved with other people.  We told you then the only thing we needed was each
other.  Since that time, nothing has changed, except the size of the family."

"Go on," Lorne prompted.

"Since Kendra arrived, Ellie and I have been thinking about getting out on our
own -
but we want to stay together.  Then we had to think about you and Mom and Aunt
Eti,
too."

Kymber spoke for the first time.  "How did we get into this decision?"

Ellie took up the lead.  "Well, you guys deserve to be alone.  After all, Dad's
retired and
you and Mom haven't had to work for years."

"And you're not getting any younger," Devon added.

Etienne calm visage hid just a bit of a smile.  "Devon, darling, you didn't say
that last
night!"

Chuckles from the assembled family served to lighten what was turning out to be
a
tense moment as each remember the literal free-for-all which had taken place the
night before.

"Ah, yeah, well..." Devon stumbled for a reply and, finding none, fell silent.

Eti raised a hand for silence.  "All of this aside, I think we understand what
you're
saying."  Nods from Lorne and Kymber confirmed her pronouncement.

"Dad," Devon began, "All we're saying is it's time for us to strike out on our
own. 
You've provided us with a great deal of love and security and it's time we
repaid you
by showing we can survive on the outside."

Lorne had to admit Devon had a point.  It was only a few years ago when he had
addressed the same concern to Etienne.

After a few seconds of silence, Lorne made a decision.

"Okay.  Here's the deal.  You can either stay here and we'll go up to the cabin,
or you
can take the cabin."

Devon and Ellie looked at each other.

"That's a rather generous offer Dad," Ellie began.  "But we had something else
in
mind."

Lorne could barely contain his surprise - but managed.  Etienne and Kymber,
however,
had surprise written on their lovely features.

"I see.  Just what did you have in mind?"

"We were thinking about a little place we saw just south of where the cabin is.
I made
some phone calls about it and it is available."

"I assume you can afford this place?"

"Well, we could use just a little help..."

"How much help are we talking about?"

Devon reached into his back pocket and handed his father a folded piece of
paper. 
After taking it, Lorne took a long look at the notes Devon had scribbled before
passing
it to Kymber, who passed it on to Eti.

The elder Williams' sat in complete silence, an action which only served to make
the
younger generation nervous.  After several minutes, Lorne finally spoke.

"Will you two excuse us for a moment?"

"Sure, Dad.  We have to check on Kendra anyway."  Filled with anticipation,
Devon and
Ellie left the room.

Making sure they were alone, Kymber broke the silence.

"Now we know what they've been doing with the money we've been giving them."

Lorne was clearly worried as he spoke.  "It isn't really a question of the
money; it's
more a question of them being together."

Eti and Kymber both realized the implication Lorne was hinting at.  Away from
the
relative safety of their home, Devon and Ellie ran the risk of being exposed to
a world
which didn't care very much for their chosen lifestyle.

Kymber finally spoke up.  "Honey, I'm sure the kids have thought this out."

Etienne nodded in agreement, adding, "It's not like they don't understand the
risks
involved."

As their parents continued to debate the matter, Devon and Ellie listened in on
the
conversation from the upper hallway.

"I don't think Dad's very happy about any of this," said Ellie.

"How could you tell?"

Before Ellie could respond, Lorne's voice reached out to them.

"You two can come down from the hallway now; we've made our decision."

Brother and sister wore identical embarrassed looks as they took seats on the
sofa. 
"We didn't really mean to eavesdrop, but..."

Lorne waved Devon's explanation off.  "We've decided to give you our blessing on
this. 
However, you have to be aware of some cold, hard facts."

"For one," started Kymber, "You will be responsible for the financial aspects of
setting
up house.  We'll help, naturally, but this isn't a free ride."

Eti added, "Please be careful out there; if the wrong person were to discover
your
activities, well, your lives will be ruined forever."

Devon nodded somberly.  Looking at his sister he said, "We understand the risks,
but
it has to be done.  Thank you all for understanding and supporting us in this.
We won't
disappoint you."

Lorne stood and stretched.  "Then it's settled.  Let's go see this new home of
yours!"


Part V, Chapter Two

Devon breathed a contented sigh as Ellie's mouth covered his erection with the
liquid
warmth he enjoyed so much.  The heat of her body against him, the firm yet
gentle
pressure of her tongue on his glans and the musky odor of her femininity
combined to
complete the euphoric state of mind he'd settled into.

Ellie so enjoyed giving her brother this type of pleasure.  There was something
magical
and satisfying about the feel of his cock in her throat and hearing his moans of
delight
as she suckled him.  Holding only the head of his shaft between her lips,
Ellie's tongue
traced lazy patterns across one particular spot, causing Devon to arch his back
in
response which, in turn, slid more of him into her hungry mouth.

Taking a deep breath, Ellie took him deep into her throat until the tip of her
nose
rested on Devon hair-covered pubic bone.  As expected, she could feel the
tremors
racing along the length of his shaft as it grew slightly thicker.  Ellie backed
off just
enough to keep Devon buried in her mouth while moving to a kneeling position
beside
him.

Devon took full advantage of Ellie's change in position, reaching over and
grabbing the
leg closest to him before she could settle in and continue.  As he guided her
leg across
his body, the pungent, heady aroma of Ellie's sex flooded Devon's senses as he
positioned her over his mouth.  Ellie grunted in protest at this change in
plans;
however, she didn't offer much resistance.

Which was just fine with Devon.  Parting her moist labia with his lips, he found
her
clitoris, sucking it into his mouth with a loud slurping sound.  Her mouth
filled with his
hardness, Ellie moaned at the sensuous contact, giving them both quite a thrill.

Devon ate at her lustily, leaving no part of her tender sex untouched.  Her
juices, a bit
more tangy than usual, coated his face as Ellie slowly fucked his mouth.  He
reached
up to spread her firm, smooth bottom to expose the puckered ring of her anus. 
Extending his tongue, Devon teased the orifice for only a moment before plunging
his
tongue into her well-lubricated slit.

*   *   *

Kendra watched the action from her hiding place in her parent's closet, her
heart
pounding.  It had taken the youngster a while to get up the courage to pull such
a
stunt; however, her curiosity had finally gotten the best of her.

For as long as she could remember, Kendra had wondered about the many sounds
which came from her parents' bedroom.  Once, while playing in her room, she
heard
the sounds coming from the living room in the middle of the day!  When she went
to
investigate the moans,  groans, and laughter, she found her parents sitting
together
smiling at each other.  Even to her young mind, she knew something had taken
place
before her arrival - she just didn't know what.

So, she came up with a plan to find out.  Announcing she was going to bed early,
the
intrepid nine-year-old went in the direction of her room.  After making sure no
one was
following her, she ducked into their bedroom, going straight for the closet.
Once inside
and safely concealed in a dark corner, Kendra sat quietly and waited.

She didn't have long to wait.  Kendra heard their footsteps as they entered the
room,
their voices just low enough for her not to make out what they were saying.  A
rustle
of clothes being removed told the youngster they were getting ready for bed.

Excitement flowed through Kendra as she heard her mother say something about her
father's hands feeling good.  The sound of the bed creaking was followed closely
by a
lot of smacking and sucking sounds; Kendra could hear her father sighing, as he
often
did when he was feeling good about something.

As quietly as she could, Kendra made her way to the front of the closet, sliding
the
door open just enough to allow her an unobstructed view of the bed - and almost
gasped aloud at the sight which greeted her.  With her eyes already accustomed
to the
darkness, Kendra could clearly see her mother putting her mouth on her father's
'thing'!  And, oh, boy, it was really big!  Much bigger than the other times
she'd ever
seen it!

Kendra felt warm and tingly as she watched her mother sit on her father's face.
From
the happy look on her mother's face, Kendra guessed it really felt good,
although she
couldn't quite figure out why her father wasn't being smothered.

The young spy was having a difficult time sitting still as the scene continued
to unfold. 
Kendra jumped as her mother let out a loud cry, saying 'yes' to something over
and
over.  Kendra watched with a mixture of excitement and confusion as her mother
rolled
off to one side, breathing heavily.  Watching her father get to his knees,
Kendra felt
suddenly weak as she caught a glimpse of the gigantic 'thing' bobbing between
her
father's legs, wondering what was going to happen next.

Her confusion deepened as her dad crawled between her mother's open legs, which
he
held high and wide before laying down on top and moving up and down.  What was
happening now?

*   *   *

Devon grunted as he slid into his sister, feeling his swollen member seating
itself firmly
against her pubis.  Slowly, he fucked into her, relishing the feel of her
slippery sheath
clasping him.  He looked down at Ellie, smiling at the look of bliss etched into
her
lovely features.

"Oh, it feels so nice," cooed Ellie, raising her hips in time to meet his urgent
thrusts. 
"Fill me, darling, give me your hot cock!"

"Hey, I aim to please, dearest," Devon responded.  He punctuated his statement
by
driving fully into her, his sac slapping against her buttocks.

"YES!  God, yes!  Give it to me hard, Dev!  Slam it to me!"

Devon repeated the deep thrust, the impact causing the entire bed to shake.  He
could
feel the building pressure in his testicles as they tightened in preparation to
deliver
their payload of love.

"I'm not going to last much longer," he declared, his movements increasing
within
Ellie.

"Shit, I don't want you to last.  Cream me - give it to me!"

Devon felt his body tense as the indescribable feeling crept up his spine,
raising the
hairs on the back of his neck.  For a moment, time stopped as he teetered on the
edge.

"Oh, shit!  Oh, damn!" Devon gave into the sensation as he spilled into Ellie,
the sticky
fluid splashing against her sensitive walls.  Devon continued his erratic
thrusts into
Ellie as their juices combined to make the perfect lubricant.  Spent, he
collapsed onto
his sister, feeling her warm kisses on his neck and ears.

Wrapping her arms around the love of her life, Ellie held Devon close, feeling
his
manhood shrinking inside her and his seed slowly seeping from her.  Ellie was
about
to voice her appreciation when she heard a sound.

"Dev?  What was that?"

Exhausted and drained, Devon could barely lift his head.  "What was what?"

"I heard a noise - sounds like it's coming from the closet."

*   *   *

Kendra felt funny, like she was going to faint.  In a moment of confusion, she
fell back
wards, knocking over a tennis racket.  The sound of the racket crashing to the
floor
froze her in place - she knew her parents heard it.  Ice-cold panic quickly
displaced the
warm, fuzzy feelings as she heard someone get up and walk in the direction of
the
closet.

The door slid quickly open and Kendra was greeted with a close-up view of her
father's
naked body, his 'thing' once again small and covered with white goo.  Kendra
held her
breath as her father looked past her to the back of the closet, now wishing she
hadn't
been so foolish.

Devon was about to close the door when he spotted the overturned racket - and
the
nine-year-old sitting next to it.

"I think I found the noise you heard," Devon announced while motioning for
Kendra to
step out of her hiding place.

Ellie turned onto her stomach - and saw her daughter standing next to Devon,
clearly
afraid.  Looking closer, she could see Kendra's flushed complexion and realized
the
very young lady had been hiding in the closet during their lovemaking.

"My, my!  What do we have here?"

Devon led Kendra over to the bed and sat down.  Moving to the side just a bit,
he
pointed to a spot between himself and Ellie.  After a moment of hesitation,
Kendra sat
between her parents.

"Looks like to me we had a spectator," Devon said.

"So it would seem.  Honey, what were you doing in there?"

Kendra's face burned hot with embarrassment, so much she wished to be anywhere
except sitting here.

"Kendra?  Your mother asked you a question."

Knowing she could no longer avoid answering, Kendra tried to swallow the lump in
her
throat.

"I, um, wanted to, um, know why you and Daddy made those funny sounds."

Barely able to stifle a laugh, Devon looked at his sister, who was hiding her
face in the
sheet, her body shaking with laughter.  Devon reached over and pulled the sheet
away.

"C'mon, El," his tone now serious.  "We have to address this and there's no
better time
than now."

Ellie propped herself up on an elbow, wiping tears from her eyes.  "Yes, you're
right,"
she finally replied, after taking a few seconds to compose herself.

For a very long moment, Devon sat looking at his daughter, drinking in her
budding
beauty.  Her brown hair, braided into tight rows, hung to her shoulders; light
brown
eyes set into an oval face the complexion of coffee (extra cream, thank you)
peered
into his with uncertainty.  Under the full-length nightgown, Devon knew, was a
nicely
developing body.  His mind touched on the memory of her smooth, hairless pussy,
feeling a rush of excitement course through him.

Kendra shifted uncomfortably on the bed under her father's suddenly intense
gaze. 
The way he was looking at her made her feel... good, in a funny way.  At first,
she was
scared and nervous; then a little angry when Mom and Dad started laughing at her
question.  Now, for some reason she didn't understand, the fear and anger went
away.

Devon waited a few more seconds for Kendra to relax - and to keep his erection
from
becoming more apparent.  Finally, he spoke.

"You know that your mother and I love you very much, right?"  Kendra nodded -
just
loved it when her parents showed their affection.

"Okay.  Well, we also love each other very much.  Tell me, how many ways can you
think of to show someone you love them?"  Kendra's face became a study in
concentration - you could almost see her young mind working on an answer.

"Well, there are hugs and kisses - and stuff for your birthday and Christmas."

"A good answer, Kendra.  So, let's talk about hugs and kisses for a moment,
okay?"

"Okay."

"There are times when we want to show you how much we love you, we'll give you a
kiss or a hug - sometimes both.  When your mother and I want to show each other
how much we love each other, we'll hug and kiss, too."

Kendra didn't have much of a problem with this and said so.  "You and Mom are
always
hugging and kissing."

Ellie laughed softly.  "There are times, my darling daughter, when we want to
show our
love in other ways.  You've seen us cuddling and holding hands?  Well, we often
show
love by touching each other."

A light went on in Kendra's mind, suddenly putting two and two together.
Gathering
her courage, she asked a question.

"Were you and Dad having sex?"

Devon answered.  "Yes.  How do you know about it?"

"I heard Melissa Hargrove talking about it.  She said it was nasty."

"Well, Melissa was wrong, dear.  Sex is not nasty or dirty.  It is a special way
for
people to show love for each other."

"May I ask a question?"

"You most certainly may."

"If having sex shows how much you love someone, why don't you have sex with me? 
Don't you love me?"

Devon reached over and wrapped his arms around Kendra.  "Oh, baby, your mother
and I love you very much!"

Even though Kendra knew this was true, she held her ground.  "Then how come you
don't?"

"It's not as easy as that," Ellie said.  "There are some things you just aren't
ready to
deal with yet - and a lot of things you don't understand."

Kendra frowned.  "May I ask another question?"

"Go right ahead."

"Does having sex make you happy?  When I was in the closet, you looked happy."

"Yes, darling, having sex makes me very happy."

"Then I want to be very happy, too."

"Kendra, honey, there are so many things you have to learn first."

"Then teach me."

Devon looked at his daughter and felt his erection returning.

"Honey, this is a pretty big step to take.  Are you sure this is what you want?"

"You told me it's your job to make me happy.  You told me that you love me very
much."

"I do."

"Then I'm confused; if you are telling the truth, then you should show me your
love
like you do with Mom."

Ellie leaned over and said, "She's got you there, Dev."

Devon could only nod - it wasn't hard for him to see Kendra's point.  "There is
something you have to know before anything happens."

"Like what?"

"People don't think that mothers and fathers should show love to their children
by
having sex with them."

"Why?"

"It's a little hard to explain, but I'll do my best.  Do you remember the story
on the
news a little while ago, about the man who got arrested for something he did
with his
son?"

"That child abuse thing?"

"Yes.  There are laws in our country which say if a grown-up has sex with a
child, he
or she can go to jail."

"Mrs.  Mitchell was talking about that in school last week.  Is this the same
thing?"

Ellie said, "It depends on who you're talking to.  Your father and I don't see
it that way. 
Neither does your grandfather and grandmother or your aunt Kymber."

"Why?"

"We are a family and families should always show their love for each other in
every
way they can."

"You've told me this before.  It's stupid for families not to love each other."

"Well," Devon began, "there are people who think that families who love each
other
should be punished."

"Another question?"

"Go ahead."

"When you were growing up, did you love your family like this?"

"Yes, we did."

"Did you think it was wrong?"

"Never.  I love my sister very much."

"Did you have sex with her, too?"

"All the time.  In fact, I still do."

Kendra was confused.  "Where is your sister?  I don't remember ever seeing her."

Ellie spoke up.  "I'm right here, sweetheart."

Kendra's eyes went wide, looking first at her mother then snapping around to
look at
her father.  "But, you're my mother...  Wait a minute."

Devon looked over at Ellie.  "I think she's beginning to understand."

Ellie smiled back.  "I always said she was a smart girl."

Kendra's mind was a whirlwind of thought as the implication solidified in her
mind. 
"Does Grandmom and Granddad know?"

"Who do you think taught us?"

The room grew quiet as Kendra thought things through.  Well, as much as her
young
mind could, anyway.  "May I be excused now?  I have a lot of thinking to do."

"Before you go," said Devon, "may I ask you a question?"

"Uh huh."

"Does this bother you?"

"I don't know.  I love you and Mom very much and I want you to love me."

"And we want to you to love us, just as much as we want to love you.  But, like
I said,
it's a pretty big step to take."


Part V, Chapter Three

Kendra stood and stretched; even though the hour had grown late, she wasn't in
the
least bit tired.  She wasn't sure if she understood everything her parents had
told her
so far; somehow, though, Kendra knew they were telling her the truth.

"Mom, Dad, I'm sorry to be so much trouble, but I have to ask another question,
if I
may."

"Honey," Ellie said, "you can ask all the questions you want.  We'll do our best
to
answer them all."

"We can't let anyone know how much we love each other, can we?"

"Sadly, no.  The truth is society just doesn't understand things the way we do."

Kendra looked over at her parents, taking in their nakedness.  She couldn't help
but
notice her father's penis, which had grown large again.  Nor could she deny the
feelings the sight of it stirred within her.  She watched as her mother stood
and walked
to the bathroom, noting the size of her breasts and the way her body curved in
certain
places.

"Dad?"

"Yes, honey?"

"When I grow up, will I look like Mom?"

Devon had also gotten to his feet.  He smiled and said, "I certainly hope so!
You're
growing into a beautiful young lady."

"Dad, will you love me forever?"  Kendra just couldn't take her eyes off her
father's
body.  Was it getting warmer in the room?

"Forever and ever!"

Kendra turned at the sound of the toilet flushing.  A moment later, Ellie
returned.  As
she approached, Kendra got a good look at the thatch of hair covering her
mother's
secret place.   Absently, her hand went to her own place, which she knew didn't
have
hair - yet.

"Mom?  Will you love me forever, too?"

"Of course I will, love!  With all of my heart."  Ellie looked over at Devon,
who just
shrugged.  There was something significant about these questions; however, he
had
no idea where they were going.

"I love you both very much and I want to make you happy."

"We love you, too, honey - your happiness is all that matters to us."

The room got even warmer as Kendra made a decision, pulling her nightgown over
her
head and letting it drop to the floor.  Her body was tingling all over,
especially between
her legs.  On legs she suddenly didn't trust, Kendra crossed the short distance
between
herself and her parents.

"Then I want you to make me happy and to love me."

Kendra reached out and wrapped her arms around her father, feeling the warmth of
his body surround her.  Being tall for her age, Devon's penis rested against her
chest -
she could feel it growing between them.  Turning to her mother, she repeated the
embrace.  The musky scent of her mother's place reached her and she found it
exciting.  Releasing her hold, Kendra climbed onto the bed.

"Teach me how to love you the way you love each other."

Devon and Ellie looked at each other before looking at their daughter.  She
looked so
vulnerable and innocent as she offered herself to them.  And knew what had to be
done.  As their parents had taught them, love was to be shared, without shame or
deception.  And, they both knew, this was the moment they were waiting for.
They
also knew it had to be Kendra's choice, for love should never be forced.  Devon
and
Ellie took places on either side of their daughter.

Kendra could feel her blood pounding through her body as first her father, then
her
mother kissed her gently on each cheek.

"Are you sure this is what you want, love?" asked Devon, feeling the surge of
love
flowing through him as well.

"Yes, I'm sure.  I want you to love me."

"Then you will be loved, my darling," said Ellie.

"What should I do?"

"Whatever comes to you.  In love, everything is okay."

Devon lowered his head, letting his tongue flick out and over the still-forming
buds on
Kendra's chest, the touch sending jolts of excitement through her.

"That tickles!," she said, as her mother joined in, gently sucking on the other
nipple.

"Yeah, feels nice, doesn't it?"

"It sure does!"

Kendra gave in to the many sensations, allowing herself to be carried away by
the
moment.  While her parents explored her body, Kendra let her hands roam freely
over
theirs.  Smooth hardness on one side contrasted sharply against the silky
softness on
the other as her hands touched everything within their reach.  Was it hot in
here, or
what!

Devon worked his way down Kendra's body until he reached her nearly-hairless
sex,
noticing the fine hairs which were beginning to sprout.  Gently, he parted her
legs and
let his tongue slide between the sweet flesh until it reached the small bud of
her
clitoris.  The results were electric!

Kendra had been sucking on the nipple Ellie had offered her, bringing back
pleasant
memories of her, ahem, younger days as an infant when she felt the first touch
of her
father's mouth.  His kisses 'down there' were really heating up the room when
his
tongue slid wetly across a certain spot when the world exploded in her head.

"Oh!" she exclaimed as the nipple fell from her hungry lips, her back arching
upwards
in response.  "What was that?"

Ellie kissed her on the ear and whispered, "Just your father loving you.  How
does it
feel?"

As Devon continued to lick her clitoris, Kendra was caught in a mixture of
emotions -
answering her mother's question suddenly became a difficult thing to do.  Kendra
wrapped her arms tightly around her mother and held on for dear life.

Devon was lost in lapping up the sweet offerings of his daughter's pussy as he
inserted
his tongue into her.  Glancing upwards, he saw the look of total surprise cross
the
youngster's face as she held on to her mother, who was stroking her lightly and
whispering calming words into her ear.  Seeing all was well, he returned to his
licking
and sucking, lifting Kendra's legs higher to expose more of her.

Ellie was beginning to feel left out.  She managed to escape Kendra's grasp and
positioned herself until her brother's manhood was directly in front of her.
Ellie closed
her mouth around the spongy glans and sucked hard.

Kendra felt a moment of disappointment as her mother moved away.  Looking down,
she could see her father's penis disappearing into Ellie's mouth, which made her
father
suck harder and faster on her rapidly overheating center.  Turning her head, she
looked right into her mother's sex, hidden behind a mass of curly hair.  With
her only
free hand - the other was now full of her father's hair, Kendra reached up and
slid her
fingers into the tangle of hair, finding it very wet and very hot.  Gathering
more
courage, Kendra searched around the wetness, letting her fingers explore every
inch. 
A chain-reaction of events was taking place:  As Devon ate Kendra, she worked
her
hand faster between Ellie's legs.  In turn, Ellie was enticed into gobbling down
more
of Devon's shaft, which accelerated his efforts between Kendra's legs.

As with all good things, this one was quickly coming to the end.  For Kendra,
the world
just went crazy as something broke loose inside of her.  Unknowingly, she jammed
her
rather small hand into Ellie's vagina up to her wrist, setting off an intense
orgasm
within the older woman.  As Ellie got washed away, flooding Kendra's hand with
hot
juices, she sucked harder on Devon's swollen glans.  A twitch, and she soon
tasted the
warm stickiness of his seed as he thrust into her mouth.

For a long moment, they lay very still, each one lost in their own feelings.
Ellie
reached down and removed Kendra's hand from her wet orifice before sitting up. 
Looking over at her brother, she could see him recovering, his chest heaving as
he
sucked in long, deep breaths.  Turning her attention to Kendra, she placed a
hand on
her tummy, feeling the muscles trembling slightly.

"Kendra, honey?"

Kendra's eyes were partially closed - her lips parted slightly.  For a moment,
she didn't
respond and Ellie became worried.  As she touched her face, Ellie was surprised
to find
it wet with tears.

"Kendra?"

"Hmm?"

Relieved, Ellie asked, "Are you okay, honey?"

"Hmm?"

Devon had joined Ellie by their daughter's side, exchanging worried looks -
until
Kendra smiled.

"Hi, Dad.  Hi, Mom.  Where are we?"  Kendra raised her head and tried to focus
her
eyes onto her surroundings.  Finding it made her dizzy, she let Ellie cradle her
head,
snuggling up to the warmth of her mother's body.

"You're in our bedroom - do you remember what happened?"

"Hmm?" came the sleepy reply.

"Guess not," replied Devon.

Ellie looked into the now-sleeping face of her daughter.  "Let her sleep - we'll
talk to
her in the morning."

Yawning, Devon agreed.  With their loving daughter between them, Devon and Ellie
drifted off into a peaceful sleep.


Part V, Chapter Four

Kendra had never felt so warm and comfortable before in her young life.  Visions
of
warm summer days floated through her mind; she knew she was so very happy. 
Everything was so right in the world!

Her pleasant thoughts were rudely interrupted by a loud noise, causing her to
open her
eyes.  Yawning, she tried to stretch, only to find herself unable to move.
Still a little
disoriented, it took her a few seconds to realize where she was, where the noise
was
coming from - and why she couldn't move!  Fully opening her eyes, blinking
against
the ray of sunlight peeking into the room, she looked into her mother's sleeping
face. 
If her mother was here, then the noise she heard must be...

Reaching out, her hand came in contact with her father's hardness, throbbing
gently
against his stomach.  He grunted something Kendra couldn't make out and shifted
slightly at her touch.  Realization dawned on her as the memories of the
previous night
returned with full force.

"They loved me," she whispered, feeling a soothing calm embrace her.  Turning
her
head, she looked at her mother - and found her looking back at her!

"Good morning, little one!  How are you?"

"Fine, thank you.  I slept like a log.  Did we...?"

"We most certainly did, sweetie.  Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes, I did.  But..."

"But what?"

"Was that all there is to it?"  Deep inside, Kendra hoped there would be much
more.

"Oh, yes!  There's so much we have to show you - but you can't learn it all at
one
time!"

Kendra smiled happily.  "I can't wait to learn more!"

Ellie got a deliciously evil thought at that moment.  Keeping her voice low, she
whispered "You ready for lesson number two?"  She looked over at her sleeping
brother
and smiled.

Kendra followed her mother's gaze, coming to rest on Devon's erection.  To a
nine-
year-old, it appeared impossibly huge.  She looked back at her mother with a
questioning look, not really knowing what to do.

Ellie could see the doubt on the youngster's face and gave her a hint by sliding
a finger
in and out of her mouth.

Kendra's eyes went wide - was her mother kidding?  How was she supposed to get
that
huge snake into her mouth?  Still, she loved challenges...  Slowly, Kendra moved
towards her sleeping father, eyes focused on her objective until her face was
just mere
inches away.  She stole a look back at Ellie, who nodded and smiled.

Taking a deep breath, Kendra examined her victim... uh, father closely,
fascinated at
the length and thickness of him.  Ringed with large veins, it throbbed like it
had a life
of its own.  Licking her lips - and taking one last look at her mother, Kendra
allowed
her pink tongue to extend and touch the beautifully sculpted crown of his penis.

Withdrawing, she sampled Devon's somewhat tangy taste and, finding it pleasant,
bent
once again.  Carefully, she took him into her small hand, marveling at the way
it felt -
smooth, yet hard.

As she shifted her position slightly she squeezed the shaft, causing a clear
drop of...
something to appear at the tip.  Kendra looked toward her mother, who helped her
by
opening her mouth and closing it on the tip of her finger and sucking until the
tip of
her finger appeared.  Trembling with anticipation - and a bit of fear, Kendra
captured
the pulsing glans, closing her tiny mouth around it.  She sucked gently and the
salty
drops coated her tongue.  Finding them rather tasty she swirled her tongue
around,
searching for more drops.

Devon moaned slightly and, unknowingly, shifted his position.  The movement slid
a
full inch of cock into Kendra's mouth, triggering her gag reflex for a moment
and filling
her mouth with saliva that ran in rivulets down the shaft.

Ellie held her breath when seeing Kendra's moment of distress.  Although it
looked as
if the youngster had things under control, she flashed her an "OK" and relaxed
when
Kendra nodded in return.  Sticking out her tongue, Ellie made circling motions
with it
against the tip of her finger.

Kendra was beginning to understand how this was done.  Emboldened by her success
so far, she let her tongue flow over her father's cockhead, delighted in the
taste and
feel.  A bit braver still, she tried to imitate the bobbing motion she saw her
mother use
last night.  Oh, yeah, this was much better - and easier, too - than trying to
hold it in
her mouth.  Slowly increasing her speed, Kendra lost herself in her task.  She
learned
if she pushed the skin up along the shaft, more of those tasty drops would
appear.

Devon was dreaming - or at least he thought so.  In his dream, full sensuous
lips were
surrounding his penis, giving him incredible pleasure.  He smiled, relaxing to
enjoy the
special treat his dream was giving him...

Ellie's smile matched Devon's as she watched her little girl enjoying herself.
She was
gaining confidence, her actions becoming bolder and sure.  It wouldn't take very
long
now.

Kendra's tongue poked and prodded the tiny slit she discovered for a few seconds
before running along the ridges of the crown.  She found a curiously flat spot,
where
the ridges met and ran her tongue over it, feeling Devon's shaft jerk in her
hand.

"Did I do that?" she asked herself and did it again.  This time, the elongated
snake
jerked twice, dumping more of the delicious stuff onto her tongue.

In his dream, Devon was close to spilling his seed into that wonderful mouth.
He
reached down and cupped his hands around the face of the dream person pleasing
him. 
He wanted to thrust into that face but he didn't want to ruin the glorious
feelings.  Any
moment, now - oh, God, this was feeling so good!

Ellie could see - and Kendra could feel - Devon's cock pulsing strongly with
each
passing second as the youngster continued to probe the flat spot continuously.
Ellie
looked past Kendra's fist, noting how tight Devon's sac had become.

Devon felt himself right on the edge of orgasm, the incredibly delicious feeling
building
inside him.  They raced along his nerve endings, crossing a certain threshold.
Devon
began to wake up as the orgasmic tide continued to swell.  Of their own
volition, his
eyes opened; he looked down and saw... 

The sight of Kendra's face full of throbbing maleness, coupled with the
onrushing force
of ejaculation kicked Devon right over the edge.

"Kenny?" he managed to say before the intense feeling overtook him.  He hit the
wall
hard as his seed flowed into her hot mouth.

"Oh, SHIT!!"

Kendra was in over her head as the hot, sticky liquid quickly filled her mouth,
spilling
out over her lips, down the exposed shaft and onto her hand.  "This new stuff
has a
stronger taste," she thought while trying to hold onto the jerking snake in her
hand. 
She grabbed on with both hands as Devon continued to empty himself.

Devon was locked in the stasis grip of his orgasm/ejaculation.  He couldn't
think,
couldn't move - all he could do was pump sperm into his daughter's mouth until,
finally, he was released from the paralysis, drained and, yes, sated.

Kendra rose to a sitting position, covered with goo.  It was all over her hands
and face
- and it felt wonderful!

While Devon struggled with trying to figure out what was going on, Ellie moved
next
to Kendra and began to lick the cooling seed from her daughter's face.  Scooping
up
a small bit of it, Ellie slipped her tongue between Kendra's lips, giving the
exhausted
youngster some of the fruits of her labors.

Kendra felt her mother's tongue inside her mouth along with the gobbet of sticky
stuff. 
Still very new at all of this, she awkwardly returned Ellie's kiss, feeling the
stuff sliding
down her throat.

"Are you okay, baby?"

"I'm fine - did I do it right?"

Ellie looked over at the blank look on Devon's face before looking back at
Kendra.  "I
think you did just fine, baby.  I also think your father knows you really do
love him -
even if he doesn't know where he is right now!"

Mother and daughter laughed as they made their way into the bathroom, leaving
Devon in the bed wondering what he missed.


Part V, Chapter Five

"She did what?"  Lorne managed to ask between peals of laughter.

"You heard me, Dad," Devon said, his face darkening.  "I thought I was dreaming
and
when I woke up, I saw Kendra sucking away on me like it was nobody's business."

"You know Ellie put her up to it, don't you?"

"Yeah, I figured as much.  You know what the surprising part was?"

"What?"

"She was incredible.  Dad, I'm telling you, she handled it like an old pro."
Devon
looked thoughtful for a moment before adding, "Well, maybe not like an old pro,
but
she didn't do bad for her first time."

Lorne watched his son with undisguised amusement; the younger man was obviously
beside himself in disbelief.  He was also aware of a feeling of pride swelling
in his
heart, seeing Devon carrying on the family tradition.

"Well, son, I'm glad to see things are starting to work out for you.  Where's
Kenny
now?"

"Upstairs with Mom, El and Eti, I think, probably talking about me - I think my
ears
feel a little warm."

Lorne chuckled again.  "Hey, don't look to me for sympathy!"

Devon smiled sheepishly.  "I didn't really expect any."

"Glad to hear it.  How's the house coming along?"

*   *   *

Kendra lay next to Etienne, paying close attention to what her great aunt was
saying,
not daring to even blink lest she miss something.

"...then you spread these open, like so and - there's what you're looking for."

Kendra watched in utter fascination as Eti spread Kymber's labia, exposing her
clitoris. 
On the other side of Kymber, Ellie watched passively.

Kymber, however, was just on the other side of heaven, enjoying being the
'practice
dummy' for the youngest member of the family.  So far, she'd been kissed, licked
and
nibbled by both Eti and Ellie, no part of her upper body was left untouched.
And, of
course, after being shown what to do, young Kendra had to practice.  Her nipples
still
tingled after a particularly energetic sucking from Kenny.

"What do I do next?" Kendra asked, clearly enjoying this class in loving.

"Oh, that's easy, sweetheart," Eti answered.  "You use your tongue like this..."
Eti
lowered her mouth to Kymber's waiting flesh, using her tongue to paint a wide,
wet
stripe the entire length of her slit, then lightly caressing the exposed head of
her
clitoris with just the tip.

Kymber shivered at the raspy feel of Eti's tongue, sighing with contentment.
She felt
the evasive muscle at her entrance, probing gently and she tried to capture it -
to no
avail.  Kymber knew this to be very valuable for Kendra's sake - but damn!
Etienne's
teasing was driving her insane.

"Now, you try it," Eti instructed, switching places with Kendra.

Kendra moved into position and, as instructed, lifted Kymber's knees and spread
them. 
Next, her fingers searched through the thicket of auburn hair until she found
what she
was looking for and with renewed confidence, opened her aunt's outer labia.

"Hey!  You were right!  It's right where you said it would be!"

The three older women bit back their laughter.

"Of course it is, honey," Ellie said.  "My mother wouldn't lie to you."

Licking her lips, Kendra proceeded to the next part of the test.  Lowering her
mouth,
she let her tongue paint a swatch of saliva from the bottom of Kymber's slit to
the top
of her clitoris, pausing to flutter her tongue across the head.

For Kymber, it was one lick too many, for her barely contained lust escaped the
cage
she was holding it in.  As Kendra continue to lick and tease, Kymber looked at
Ellie and
used her head to call her.  When Ellie leaned forward, Kymber surprised her by
suddenly reaching up and locking their lips together.  Instinctively, Ellie
returned the
kiss as she melted into the older woman's arms.

Etienne watched the scene, also surprised at the suddenness of Kymber's
movement. 
"Well, Kenny," she said while moving to a position just behind the youngster.
"It looks
like you've started something.  Eti used her hands to move Kendra's legs until
she was
on her knees.  Turning onto her back into the desired position, Etienne helped
herself
to Kendra's young flesh, using her moist tongue as an artist would use a
paintbrush.

Meanwhile, Kymber's lust raged out of control as she lavished hot, wet kissed on
each
of Ellie's erect nipples while rubbing her niece's clit furiously.

"Oh, yes," Ellie moaned.  "Oh, right there, Kymmie.  Do it, oh, do it!"  Her own
lust
rapidly catching up to her, Ellie changed one source of pleasure for another,
straddling
the older woman's face and lowering her pussy onto her mouth.

"Oh, shit yes!  Now that's more like it!"  Ellie cried out delightedly as her
aunt brought
her talented mouth to bear on her heated flesh.  Ellie looked down at her
daughter,
who was giving it the old college try.  "Eat her, baby, show Kymmie how much you
love her!"

Like Kendra really needed the extra encouragement!  Etienne's tongue in her hot
pussy, combined with the dizzying taste, feel and scent of Kymber's cunt was
proving
to be more than she could deal with at one time.  Not experienced with being
able to
concentrate on more than one thing at a time, Kendra abandoned her grandmother's
soaking wet snatch, feeling the wetness left on her face.

No problem there, though.  Ellie quickly took her daughter's place between
Kymber's
legs, determined to give as good as she was getting - and then some.

Kendra shook with the electric feeling of Eti's tongue probing her insides.
Unable to
remain in the sitting position any longer, Kendra fell forward - and right into
the
biggest clit (that was the word for it, wasn't it?) she'd seen yet, knowing she
just had
to 'practice' on it as well.  After Etienne assisted her by spreading her legs
wide,
Kendra captured the giant-sized clit, shocked at the size and feel of it.  It
filled her
mouth, hot and fat - this was so much fun!

*   *   *

"So you figured out how to get the computer to turn the lights on and off after
all!" 
Lorne asked before taking another sip of his drink.

"Yeah, it took a while..."  Devon stopped in mid-sentence.

"What's wrong, son?" Lorne asked, instantly alert.

"Nothing, I think.  You know, they've been up there an awful long time."

"What's your point?"

"Don't you think we should check on them or something?"

"You're kidding, right?  Stop worrying about Kenny; I'm sure they're filling her
head
with all kinds of good things."

*   *   *

Kendra felt the first hot spurts of her grandmother's juices splash onto her
tongue; the
taste surprising her - but not as much as the sheer volume of stuff that just
seem to
keep pouring from just above the Eti's gaping slit.  It just kept coming as
Kendra lifted
her head.  Beneath her, Etienne shook wildly as the orgasmic storm pounded her.

"Ah, ah!" Eti gasped, burying her face as far as she could get it between
Kendra's legs. 
Latching onto the rather small bud of clitoris, Eti sucked - hard.

A bomb went off inside of Kendra as her first female-induced orgasm ripped
through
her.  "Oh, my! Grandmom?  It's happening..."  Another explosion tore its way
through
the helpless youngster as Eti continue to suck the twitching finger of flesh.
Drained
and feeling wasted, Kendra collapsed onto Etienne, holding on for dear life as
she
succumbed to the little death.

*   *   *

"So what do you think they're doing?"

"Who cares, Dev?  What's with you anyway?"

"I guess I'm being a little overprotective, Dad."

"I have no idea why; your daughter is in good hands."

*   *   *

Kymber had polished off Ellie in no time flat - who said you lose something when
you
get older - searching for another body to ravage.  She didn't have to look far.
Emerald
green eyes locked on Kendra's prone form - it was time for a little payback,
wouldn't
you say?

The object of Kymber's lust had just about recovered from the most intense
feeling
she'd ever had, which was really saying something, since she had only felt this
feeling
one time before.  Feeling the bed dip slightly, Kendra looked up just in time to
see her
other grandmother dive into her overheated sex.  Raw, intense sensations bit at
her
nerve endings as Kymber's tongue pierced her young slit, a kaleidoscope of
colors
racing through her head.  Unable to resist, Kendra surrendered to Kymber's
unwavering, relentless attention.

"Ooooh, what the hell was that?" Ellie sat up, shaking her head to clear the
cobwebs. 
She didn't have a chance to find out, however.  Armed with a gigantic strap-on
dildo,
Etienne was on her before she knew it.  Ellie cried out more in surprise than
pain as
the oversized implement tore into her, filling her beyond anything she'd felt
since
giving birth to Kenny.

"Oh, shit - NO!!" she screamed as Eti withdrew and impaled her daughter with the
unyielding rubberized cock.

"Oh, yes, my love!  This is a little something I've been saving just for you!"
Eti
grinned evilly as she punished Ellie's slit with short, savage strokes.  "How do
you like
it, love?"

"Christ, it's huge!" Ellie managed to say as her body was rocked once again with
the
force of her mother's urgent thrusts.

"I thought you'd like it, babe," Etienne said.

This wasn't an ordinary marital aid!  Eti's own sheath was filled with a
slightly smaller
version of the implement she was using on her daughter.  Each time she surged
into
Ellie, the motion shoved the dildo buried in her a little deeper.  To add to the
user's
pleasure, there was a series of rubber fingers, positioned just right to provide
exquisite
pleasure to the wearer's clitoris.

*   *   *

Lorne looked in the direction of the stairs leading upstairs then glanced at his
watch.

"They have been up there for a while, haven't they?"

"That's what I was saying an hour ago."

Lorne shrugged.  "Let's give them a few more minutes - the we'll go check on
them. 
Maybe they're taking a nap or something."

"Or something," agreed Devon.

*   *   *

Etienne slowly withdrew the dildo from Ellie, satisfied her daughter wouldn't be
waking
up any time sooner.  Her own passions were just about to give out; between the
mini-
dildo inside her, the rubber fingers against her clit, and the unbridled joy in
fucking her
darling daughter into oblivion, Eti was ready to take a nap herself - but not
before she
got to use her little toy on Kymber.

Kymber was quite unaware of the 'danger' approaching from the rear.  Her entire
attention was focused on sucking the last dregs of girl-juice from her
granddaughter. 
Getting to her knees, Kymber leaned forward to kiss Kendra tenderly.

"Hey, babe - you okay?"

Kendra opened her eyes just long enough to answer.  "Yes, thank you, I'm fine. 
Dinner was good."  Her eyes closed again as she drifted off to sleep.

Kymber laughed softly as she gathered herself onto her knees, moving to one side
as
not to awaken the sated youngster.  Just in time to feel the 12-inch long,
4-inch thick
dildo bludgeon its way into her.

"Hi there, my darling step-mother; I've been waiting for you!"

"Ugh!" Kymber grunted as the humongous tool pulled out and slammed into her
again. 
She felt her sister/daughter get a firm grip on her shapely hips to hold her
steady -
and to keep Kymber from escaping.

"Damn it!  I don't know where you got that from, but keep it going, darling.
Ream me
with it!"

"Oh, you can count on it, dearest," Etienne answered, her voice low and husky.

*   *   *

"Okay, I've had just about enough of waiting!  I'm going up there!"  Devon
launched
himself out of his chair, heading for the staircase.

"Devon!  Hold up!"  Lorne almost tripped over his own chair attempting to catch
up
with his impatient son.

Being younger and, hence, faster, Devon made it up the steps, taking them three
at
a time, stopping at the top.  Looking left then right, he tried to determine
where the
women were.  On a hunch, Devon headed towards his old bedroom - with his father
right behind him.

*   *   *

Etienne looked down at the perspiration-drenched form of her step-mother, taking
extra care in removing the mini-dildo from her tender orifice.  Even
semi-conscious,
Kymber's prone form continued to twitch in response as her final orgasm cascaded
through her.  Nodding to herself and feeling quite satisfied with a job well
done, Eti
placed the impressive implement on the floor next to the bed before curling up
next
to the closest warm body, falling instantly asleep.

*   *   *

Lorne caught up with Devon just as he reached the door of his former room.  "I
wouldn't go in there," he warned.

"Why not?  Is there something going on you're not telling me?"

Lorne held up his hands defensively.  "No, no.  Of course not, son."

"Then there's no reason why I shouldn't go in."

Lorne had to think about that for a moment before answering.  "No, I suppose
not."

"I didn't think so."

Devon turned the doorknob and gave it a little push, the door opening
soundlessly. 
Peering around the doorjamb and looking to the left, he didn't see anything out
of the
ordinary, so he poked his head further into the room, looking to the right.

Behind him, Lorne whispered, "What is it?  What do you see?"

Devon stepped fully into the room, followed by his father, who followed his
gaze.

"Will you look at this?" Devon whispered.

"Oh, my goodness," breathed Lorne.  "What the hell happened in here?"

Father and son looked in total disbelief at the women of the Williams family,
all
peacefully sleeping with their bodies interlaced with one another.

"I'll be damned if I know, Dad," Devon admitted, noticing his daughter nestled
like a
spoon against his mother, thumb in mouth, sound asleep.  And totally naked, just
like
his mother, aunt, and sister.

Lorne scratched his head.  "Whatever it was, it must have really been something
- it's
a shame we missed it."

As he crossed to the night stand to turn off the light, Devon's foot brushed
against
something.  "Hey, look at this!"  He bent over and picked up the object, holding
it up
for his father to see.

"Jesus!"  Lorne exclaimed, taking the monster dildo from Devon.  "What in the
world
is this?"

Devon had made his way back to his father's side.  "I've got a better question.
Who
used it on whom?"  He frowned for a moment before his eyes went wide with alarm.

Lorne saw the look - he was thinking the same thing.  "I'm sure they didn't..."
he
started.

"Lord, I hope not!" Devon hissed, going over to Kendra's sleeping form.  Gently,
he
opened her legs, looking for any signs of blood and finding none.  Gingerly, he
inserted
a finger into her.

Kendra smiled and said, "Yummy.  More please."

Lorne and Devon exchanged mystified looks, both wondering what she was dreaming.

Devon's finger continued to probe his daughter's tight orifice until he came in
contact
with her hymen.  Finding it intact, he withdrew his finger, noticing it was
slick with girl
stuff.

He motioned for his father to follow him out of the room.  Once safely in the
hallway,
Devon first sniffed then sucked the juices from his finger.

"Well, that thing wasn't used on her, but she's had herself one hell of an
evening."

Lorne nodded in agreement.  "I can't wait to hear about this in the morning."


Part V, Chapter Six

"Will you please sit still!"

Kendra winced under her mother's sharp tone, willing herself to sit patiently
while Ellie
finished with her hair.

"I can't help it," she complained.  "I'm a little nervous."

Ellie inserted an amber-colored bead, putting the finishing touch on the last
braid.  "I
know this is a big event for you, but it's nothing to get wired over."

Kendra turned and looked at her mother.  "I'm a few hours away from becoming a
woman and you think it's nothing to be wired about?"

Ellie regarded the 13-year-old with a mixture of pride and amusement.  She and
Devon
had agreed the day after the all-girl orgy on waiting a while before Kendra
would be
allowed to officially give up her virginity.  The decision was met with a great
deal of
disappointment, however.  Ellie remembered how much Kendra had protested all too
well.

*   *   *

"But, Mom!  I'm ready for it!"  Twelve years old, going on thirty, Kendra
stomped
across the room, flopping down on Devon's recliner.

"I'm sure you really believe that, Kenny.  The bad news is I don't agree with
you."

"You're being unreasonable."

Ellie hated when Kendra got like this.  "I am not being unreasonable.  In fact,
it's more
reasonable than you can imagine."

"I have to have him inside me - I need to feel my father's cock inside me."

A bit of a filthy mouth, too, it would seem.

"And I want you to have him - it's all he talks about anymore.  But, you're not
old
enough for the implant."

"Oh, that again."

"Yes, that - again.  Your father and I feel it would be better for you to wait
until you've
had the contraceptive implant done.  This way, you can go for what you know
without
ever having to worry about having children at your age."

"It didn't seem to stop you.  I remember you telling me you were 16 when you had
me."

Ellie knew where this was going - they've had this argument monthly for the last
three
years.

"Your grandfather hadn't invented it then - and you know it."  She made a point
of
tapping the bracelet worn on her left wrist. 

"Sometime I think Granddad invented it just to frustrate me."

Ellie rolled her eyes heavenward.  "Kendra, please.  Try to look at it from our
point."

Kendra didn't have one problem understanding her mother's point.  In fact, she
actually agreed with it - better to be safe than sorry.  This was just Kendra's
way of
pushing the situation, hoping to get under her mother's skin just enough to
allow her
to join with her father.

"I know where you stand.  I have to be 13 to legally have the implant and I
won't be
13 for another three months."

"Then why do we have to keep going through this?"

"I might get lucky and you'll change your mind."  Kendra flashed her mother an
impish
smile.

"Fat chance, young lady.  Nice try, though.  Now, let's get ready for dinner."

"Oh, all right."

*   *   *

It seemed to Kendra the three months lasted three years.  She glanced down at
the
gold and silver bracelet on her left wrist.  Born from Lorne's genetic scanner
technology, the bracelet was the only visible part of the contraceptive device. 
Implanted under the skin of her forearm, just above her wrist, a receiving
device had
been placed - the bracelet was the transmitter.  Attuned precisely to her
genetic
structure, the transmitter sent a coded signal to the receiver which prevented
her from
becoming pregnant.  If pregnancy was desired after implantation, all the wearer
had
to do was remove the bracelet and place it in a special box which cut off the
signal. 
Since no two genetic patterns were exactly alike, each bracelet had its own
unique
signal.

Kendra didn't quite understand how it worked, even though her grandfather and
father
explained it to her a few times.  She knew the bracelet represented a
breakthrough of
major proportions to the medical community, as well as making her grandfather an
extremely wealthy man; however, to Kendra it meant the fulfillment of a
life-long
desire.

"When will Dad be home?"

Ellie looked at the wall clock.  "In about forty-five minutes.  You'd better go
get ready."

Kendra nodded and headed for her bedroom.  Once inside, she stood in front of
the
mirror as she undressed.  Pulling her shirt over her head exposed her breasts,
taking
note of her nipples which were already erect in anticipation.  Frowning, she
remembered her father liked her mother's large, pendulous breasts; immediately,
she
worried about whether or not he'd find hers attractive.

"I'm sure he'll like them - he spends a lot of time looking at them," she
assured
herself.  Satisfied, her gaze when down her flat tummy to the nest of light
brown hair
surrounding her mons.

"A little too bushy," she said aloud.  Opening a drawer, Kendra withdrew a pair
of
scissors.  Soon the room was filled with the slight sound of hair being cut as
she
trimmed the excess hair.  After a few well-placed snips, Kendra was finally
satisfied
with the results.  Checking the clock by the bed, Kendra saw she only had twenty
minutes to get ready.

After making sure her braids were covered, Kendra stepped into the shower spray.

The hot water soothed and relaxed her tense body.  Grabbing the body shampoo,
Kendra quickly worked up a luxurious lather; within minutes, she was clean and
refreshed.  Stepping from the warmth of the shower into the relative coolness of
the
bathroom sent a delicious chill through her, further hardening her nipples.

Kendra quickly dried herself.  After remembering to hang up the damp towel, she
rushed into her room, looking at the clock.

She muttered a curse; "I've only got ten minutes left!"  Kendra was in the
process of
spraying her favorite perfume on her when a soft chime sounded - the intercom
her
father had installed a couple of years ago when she had fractured her ankle
after
falling out of a tree.

"Kenny?"

"Yes, Mom - I'm here."

"Your father's home."

"I'm almost ready."

Ellie could tell her daughter had been rushing to complete her preparation.
Serves her
right for taking too long in the shower!

"Take your time, honey; he just went upstairs and should be in the bathroom even
as
we speak."

"Does he suspect anything?"  Kendra was counting on taking her father completely
by
surprise.

"Not a thing."

"Mom, thanks."

"For what?"

"For everything."

"Enjoy yourself, darling."

"I will, believe me!"

Kendra could hear her mother's soft laughter just before the intercom clicked
off. 
Another glance at the clock told her she had about five extra minutes.  Crossing
to her
closet, she reached inside to retrieve the package containing the teddy
nightgown
she'd bought for this special night.

Removing it from the box, Kendra held it up to the light, hoping her father
would like
its sea-green color.  More, she really hoped he loved what the teddy contained!

The silk-and-lace garment felt deliciously cool against her skin.  Turning, she
made one
final check.  Hair braided in her customary corn-rows, no make-up, just a hint
of
perfume.  Perfect.  Turning out the light, she went to fulfill her destiny.

*   *   *

Devon felt human once again after his shower, glad to have the dried
perspiration and
dirt off and down the drain.  With some luck, his parents would enjoy the new
shrubbery for years to come.  He sat on the edge of the bed taking a moment to
view
the spectacular sunset.

"I am one lucky man.  Can it ever get any better than this?" he said aloud,
stretching
out on the bed.  The sun had disappeared in a blaze of gold and orange, along
with the
prettiest shade of violet he'd ever seen.

"Yes," he repeated.  "A lucky man."  Smiling at his good fortune, Devon closed
his eyes
for some much needed rest.  Or so he thought.

Kendra stood before the closed door trying to calm herself - to no avail.
Instead of
knocking, she walked away, silently cursing her foolishness.

"It's not like I've never been here before.  It's not like we've never done
anything, so
why am I nervous?"

"Because," she said, answering her own question, "tonight we play for keeps."
Having
settled matters with herself, Kendra returned to the door, knocking on it with
conviction.

"Come in."

Kendra took another moment to make sure everything was perfect before entering
the
room, which was in total darkness.  The anxious young woman was momentarily
blinded during the transition from the light in the hallway to the darkness of
the room.

Devon, however, was completely acclimated to the darkness.  "Hi, Kenny!  What
can
I do for you, honey?"

With her eyes slowly adjusting, Kendra moved in the direction of her father's
voice. 
"There's something we need to discuss if you have the time."

Devon felt the fatigue fall away at her announcement; anything which concerned
Kenny required his undivided attention.  For example, he noticed Kendra wasn't
in her
usual nighttime attire - especially since it wasn't bed time.

"Come on over, sit, and let's talk," he said, patting a spot next to him on the
bed.

Her heart pounding, Kendra sat next to him.

"That's a lovely outfit you've got on - is it new?"

"Yes - I've never worn it before."

"You look good in it.  What's on your mind?"

Kendra's mind picked that precise moment to draw a blank.

"Kenny?"

"Huh?"

"You said you wanted to talk, so talk!"

"Um, well, I love you very much."

"Thanks, hon.  I love you, too."

"We've had a lot of fun together and you've taught me a great deal about love."

"You're too kind, darling."

Kendra frowned; this wasn't going the way she planned.  Didn't he notice her
perfume
or the way the teddy showed off her breasts in such an enticing way?

"Was there something else you wanted to say, dear?"

Frustration began to set in, making Kendra feel as if she were five again.
Okay.  So
much for the coy approach.  Looking into her father's eyes (or in the general
direction,
anyway), she said, "I just have one other thing to say."

It was all Devon could do to keep from laughing hysterically.  Somehow he
managed
long enough to say, "What's that."

Kendra held out her left arm in response.

"Hey, you've been implanted!  Congratulations!  You know what that means, don't
you?"

"No, what?" Kendra's deepening frustration was beginning to show.

Devon sat forward until his nose was mere centimeters from Kendra's.  "It means,
my
love, I am going to eat you alive and love you like you've never been loved
before." 
Cupping Kendra's face in his hands, Devon kissed his daughter deeply.

Kendra melted into his embrace, his tongue reawakening her desire to become one
with him.  His hands, cool against her rapidly heating flesh, missed nothing as
he
fondled Kendra through the flimsy material of the negligee.

Devon broke the kiss, looking into Kendra's eyes for only a moment before
untying the
silken cord holding things in place.

"You are so lovely," he whispered.  "I've been waiting for this moment for a
very long
time."

Kendra's only response was to moan softly as Devon opened the gossamer strands
of
her nightie, exposing her breasts.  Soft, fluttering kisses lips trailed lusty
fire along her
neck while his fingers toyed with hard, sensitive nipples.

Devon pressed his daughter onto her back before continuing, inhaling the scent
of
baby-soft skin at her throat.

"Oh, yes.  This is so nice," he muttered, lowering his mouth to capture an erect
nipple,
nipping it with his teeth.  All Kendra could do was submit to her father's
energy as one
nipple, then the other, received lavish attention, heighten her lust and fueling
her
desire.

"More, please give me more," Kendra purred.

"Whatever you wish, my lady."  Standing, Devon removed his briefs freeing his
manhood, pausing for a moment for Kendra to take in the sight.

"Yeah," she cooed.  "That's what I want.  Give it to me, Daddy."

"Oh, no!  Did you think it would be that easy?"

"Please, don't tease me."

Devon laughed softly as he removed the nearly invisible panties.  "I'm not
through with
you yet," he teased, moving to cover her mons with his mouth, his talented
tongue
expertly cleaving her labia to flutter against her clitoris.

Kendra's back arched at the contact, her back arching.  "You bastard!" she
shrieked,
grabbing two hands full of curly hair to hold him against her center.  "Eat me,
you
fucker!  Eat my pussy!" 

Devon smiled - he just loved it when she got like this.  It never failed to
excite him and
this time wasn't any different.  He sucked Kenny's clit savagely as the young
woman
continue to curse him, humping her pussy against his face.

"Go, go, go," she chanted as an orgasm wormed its way along her nerve endings. 
"One more, damn it, gimme another.  Work it, Daddy!"

Devon's passions were fired and running at full throttle.  He slipped a finger
inside her,
feeling her slick juices coat it.  He let it linger for a few second as he
continued to
torture her clitoris.

"Oh, no you don't!  Get that finger out of there!  I only want one thing inside
me
tonight!"

The hotter she got, the more filthy her mouth became.  What an interesting
transformation for someone normally quiet and reserved!  Devon let his finger
hang
out for one more second before plunging it into her anus.

"SHIT, YES!"

Yeah, Kendra was clearly over the edge and having big fun, Devon thought, as he
slid
into her tight orifice up to the second knuckle.  Without giving her a chance to
adjust,
he pistoned the invading digit into her savagely several times before removing
it.

"Play time is over, little girl," he growled, forcing her legs open with his
hands.  "Your
ass is mine!"

A chill went through Kendra at his words as she felt her father's hands slide
under her
buttocks, lifting her.

"Daddy, no..." she protested weakly - and not meaning it one damned bit.  Tiny
jolts
of ecstasy coursed through her as she felt the first touches of his swollen
glans.

"Too late, baby; I gotta do you - I just gotta love you."

"Do it, then."  Kendra held her breath as the pressure against her opening
increased. 
The young woman shuddered as the spongy head passed into her, coming to rest
against her cherry.

"Come on, you bastard; don't make me wait for it."

Devon smiled evilly.  "Whatever you say."

A white-hot bolt of pain tore through Kendra as Devon plowed into her, easily
shredding the overmatched membrane.  With nothing to stand in his way, Devon
filled
his daughter with hot, hard man-meat, feeling his balls slap against her ass.

Devon held Kendra, kissing away the tears which flowed freely down her face, not
knowing if they were caused by his entrance or her happiness - or both.

"Hey, hey," he said softly.  "You okay?"

Kendra looked at him through tear-filled eyes.  "What did you stop for?  You're
not
done yet."

"That's all I needed to hear," Devon said - and proceeded to pound the living
hell out
of Kendra, fucking into her with short, hard strokes and setting off a series of
erotic
explosions inside her body.  The pain quickly became a distant memory, being as
replaced by a soothing sense of fullness as Devon stretched her wide and deep.

"How do you like it?  Is it what you thought it would be?"

"I never thought it could be like this."

"Kenny?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you so very much."  Four rapid thrusts pinned Kendra in place as Devon's
urgency grew.

"I love you, too, Daddy," she moaned feeling his cock beginning to swell inside
of her. 
Kendra could feel his movements getting short and faster.

"DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!" The curse exploded from his lips just as the first strong
spurt
of semen jetted from him to coat her once-virginal sheath.

"Oh, shit - I can feel it!" Kendra was off in her own world as her father
continued to
spill his love inside her.  The final wave was beginning to crest inside her and
Kendra
rode it, reveling the high it gave her.

"Oh, no, oh, shit, OH FUCK!"  Kendra was a screaming, gyrating demon as she
crashed
and burned with lust, the orgasmic riptide carrying her off.  She struggled
against the
darkness which had appeared at the edge of her consciousness as wave after wave
of
pleasure inundated her senses.

Devon continued to fuck into Kendra's spasming flesh, feeling spurt after spurt
of girl-
juice flowing from her.  "Geez," he thought.  "Is she ever gonna stop?"

Kendra continue to buck against him as the intense feelings took their toll on
her,
overloaded already overtaxed senses.  Her motions became weaker and erratic
until,
finally, she collapsed.

Devon looked down at the unconscious woman's perspiration drenched face,
smiling. 
As he pulled his shrinking member from the tight grip of her vagina, Devon
couldn't
help from feeling good and satisfied.  He got out of the bed, going into the
bathroom. 
Closing the door, he flipped on the light and examined his cock.  After running
the
water, he wiped away the blood-streak remnants of semen.  Grabbing another
washcloth, he soaked it before returning to the bed.

Devon hesitated for a moment to take a good look at his daughter.  Even though
she
was out like the proverbial light - she always did it when a particularly good
orgasm
got the better of her - Devon could see Kendra had turned out to be a very
lovely
young woman.  Counting himself amongst the luckiest of men, he applied the cool
cloth to Kendra's overheated body.

The cool water did its job, reviving the exhausted woman.  Kendra's eyes
fluttered
open and she smiled.

"I did it again, huh?"

Taking her hands in his, Devon said, "Looks like it, babe.  How do you feel?"

"Good.  Happy.  Sore.  God, you are one huge man!"

"No, I'm not - it just feels that way now.  Don't worry, you'll get used to it
soon
enough."

Devon placed the washcloth on the table beside him before joining Kendra on the
bed. 
He kissed her softly several times while stroking her face.

"Daddy?"

"Yeah, Kenny?"

"Thank you for loving me."

"Thanks for letting me love you, darling.  Now, get some rest."

"'Kay," she muttered before drifting off to sleep.

After making sure Kendra was comfortable, Devon went to find Ellie.

Sitting in the kitchen, Ellie heard Devon's approach and greeted him with a huge
smile.

"You must have really done a number on her," she said after hugging and kissing
her
brother.  "I could hear her all the way down here."

"Yeah, it was pretty wild," Devon admitted, taking a seat next to his sister.
"You know,
that girl has a very filthy mouth."

"Don't I know it!"

"I wonder where she picked up that bad habit," Devon mused while casting a
sideways
glance at Ellie.

"Not from me," Ellie said - unconvincingly at that.

"Come on, El.  Let's use Kenny's room and get some sleep."

"Right behind you!"

Hand in hand, they climbed the stairs, stopping to check on Kendra who was
sleeping
peacefully.

As they snuggled in Kendra's bed, Ellie said, "You've created a monster, you
know."

"Have I?"

"Just wait and see."


Part V, Chapter Seven

Pressure, friction, motion, anxiety, calm.  One moment, fullness, the next,
emptiness. 
Kendra experienced all these sensations as the hard penis invaded her body
again,
restoring the feeling of fullness.  She held her breath as her weight nearly
doubled,
pressed into the firm but yielding mattress as the man above her increased his
movement inside her.  Wet, slurping sounds mingled with their breathing adding
their
special arousal factors to the heavy, heady scents generated during lovemaking.

Kenny sighed with contentment as the thick, hard cock filled her completely,
feeling
the engorged head collide with the entrance of her womb as the man's mouth
captured
an erect nipple, sending another pleasurable sensation through her to be added
to
those already present.  The young woman added her own movements to those of the
man, thrusting her hips upward to meet his, causing him to grunt in
appreciation.

The man's strokes were getting longer and faster, the force of his body meeting
hers
caused her full breasts to move in perfect counterpoint to his thrusts.  Kendra
lifted
her shapely legs higher, to give the man greater access to her sweltering sex.
Her
senses were becoming overloaded, her body literally rebounding from the bedding,
only
to be met by the man's savage thrusts, their bodies slapping together wetly.

More friction, the woman felt more heat as she felt a very familiar tingling.  A
deep
thrust by the man, causing the tingling to increase twofold.  Another long,
deep, thrust
- the feeling quadrupled and her eyes closed tightly in anticipation of what was
to
happen next. 

The man's strokes, once sure and steady, were becoming erratic as his thick tool
grew
larger inside her.  Her own sex was already contracting sporadically, sending
rippling
waves of moist flesh against the smooth hardness inside her.  A white hot,
intense
explosion ripped through her, causing her inner muscles to clamp down tightly on
the
invading shaft.  Darkness also clamped down on her, her breathing barely
noticeable. 
Then she felt the first spurts of the man's seed, hot and sticky inside her.
Kendra
floated on the edge of consciousness as the man hammered his spurting cock into
her
as if he could get further into her body.  The frantic pounding sensation
triggered
another release somewhere deep inside her, further pushing down the veil of
darkness,
causing her to shake as if electrocuted.

Another contraction, another splash of juices to mix with his as, finally, the
intensity
began to subside, leaving her with a drained, tingly feeling.  The man's last
spurts of
semen flowed into her as he collapsed against her, breathing heavily.

"You know, " she said, her voice cracking slightly, "For an old man, you ain't
half bad."

The man propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at her smiling face. 
Laughing, he replied, "Seems you didn't think I was so old just a few moments
ago."

"A few moments ago, I wouldn't have cared if the earth opened and swallowed me
whole."  Kendra looked over at her grandfather with deep love and affection.

"You were wonderful, Granddad; everything they said you were and them some."

"Aw, 'twas nothing!"  Lorne leaned across the short distance between them and
kissed
Kendra while tweaking her still-erect nipple.

"Mmm," she moaned.  "Better watch yourself, old guy; don't start something you
can't
finish."

"Not very damned likely, little girl," Lorne replied, running his hands along
the curves
of her body.  "You're good, but you're not that good."

"I see you wanna find out the hard way," Kendra responded, moving slowly toward
him..

Lorne refused to back down.  "You'd better bring friends because you're going to
need
them to save your young ass."

Kendra sat across Lorne feeling her passion renewing at his challenge, biding
her time
for just the right moment.  Lorne relaxed and she made her move, swiftly
capturing
his penis with her mouth, swirling her tongue around the sensitive knob as fast
and
as hard as she could.

Lorne went from being completely relaxed to total rigidity, his raw nerve
endings
screaming in protest.  His hands went to her bobbing head in an attempt to
remove
the source, just as Kendra relaxed her throat and swallowed him whole.
Instantly, the
fiery sensations vanished - only to be replaced by the luxurious feeling of his
cock
swelling in the deep recesses of her mouth.

"Oh, it's gonna be like that, huh?  Granddaughter, you just bit off more than
you can
chew."

Kendra ignored the seemingly empty threat; what could he possibly do?  Satisfied
that
Lorne was bluffing, she continued to suck him, savoring the unique flavor of
pussy-
flavored dick.  Working her way back to the tip of his shaft, Kendra once again
teased
his knob with her tongue while massaging his thickening shaft with her hand.

Lorne settled into the moment, loving the feel of Kenny's soft, wet mouth on his
flesh. 
For long moments, he watched his granddaughter loving his cock as it disappeared
into
her mouth.  He looked up from the intoxicating scene taking place between his
legs
and nodded in apparent approval.

Kendra looked up at her grandfather just as he nodded, feeling a great deal of
pride
and pleasure at his acknowledgment of her skills.  Taking a breath, Kendra took
Lorne
deeper into her throat...

And felt the incredible impact of a steel-hard penis driving into her from
behind.  Shock
and surprise registered on her face as she lost her hold on Lorne's phallus.

"Pick on my father, will you?"  Devon's voice made Kendra realized she had been
set
up from the very beginning.

"Didn't I teach you to respect your elders, Little One?  No?  Well, this is the
price you
have to pay."

Lorne's low, lusty laugh reached her unbelieving ears.  "Son, your timing is
perfect, as
always.  Shall we teach this little vixen of yours some proper manners?"

Devon grunted as he drove into his daughter.  "Why the hell not?"  Grabbing two
hands full of young, sweet ass, he removed his cock from her reawakened pussy,
holding her firmly in place while Lorne shifted his position under her.  Devon
reached
down with one hand and massaged his father's penis, stopping long enough to give
the
head a generous dollop of saliva before positioning it at the entrance of
Kendra's cunt.

"Ready?" Devon asked his father, who responded by nodded.

"No!" Kendra screamed.  "What are you..."

"Shut up, woman," Lorne said with a viciousness he really didn't feel.  He did,
however,
know of her fondness for hot, raunchy, no-holds-barred sex.  Although not his
preferred methods, he played his role to perfection.

With an arm around her waist to prevent escape, Devon guided Kendra's quivering
center onto his father's cock.  Then, using his hands on her shoulders, Devon
sat her
down - hard.

Kendra gasped at the sudden penetration, her breath releasing in one long hiss.
She
looked down at her grandfather with lust-filled eyes.

"You think I can't handle this?  Old man, you're dead wrong!"  To prove her
point,
Kendra began to ride his maleness, slamming her buttocks down hard.  She let a
curse
fall from her lips as the knob of Lorne's cock rammed into her womb.

"Oh, shit, yes!  I love this fucking thing!"

Her father's voice appeared in her ear.  "Then you'll like this even better!"

Without warning, the crown of his penis pressed against the opening of her anus.
As
the bulbous head passed into her, Devon grunted with the effort.  The
ultra-slick
lubricant did its job well as Devon continued his passage into her back hole,
grimacing
at the incredibly tight feeling as Kendra's sphincter vainly tried to deny him
access to
her nether regions.

With two hot erections filling her, Kendra was stunned into silence, her mind
frantically
trying to concentrate on the two sensations assaulting her - and failing.  All
she could
do was hold on for dear life as the tag-team effort continued against her.

"Damn, Dad," Devon exclaimed, "I can feel your cock against mine - it feels so
fucking
good!"

Lost in the dual sensations, Lorne decided to let his body do his talking.
Father and
son had fallen into a steady, comfortable rhythm; now it was time to put some
shit into
the game.  Lines of concentration creased his forehead as Lorne increased his
strokes
inside Kendra, feeling Devon's thickness through the thin membrane separating
them. 
Quickly, they fell out of time, each man pounding into Kendra at will.

"Damn it!  Oh, fuck!  You're tearing me apart!"  Not surprising, neither man
deigned
to answer her pleas - not that Kenny expected one, each lost in the
all-encompassing
grip of passion.

The friction was becoming unbearable as precious lubricating fluids were whisked
away
by the invading phalluses; Kendra felt as if her body were on fire.  In an act
of what
could be called desperation, Kendra did the only thing she could do.  With a
massive
effort, she willed her battered muscles to clamp down, trapping father and son
within
her.  The sudden pressure against their cocks was enough to launch them straight
over
the precipice.

Devon felt his manhood expand suddenly, pressing hard against the veined dagger
under him.  "Damn!" he cursed.  "Not now!"  Past the point of no return, Devon
flooded
Kendra's anal cavity with his seed.

Lorne felt his son's meat swell, felt the strong pulses against his own swollen
member. 
He released pearly love into Kendra in great spurts, his body shaking with the
effort.

"Oh, yeah!  That's what I'm talking about!  Fill her, Dev!  Fill your daughter's
hot ass!"

The room was filled with grunts and groans of agony/ecstacy as the men continued
to
feed Kendra's body with their sperm.  Not to be left out, Kendra had reached her
limit
right after they began to ejaculate, washing their thrice-joined bodies with a
little liquid
of her own.

Exhausted and sore, Devon withdrew from Kendra's rectal prison, allowing the
spent
young woman to collapse onto Lorne's chest.  On his knees behind Kendra, Devon
could see his father's cock still deeply imbedded in her pussy, long streams of
semen
flowing along the exposed portion of his shaft.  Leaning forward, Devon greedily
lapped
up the offering, feeling a rush of exhilaration as the musky tastes flowed
across his
tongue.

Lorne asked, "Well, Kenny, what did you think?"

When she didn't answer, Devon said, "Kendra?"  Moving around to his right, he
peered
into Kendra's face.

Kendra's face was wet with tears and her mouth was open slightly.  Devon reached
up
and stroked her tangled hair before looking at his father.

"Out?" Lorne asked.

"Like a light." Devon confirmed.  "She really enjoys herself, doesn't she?"

With a little help from Devon, Lorne freed himself from Kendra, laying her down
in a
spot which wasn't too wet with the juices their love had wrought.

"She does, at that.  You were right when you said she'd enjoy this."  Devon
nodded in
agreement.

"I'm worried about something, though," Lorne continued as he stood and stretched
like
a cat.

"What's that, Dad?"

"She likes it rough and raunchy; did you teach her this?"

"No way, Dad - it surprised me and El, too.  Maybe this is her way of expressing
those
things she doesn't when she's not being made love to."

Lorne looked thoughtful.  "I suppose you're right, son; normally, you can't get
her to
say two words at the same time."

Devon's soft laugh filled the room as he joined his father.  "Maybe she saves it
all up
for moments like this."

"Hey, she's your daughter - live with it!"

"You know it.  How 'bout something to drink?  I don't know about you, but all
this
loving makes me thirsty!"

"You're on."  Reaching the door, he turned to take one last look at the
incredibly sexy
young woman on his bed.  Kendra had curled up on her side, sleeping the sleep of
the
innocent.


Part V, Chapter Eight

Joined together in love and happiness, life for the Williams family couldn't be
better. 
Kendra grew into a fine young woman, taking every opportunity to add to her
already
impressive store of knowledge in the subjects of loving and living, often to the
chagrin
of anyone foolish enough to tangle with her.  She seemed to be insatiable,
making love
with a gusto no one expected of her.

Once everyone decided Kendra's behavior was simply her way of expression, it
made
making love with her easier to understand.  Devon and Ellie were concerned her
wild,
lusty behavior was some sort of rebellion against their chosen lifestyle, so
they asked
her about it.

"Rebelling?  Against what?" came the exasperated answer.  "Mom, Dad, I couldn't
be
any happier!  Whatever gave you an idea like that?"

Devon had the audacity to look sheepish.  "Um, honey, it's just, shit - how can
I say
this without sounding insulting?"

"Just say it, Dad."

"When you make love, you're, ah..."

Kendra smiled and finished the sentence for her father.  "'Wild' is a good
word."

Relaxing, Devon looked at Ellie with obvious relief.  "Yeah, I suppose it is at
that."

"You two worry too much.  After all, you made me this way."

This time Ellie jumped in.  "We did what?"

Kendra turned to look at her mother, love softening her already soft expression.

"Mother, what have you and Dad been teaching me all my life?  To live life with
gusto,
right?  Well, I choose to express the gusto part of it when I'm making love with
my
family."

Kendra's parents just looked at each other, realizing she was right.

"I hope we didn't offend you, darling; we were just a little concerned."

"No offense taken!  May I be excused?  I'm supposed to pick Adam up in 20
minutes."

A moment of silence passed as Devon looked from Kendra to Ellie and back to
Kendra.

"'Adam?'  Who is Adam?"

Kendra looked directly at her mother.  "Mom, you didn't tell him about Adam?
You
promised!"

It was Ellie's turn to look sheepish.  "Oh, hell! I knew there was something I
forgot to
tell you."

"So it would seem, woman.  So, who's Adam?"

"Adam is a guy I met at school - he plays in the band.  He's really nice and I
agreed
to go out with him."

Alarms began to sound off inside Devon's head.  With a coolness he didn't feel,
he
asked, "Are you sure you want to do that?"

Mother and daughter looked at Devon curiously.

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't?"

"Think about it for a moment."

Kendra made a show of thinking.  After a second or so, she threw her arms up.
"Okay,
I'll bite.  Why shouldn't I go out with Adam?"

Ellie was the first to get Devon's point.  "Your father's concerned he may
discover our
'little secret.'" Devon confirmed with a nod; until now, they hadn't had to deal
with this
situation before...

Kendra sat down as her mother's words sunk in.  "You know," she finally said
after a
moment.  "It never occurred to me.  What should I do?  I really like him!"

"Kenny, darling, I'm not saying you can't go out with him.  I'm not even saying
you
can't make love with him.  I just feel you should be careful.  If our family has
a
weakness, it is the 'fear' of discovery."

"Even today, society just doesn't want to understand our way of life," Ellie
added. 
"One 'wrong' word to the wrong person, and there could be trouble for us all."

Of course, Kendra was already aware of these facts; it had been an integral part
of her
upbringing.

Devon continued with, "How well do you know him?"

"Well enough to have decided to go out with him.  He seems pretty level-headed
about
a lot of things."

"Kenny, honey, I don't think your father is trying to sour you on getting into a
relationship with someone else, but he does have a point."

"You're right, Mom - he does.  I'm sorry; I just never thought about it before I
met
him.  I always figured on not meeting anyone I'd find interesting."

"Tell you what.  Why don't you invite him over for dinner, say, Friday?  This
way, we
can get to know him."

Kendra brightened.  "That's a wonderful idea, Mom!  How 'bout it, Dad?  Sound
like a
winner to you?"

"Sounds like a plan to me," Devon agreed.  "Let's go for it!"

Kendra got up to leave, taking time to kiss each of her parents in turn.  "Thank
you! 
You won't regret it - Adam's a great guy and I know you'll like him.  See you
later!"

"'Bye, honey - don't be late!" Ellie shouted after her.  Returning to her seat
next to
Devon, she asked, "Are you sure about this?"

Devon frown at the question.  "As sure as I can be, El.  We can't keep her all
to
ourselves, now can we?  We've taught her love is something to be shared without
exception.  It was just a matter of time before she decided to share her love
with
someone not of the family."

*   *   *

Adam Harrison couldn't take his eyes off the lovely vision sitting beside him;
it was all
he could do not to pinch himself.  Sitting next to her in Chemistry was one
thing. 
Eating lunch was another.  Being out on a date, well, were there any words left
to
describe it?

Adam sighed.  Kendra was everything he ever wanted in a woman.  Beautiful,
intelligent, confident - did he mention beautiful?  Even though she was
obviously from
mixed heritage, it wasn't the first thing you noticed about Kendra.  No, the
first thing
you noticed was her personality:  Quiet and reserved.  Not in the least bit
withdrawn,
though; the first word which came to mind was 'focused.'

"This is absolutely wonderful, Adam.  I've passed by this place a thousand times
without ever stopping to take in the view."

Was she talking to him?

"Hello?  Earth to Adam!  Come in, Adam!"

"Huh?  Oh, I'm sorry Kendra.  My mind was a million miles away."

"No kidding!"

Adam blushed.  "Before I forget, thanks for going out with me.  I've really
enjoyed
your company."

Kendra smiled brightly.  "Wanna enjoy more of my company?"

"How?"

"My parents have invited you to dinner on Friday."

"Really?"

"No.  I'm pulling your leg."  Adam could be so goofy at times!

"I'd be honored.  Tell your parents I accept.  What time should I be there?"

"We usually eat around 5:30 or so; be at my house at, say, 5:00?"

"Okay."  As they lapsed into silence, Adam scooted closer to Kendra, placing a
tentative arm around her.

Kendra looked at Adam for a moment before settling against him, wondering what
had
taken him so long to figure out she wanted to be held.  Boy, he sure had a lot
to learn
- and she was just the person to teach him!

*   *   *

Friday arrived without incident.  All through the school day, Kendra found it
hard to
stay focused on her lessons.  Understandably, she was concerned with the outcome
of
the evening's activities.  Sitting next to Adam in chemistry was pure torture;
each tried
to look at each other without making their involvement obvious to their
classmates.

After living through what seemed to be the longest school day in history, the
final bell
rang.  Kendra made her way through the throng of students, climbed into her car,
and
made the drive home.  Even the traffic light seemed to be plotting against her,
increasing her ride home by five minutes.  Pulling up to the house, Kendra
hurried
inside.

"Mom?  Dad?  I'm home!"

When neither parent answered, Kendra wondered where they were.  They were still
home - their cars were still in the carport.

"Oh, great," she exclaimed.  "I wonder if they went down to the lake?"  Kendra
headed
for the back of the house.  As she reached the swinging doors leading to the
kitchen,
Kendra heard her mother's voice.

"Damn it, Dev!  Will you stop?  Kenny's due home any minute!"

"She won't see anything she hasn't seen before."

"What if Adam is with her?"

"Be quiet."

Kendra went through the doors, giving her parents a reproving look.

Ellie was bent over, her arms resting on the counter.  Devon was behind her,
pumping
away into her.

"Ahem."

Ellie and Devon turned their heads in unison.  "Oh, hi, babe!  Be done in a
minute!"

"I don't believe this!  The most important day in my life and you two are in the
kitchen, screwing like a couple of teenagers!"

Devon increased his strokes inside Ellie, grunting with pleasure.  Kendra
recognized
that grunt - her father was filling Ellie with hot sperm.  Moments later, he
slipped out
of her, stuffing his still jerking cock back into his pants and zipping his fly.

"I couldn't help it," Devon confessed.  "Your mother always has this effect on
me,
especially when she bends over!"

Ellie whirled on her brother.  "You've always blamed your horniness on me!  You
started it!"

Devon treated her with a smug look.  "Did not."

"Did, too!"

Kendra left brother and sister playing out an age-old game, shaking her head
incredulously.  She had things to do before Adam arrived!

*   *   *

Adam waited nervously for someone to answer the door, wondering if he was making
the right decision by coming here.  He looked around to take in the scenery of
the
woods surrounding the lake.  Off in the distance and on the other side of the
lake,
Adam noticed a rather large residence, idly wondering who owned such a lavish
piece
of property.

Further speculation was cut-off by the sound of the door opening and a strong
voice
saying, "You must be Adam.  Come on in!"

Adam turned and faced the owner of the voice.  Immediately, he recognized the
eyes
and the same cafe au lait complexion he'd come to love and respect.  Obviously,
this
was Kendra's father, Devon.

"Mr. Williams?  I'm Adam Harrison.  I believe Kendra's expecting me?"

Devon waved the younger man inside.  Closing the door, he said, "Kenny's
upstairs
getting ready.  Have a seat."

"'Kenny'?"  Adam's puzzled look spoke volumes as he sat.

"Our nickname for her.  She never told you we call her that?"

"No, sir."

"I see.  So tell me about yourself, Adam."

For the next 20 minutes, Adam talked about himself and his family.  Devon
listened
with great interest along with Ellie, who had joined them from the kitchen.
Early on
in the conversation, Adam felt their intense gaze upon him; however, when he saw
they weren't out to give him the third degree, Adam found himself rather relaxed
and
comfortable with Kendra's parents.

Devon was answering a question about the house; as he did, Adam couldn't keep
from
noticing how much Mr. and Mrs.  Williams resembled each other.  His mind
dismissed
the resemblance - it was often said that people who stay with each other for a
long
time tend to resemble each other after a while.  The conversation was just
turning to
Adam's thoughts on the upcoming election when Kendra finally appeared.

"I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long," she apologized.  Kendra sat next
to Adam
and took his hand in a show of support.

Adam felt flushed with warmth at the contact.  "Not at all.  I've had a great
time
talking to your parents."

"Since we're all here," Ellie announced.  "Let's eat!"

Conversation during dinner was held at a minimum, with Adam adding in a
compliment
here and there.  All during the meal, Kendra would steal a look in Adam's
direction,
occasionally winking and smiling at him.  Which didn't escape notice, of course;
Ellie
and Devon were quite aware of the little signals being passed between the two
teens.

"No, really Mrs.  Williams - I couldn't eat another bite!" Adam said, politely
refusing
another dish of orange sherbert.  "I'm stuffed!"

As they cleared the table, Ellie nodded to Devon, who turned to Kendra and said,
"Why
don't you show Adam around the property and the lake?"

Kendra's smile lit her face.  "Sure!  Are you ready, Adam?"

"Why not?  I've love to see what your parents have built here!"

"Then, scoot!" said Ellie.  "We'll see you later.  Oh, one other thing."

"Yes, Mom?"

"If we're not here when you return, we'll be at your grandparents'."

"Okay."  Taking Adam by the hand, Kendra led him out the back door.

As he watched the youths make their way down the rise behind the house, Devon
turned and embraced his sister.

"They look happy together, don't they?"

"Yes, they do," Ellie agreed.  "I hope we've made the right decision."

"Doesn't matter, dear," Devon said, kissing her forehead.  "What does matter is
has
Kenny made the right decision.  Only time will tell."

*   *   *

Kendra stopped so suddenly Adam nearly lost his balance.  "Oops!  Sorry!  Well,
this
is it, my favorite place."

Adam took in his surroundings.  Off to his right, the path they'd followed
continued on
towards the lake, which shimmered with reflected light through the canopy of
evergreen trees.  Above him, the canopy was open to the sky, allowing a clear
view of
the oranges and reds which mixed with the fading blue sky as the sun set.

"Oh, my."  Adam was momentarily stunned by the overall beauty and quiet of this
place.  "I can see why you come here - this is absolutely beautiful."

"I'm glad you like it.  I often come here when I want to be alone to think."
Kendra
walked a few paces to her left and opened a medium-sized box Adam failed to
notice. 
When she turned around, he could see her arms filled with the contents of the
box.

"What's all this?"

"I spend so much time here, my father built this storage locker for me.  It gets
rather
cool in the evenings, so there's blankets and stuff inside - even a tent if it
should rain."

Adam could help but be impressed.  "Your father thinks of everything, doesn't
he?"

"He loves me very much.  Besides, it's his job to see to my needs - he's very
dedicated."

For a brief moment, Adam felt a pang of jealousy as Kendra spoke of her father. 
Clearly, there was a lot of love between the two of them; somehow, he resented
it
without knowing why.

Kendra had finished spreading out the blankets to cover the dried pine needles,
patting
the spot next to her.  "Well, are you going to come over and sit down or do you
plan
on spending the evening standing?"

Adam stood for a moment to drink in Kendra's beauty.  Her braids, tipped with
their
customary beads cascaded onto her bare shoulders, making soft clicking sounds
each
time she moved.  The yellow tank top accented the color of her skin, which was
several
shades lighter than his own.  Continuing his downward gaze, he could see the
outline
of her firm breasts, unencumbered by a bra; her nipples stood out against the
material, no doubt caused by the cooling air.

Flat, muscular tummy showed itself at the bottom of her top, disappearing into
the
shorts Kendra was wearing, only to appear once again at her firm thighs.

"Hello?  Adam?"

"Coming," he finally answered, his mouth a little dry.

"You did it to me again."

"Huh?  What did I do?"

"Faded out on me, like you were somewhere else."

Sitting next to her, Adam leaning back using his arms to support himself.  "I'm
sorry;
you are so beautiful I find it distracting when we're together."

Kendra placed her head in Adam lap.  Looking into his chocolate-brown eyes, she
said,
"Flatterer."

"It's the truth," he replied.  Kendra's beauty aside, Adam was aware of another
distraction, one which had begun during his appreciative appreciation.  Looking
down
into Kendra's light-brown eyes, Adam was sure she could feel his erection
pulsating
under her.

And he was right; Kendra noticed it before he sat down.  Inwardly, she smiled at
the
warm feeling f the growing shaft felt through his pants, pleased of her obvious
affect
on him.

"Adam?"

Adam blinked at the sudden change in her voice, now soft and husky.  "Huh?"

"Kiss me."  Kendra lifted his head toward him.

Blood roaring in his ears, Adam leaned forward until their lips met, cradling
her head
in his hands.  Kendra's tongue flicked across his lips for a moment before the
kiss was
broken, leaving Adam feeling lightheaded and dizzy.

"Hmm," she cooed.  "That was nice."

"Uh, yeah."  Adam's discomfort was becoming more apparent with each passing
second.  "You kiss very well."  In his head, Adam kicked himself for such a lame
statement.  Obviously, his brain didn't want to work right around this woman.

"Thank you.  I do a lot of things well.  You interested in finding out?"

"I... uh, don't know what you mean."

"Just as I figured," Kendra thought.  Aloud, she said, "Let me show you."
Kendra's
hands moved toward the closures of his pants, quickly undoing them to reveal his
throbbing member, which was barely contained within the bikini briefs he wore.

"I don't think we should be doing this," he protested while wondering why he
didn't
have any control over his muscles.

Kendra ignored him long enough to make sure she had what she wanted in her hand.

"Adam, love, I don't remember asking you what you think."  That said, she
quickly
took him into her mouth.

Nothing Adam had ever imagined during his many masturbation sessions ever
prepared him for such an exquisite sensation.  Ever since meeting Kendra, he had
dreamed of losing his virginity to her, envisioning two groping neophytes
exploring love
for the first time.

Adam was finding it hard to breathe as the lithe woman engulfed him once again,
her
tongue tracing patterns along the shaft which were driving him insane.  He
opened an
eye and found Kendra looking back at him, her lips forming an 'O' around him.
Kendra
blinked once before returning to the matter at hand, slurping him back into the
deep
recesses of her throat.

Kenny was immensely enjoying herself, savoring Adam's fresh, clean taste and
scent. 
She happily sucked him, not caring if he found her whorish or trashy.  From
their very
first encounter, she knew he was the man she'd spend her life with.  As she ran
her
tongue along the edge of his glans, she could feel the beginnings of his orgasm.

Kendra's eyebrows arched in surprise as Adam's seed flowed into her mouth,
filling her
with a surprising sweetness which she drank down.

Adam, now flat on his back and at Kendra's mercy, was caught in the throes of
orgasm. 
His chest moved in great heaves as he tried to get his breathing under control
as
Kendra continued to drain him.  An instant later, he sensed more than felt
Kendra
remove her mouth from his rapidly shrinking cock, leaving him disoriented and
dizzy.

"Hmm," Kendra moaned, licking her lips.  "Poor baby!  You've never done this
before,
have you?"

All Adam could do was shake his head as Kendra sat beside him and caressed his
face.

"W-why did you do that?", he finally managed to croak.

"I've fallen in love with you, silly!  That's why I did it."

Adam tried to focus his eyes on the Nubian goddess above him; after a few
seconds,
Kendra's smiling face came sharply into view.  "You're in love with me?  You've
got a
funny way of showing it."

"If you love someone, you should always show it every way you can."

The cool evening air had revived him some.  "But, we hardly know each other!"

"We've known each other long enough, dearest.  Can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

"I've known for some time now you were the man for me.  During dinner, I made up
my mind to share my love with you, something I've wanted to do since our first
date."

"I don't understand."

Kendra cupped his face in her hands, seeing the tears welling in his eyes.
"I'll make
it easy for you, then.  I know what I want in life - and what I want is you.
Will you
have me?"

Something in her words struck a chord within Adam as the tears flowed from him. 
Never before in his life had he met someone who affected him so much.  His body
knew Kendra was the one for him, even if his mind didn't understand why.

Kendra waited patiently for Adam to answer, a moment of fear coursing through
her. 
Did I come on too strong?  Was I wrong about him?  Her mind was a roiling miasma
of questions.

"Yes, oh God, yes!"

Kendra smiled, all worry vanishing from her mind.  "You won't regret it," she
said. 
Standing, she removed her shorts and panties and tossed them aside.

Adam's eyes went wide at the sight of her half-naked body, his cock stirring in
response as Kendra straddled him, a look of fierce determination on her lovely
face. 
Reaching between them, she massaged Adam into full erection in no time flat,
positioning him at her entrance.  "I'm going to love you like you've never been
loved
before - I promise!", she said huskily, lowering herself onto him.

For Adam, reality went on vacation as Kendra filled herself with his cock.  "Oh,
shit,"
he moaned, as the sensations of well-lubricated pussy sliding along his cock
registered
in his mind.

"Just relax and enjoy it, baby," Kendra said.  Closing her eyes, she wallowed in
the
wonderful feeling of cock inside of her, even though he wasn't nearly as large
or thick
as her father and grandfather.  Didn't matter, though, just as long as they
loved each
other.

Kendra's relative experience was no match for Adam; she could feel the tremors
running along the length of him.  "Ah, yes, baby!  Give me your love!  Don't
hold it
back!"

Hold it back?  Hold what back?  Adam had no idea what she was talking about as
the
feelings welled inside his body.  They were a little like the feelings he
experienced
while masturbating - only a million times more intense.

Kendra felt him swell inside, screwing her ass down onto him frantically as the
first
spurts of his seed flowed into her aching center.

"Yes, my darling!  Fill me with it!  Cream me!"

Adam could only groan in response as he continued to empty himself into Kendra,
leaving him to wonder if it would ever end.

To their mutual pleasure, Adam's spasms began to subside.  A few moments later,
his
soft manhood slipped from Kendra's velvety enclosure.  She lay across him,
gently
kissing away his tears.

Adam wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close.  Who would have known
making love would be so wonderful!  He laughed softly to himself, getting
Kenny's
attention.

"What's so funny?"

Smiling, he looked at her.  "This isn't exactly the way I planned on losing my
virginity,
here on a blanket under the stars."

"Did it matter how you lost it?  Or does who you lost it to matter?"

"The latter, of course.  I just don't know how to explain how I feel."

"Then don't.  Baby, I've got a feeling we'll have plenty of time for you to
explain it
later.  Right now, I think we should either head for the house or set up the
tent." 
Kendra rose looking for her discarded clothing.

Adam rolled over and got to his knees before standing.  When he got to his feet,
the
world started to rotate in the opposite direction and he flailed his hands to
balance
himself.

Kendra, now dressed, was dragging the tent from the storage bin.  "You okay?"

"Yeah, I just got up too fast."

"So sit back down, silly.  I'll have this thing up in no time."  She grinned at
him.  "Then
I'll have you up in no time!"

"Again?  I barely survived the first time!"

"Yes, my darling, again.  And again.  And again!  I'll never get enough of
loving you!"

*   *   *

A mile or so away, Devon turned away from the large bay window which overlooked
the lake.  Even in the darkness, he knew the location of Kendra's favorite spot.

Lorne looked at his son, a wry smile on his face.  "So, do you think she had her
way
with him?"

Devon returned to his seat next to his mother.  "I'm sure she did, but that's
not what
I'm worried about."

"What worries you, Dev?"

Devon looked into his mother's green eyes.  "Mom, what happens when he finds
out? 
He will, eventually, you know.  Kendra is as open and honest as the day is long.
We've
taught her not to deceive or mislead the people she loves - and the girl had
love
written all over her face for this boy."

Etienne went to Devon's side as well.  "Devon, I think you're worried about
nothing."

"Aunt Eti, I hope you're right."


Part V, Chapter Nine

Thoughts from Kendra

When I look at my family, I often wind up shaking my head at the irony of it.
First,
there's my grandfather, Lorne.  So calm and cerebral as the patriarch of the
family! 
If there's a problem, he usually has a solution for it.  But he won't solve the
problem,
leaving it up to the individual to get it squared away.

Then there's his daughter and my grandmother, Etienne.  Had it not been for
them,
I wouldn't be here today!  Grandmom Eti is so much like her father, you'd think
they
were husband and wife.  That's how well they compliment each other.

Oh, did I mention that they're both very good in bed?

Okay.  So, there's Lorne and Etienne, who gave birth to my mother, Eleanor, who
is
named after Etienne's mother.  Stay with me, 'cause this gets a little
complicated! 
Etienne had a friend, Kymber, who was also an occasional lover to her and
Granddad. 
>From what I've been told, they all got together at some party where some pretty
wild
things happened.  Not too long afterwards, Kymber came to live with them after
Kymber's father died.  That was about the same time my mother was conceived.
After
my mom was born, Kymber married my grandfather and they gave birth to my father,

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