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This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the
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rkhaan@ix.netcom.com. Copyright 1996-1999, Robert B. Morton II, all
rights reserved.
Disclaimer
For those individual not of legal age to read this where they live,
shame on you! For those folks who may be offended by this writing,
all I can say is caveat lector... you have been warned. The following
is a work of fiction and the usual statements about bearing any
resemblance to people or places, living or dead, being coincidental,
etc., apply here.
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 parents'
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 - she 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
cock-head, 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 an 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.
"Ooh, 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 huge 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-streaked 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/ecstasy 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 lights 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, Devon. Devon and Ellie
do their thing and, voila! Here I am!
Whew! Trying to figure out who is related to whom and how can give
you a headache! Sometime, I think of it as a math problem:
Lorne + Etienne = Eleanor
Lorne + Kymber = Devon
Eleanor + Devon = Me!
I know what society thinks about incest and, frankly, I don't see
their point at all. When others think about it, all they see is the
sexual aspect of it and they always get it wrong. If someone were to
ask me if I'd been abused or molested as a child, I would laugh at
them and tell them no. Which is the truth. I've never known anything
but love and affection my entire life. As you can imagine, however,
my family and I have a rather different definition of being loved.
I've grown up doing the three-L thing taught to me by my parents and
other family members: Live, Learn, and Love. And it all makes sense.
What girl could ask for more?
Then I met Adam. At first, I had no problem sharing my love with him
because it just came naturally to me. My parents were a little bummed
out about it, of course, because they had no way of knowing if Adam
could be trusted with our little secret - but they left it up for me
to decide.
So, I've got a fiancé now and things couldn't be better. If you're
thinking having Adam in my life changed things where my family is
concerned, you couldn't be any more wrong. I love Adam very much;
he's absolutely wonderful. But I also have great love for my family
and have no problem at all showing them.
I remember the time I went over to visit my grandparents and got into
it with Grandmom Kymber. Wow! I thought I had a lot of love to
share! Kymber taught me a few things I'll never forget!
My point is when I need loving or need to show love, I know I can go
to any of them and express myself fully.
Adam doesn't know about any of this, though. I'm a little hesitant to
bring it up, even though I suspect he has some questions he'd love to
ask. For instance, he got to see all of us together for the first
time last year; I could see him looking at everyone with a funny look
on his face, noticing the resemblance we all bear with each other.
Afterwards, I could tell he was dying to say something about it - I
almost told him and thought better of it.
It's not a question of whether I trust him or not; he is the man I
will spend the rest of my life with, the one I will bear many children
for. However, as you might expect, this will be one hell of a shock
to him, one which could cause me to lose him forever. Since we're
planning on getting married in a couple of months, losing him now
wouldn't be the smartest thing to do. I suppose I'll just have to
worry about it when the time comes.
Part V, Chapter Ten
Even a week before the wedding, Adam was discovering just how deep the
river Kendra ran. Witty and charming, intelligent and thoughtful -
the epitome of a classic woman. Get her in a situation where love was
the order of the day and watch out! Sophisticated woman turned into
an insatiable, exciting she-devil!
Adam had to admit a bit of disappointment upon finding out someone had
her before he did, realizing it was a foolish fantasy. No way a woman
as beautiful - and as hot - as Kenny goes untouched for very long.
The manner in which she relieved him of his virginity by the lake was
intense and a little frightening at first; however, as he became more
accustomed to her, his fear of Kendra's sexual intensity subsided.
Well, almost, anyway. Adam shivered as his intended buried his cock
inside her body once again, grinning at him in that evil way of hers
which told him Kendra was very horny today. Pleasure flowed through
him like a current, ebbing and flowing at times, but always constant.
The last eighteen months had been quite an education for Adam. Subtly
and slowly, Kendra had been changing his entire outlook on life. Like
now, for example. They had just returned to Kendra's place, going to
her room to get the last minute details together. One moment they
were talking about possible honeymoon locations, the next, Kendra had
his cock out, gotten it hard and in her before he'd realized what had
happened.
Now, after getting an earful of lusty curses and having his lower half
drenched with girl-juice, Adam was spurting inside her, his hips
thrusting strongly against her unyielding tightness.
"Ooh, baby! That was just what I needed!" Kendra dismounted slowly,
listening to the wet, sloppy sounds created by their parting.
"Damn, Kenny! Don't you ever get enough?" Adam asked as her looked at
his sweat-drenched shirt.
"Can you ever get enough love? Better yet, would you ever get enough
of being loved by me?"
"I suppose not."
"There you go, then! Now, where were we?"
Adam sat on the edge of the bed, shaking his head in awe at this
wonderful creature. Hot and lusty one moment, cool and business-like
the next.
For the next couple of hours, Kendra and Adam went over their wedding
plans. Actually, confirming all the plans would have only taken 30
minutes or so; you can guess what they spent the rest of their time
doing, can't you?
Once again, Adam found himself drenched in perspiration and
girl-stuff. Kendra, as was her habit when completely satisfied, had
passed out next to him, sleeping peacefully. Good thing, too; Adam
knew he'd be unable to continue.
That passing out business really bothered Adam until Kendra had
explained it to him. In fact, Adam had learned just how much Kenny
knew about making love, all the while knowing she knew more than she
was telling.
He shivered. If this was only the tip of the iceberg...
Reaching over, he stroked her smooth skin, feeling so much love for
her. The future looked bright and clear. Well, almost. There was
one thing Kendra had insisted on which didn't make sense to him: After
the wedding and honeymoon (compliments of her grandparents), she had
insisted they live with her parents. Adam had argued eloquently as to
why they should have their own place; however, Kendra promptly
announced there would be no wedding without his agreeing to her terms.
After more discussion, Adam caved in to Kenny's 'demands'.
The following day, Kendra had announced to her parents the "good
news." Adam had expected a major argument from Devon and Ellie (they
told him that Mr. and Mrs. Williams lived on the other side of the
lake, thank you very much) and was shocked at their quiet acceptance.
Hell, Mrs., uh, Ellie had actually smiled!
Again, Adam shivered; there was something vaguely familiar about that
smile, something he couldn't quite put his finger on.
"Hi, lover!"
Adam turned at the sound of his beloved's voice, smiling. "'Bout time
you woke up! How are you feeling?"
"Fantastic! Lovely! Hungry!"
Adam's heart skipped a beat - for a moment, he thought she was going
to say "horny!"
"Glad to hear it. You wanna go out?"
"Nope! Let's hit the kitchen!"
As Kendra bounded off the bed and into the bathroom, Adam shook his
head: Where did she get all this energy? Three minutes later, Kenny
reappeared wearing a green and gold embroidered kimono; in her hands
was a red, gold and royal purple kimono.
"Here," she said tossing him the silk garment. "Go clean up and slip
into that; I'll toss your clothes in the washer while we eat."
* * *
Minutes later, the kitchen was awash with the fragrance of broiled
steak; potatoes were baking in the oven and the salad had just been
completed. Adam crunched away happily while watching Kendra eat.
"My God," he thought. "She even eats with the same gusto she has for
sex!" The thought struck him hard - why was it he never noticed it
before? As he contemplated this latest revelation, his fork dropped
from his limp fingers onto the floor.
"Clumsy," said Kendra, attacking her salad.
Adam smiled and bent to pick up the fork, getting a great view of her
treasures hidden away under the folds of silk.
"Adam?"
The groom-to-be ended his perusal of Kendra's gifts, picking up the
fork and placing it onto the table. Sitting up, he found Kendra
looking at him with a fierce intensity, mixed with... sadness?
"What is it, hon?"
"There's something we need to talk about before we get married."
"Can't it wait until after we get married?"
"I would prefer not to, if it's all the same to you."
Adam frowned - what in the hell was this about? Giving a mental
shrug, he said, "Whatever makes you happy, Kenny." As he shifted in
his seat, he added, "Although, I can't imagine what you want to talk
about that's so important it can't wait."
"There are a few things about me you should know." Kendra studied
Adam intently, searching for any signs of disinterest. Finding none,
she continued.
"You know I love you very much, don't you?"
If this was any other woman, Adam knew he would have simply humored
her; however, he knew Kendra wasn't a woman to be patronized in any
way. "Yes, darling; you tell me - and show me - every chance you
get."
"If there was something, say, unusual about me, would it change the
way you feel about me?"
"Let's see: You're incredibly bright, absolutely beautiful and hornier
than ten women. What could possibly be unusual about you?"
Kendra smiled, taking some of the edge off her current mood - just as
Adam planned.
"Come on; I'm trying to be serious."
"And you think I wasn't?"
Kendra's scathing remark was cut short by the sound of the front door
opening.
"Kenny? We're home!"
"In here, Dad." Kendra felt a moment of frustration at her parent's
unintentional interruption. Perhaps it was for the better.
Devon and Ellie walked into the kitchen, taking in the view of the
soon-to-be married couple in their resplendent kimonos.
"Did we interrupt anything?" asked Ellie, taking a seat at Adam's
right; Devon sat on his left.
"We were just talking," Adam answered, feeling suddenly surrounded.
"Oh; I see. By the way, Kenny - your grandmother says "hi."
"How are they doing?"
"Everyone's feeling better; nothing a little rest can't cure."
"Were they sick?" asked Adam, his concern genuine.
"Exhausted - they were up all night."
"Doing what?"
"I'm not sure, Adam; they won't tell me anything other than they had
some fun." Changing the subject, Devon said, "Are you ready for the
big day?"
"About as ready as I'll ever be!"
"How about you, Kenny?" Ellie asked.
"You know me, Mom; I'm good to go!"
Just as Adam was about to speak, he was interrupted by the dryer's
buzzer.
Ellie and Devon looked toward the laundry room. "You have something
in the dryer, Kenny?"
"Just Adam's clothes - they got a little messy."
As Adam blushed, Devon and Ellie exchanged a knowing glance,
furthering Adam's embarrassment. One of the things he learned about
Kendra which bothered him was her willingness to discuss their sexual
activities with her parents. Even more surprising was their lack of
reaction, as if such behavior was expected and encouraged!
Adam stood. "Yes. Well, I guess I should get dressed and be on my
way."
"Don't rush off on our account," said Ellie, smiling sweetly.
"No, really - I have to get going. I've still got a million things to
do before the wedding." Why was this woman smiling at him like that?
Didn't she know the effect it was having on him?
"Okay, if you insist."
Adam went over to Kendra, kissing her. "See you Saturday - don't be
late!"
"Bye! You just remember where the church is, okay?"
Adam flashed a smile in her direction before disappearing. A few
minutes later, Kendra heard the door closing and his car starting up.
Turning to her parents, she fixed them with a chilly stare.
"You two have a knack of showing up at the wrong time."
"Huh? What did we do?" Devon was incredulous.
"I was about to tell him about the family when you walked in."
It was as if the air stopped moving in the room as Devon and Ellie
realized the implication of her announcement.
"Kenny," her mother began. "Do you really think Adam is ready to hear
this?"
"Mom, I'm going to have to tell him one of these days! Why not now?"
Devon looked at both women before speaking. "Honey, perhaps telling
him now wouldn't be a good idea. Give your marriage some time to
settle in first; enjoy each other's love. Maybe after a year or so,
he'll be ready to deal with it."
"You think so?"
"All you can do is hope for the best, dear."
* * *
On Saturday, Kendra Etienne Williams became Mrs. Adam Ryan Harrison.
The newlyweds posed for pictures after the ceremony and, with rice and
well wishes flowing, departed the reception for their honeymoon.
During the flight, Adam stole looks at his bride, noticing the slight
puffiness under her eyes. Come to think of it, Kenny did appear to be
tired when he first saw her standing at the altar, but assumed it was
caused by late night preparations.
Adam was closer to the truth than he realized. For Kendra, it had
been a very late night and, as far as preparations were concerned, you
can use your imagination.
Kendra sat next to her husband, alternating looks out the tiny window
and the stunning ring set on her left hand. She was still tired from
Friday evening's family gathering - what a night! Still, when they
arrived at their destination, she would be more than ready to handle
the consummation of her marriage.
Adam's voice cut through her musings.
"Honey, is everything okay?"
"Just fine, love. How are things with you?"
"I'm still having trouble believing we're married. I know it's real,
but..." Adam stared pointedly at his wedding ring.
Kendra smiled. "It's a lot more real than you believe, darling."
Adam blinked at her cryptic response. "It is?"
"Of course! Just think of the future we'll have, the things we'll do
together. The love we'll share!"
The aircraft banked hard to the left coming up on its final approach.
Minutes later, they were embroiled in the usual hassles of deplaning
and elbowing their way through the crowded terminal to reclaim their
luggage. After a little trouble with the rental car, they were
tooling along the main highway - Adam driving, Kendra acting as
navigator.
Two wrong turns later, the newlyweds pulled up at the entrance of the
bungalow rented for their use. Adam fumbled with the key for a moment
before succeeding in unlocking and opening the door. Turning to
Kendra, he opened his arms.
"Well, Mrs. Harrison! May I have the honor of carrying you across the
threshold?"
"You may, kind sir!"
Kendra allowed herself to be picked up and carried through the door.
Once inside, Adam placed her gently on the bed.
"And now, my love, shall we, ah, get to the business?"
"Ooh, by all means, you brute!"
Adam lowered his mouth to Kendra's parted lips, ready to lose himself
in their tenderness when she tapped him on the shoulder.
"Adam?"
"Yes?"
"You forgot something."
Just a little irritated at the disruption, Adam asked, "What did I
forget?"
"The door. It's still sitting open."
"Oh. Just a moment - don't go anywhere!"
Adam jumped up to deal with the offending portal while Kendra made
herself comfortable. Seconds later, he rejoined her.
"There! Now, where were we?"
"Right about here, lover," came the husky reply as Kendra wrapped
herself in man-flesh, loving the feel of his body against hers, hot
and, oh yeah, very hard!
Their bodies ground together hotly as each tore at the other's
clothing until only bits and pieces remained. Within seconds, the
room was filled with the enticing sounds of lovemaking. After minutes
of kissing and biting every exposed inch of flesh on his body, Kendra
fixed her husband with a lusty, feral look.
"Enough of the dumb shit," she growled. "I want cock and I want it
now!!"
Adam knew better than to keep her waiting. Moving between her
outstretched legs, he drove into her wetness, feeling the moist, hot
heat of her center clutching him, drawing him deeper inside.
"Ah, yes! Fuck my hole, baby! Nail my hot ass!"
Through the haze of lust, Adam managed a smile: He just loved it when
Kendra pulled out all the stops. With all the force he could muster,
Adam plowed into Kendra's orifice, delighting in the slapping sounds
their bodies made with each thrust.
"Is this what you want, bitch? Is it? I'm gonna give it to you
good!"
"Oh, yeah, lover! Talk that nasty shit to me!"
Between the incredible, sweet slickness surrounding him and the lusty
curses flowing from Kendra's mouth, Adam knew it wouldn't be long
before he spilled his love.
Kendra more than enjoyed his efforts, too, loving the way their bodies
fit together. She was hot and getting hotter as her fingers dug into
his back. An orgasmic spike ripped through her, teasing her senses
with the promise of more to come.
Adam was close to climax. He shifted his position, hooking Kendra's
legs into the crook of his elbows before using his legs to lean
forward. The results were exhilarating as Kendra was practically
folded in half, giving Adam the right angle to plunge deeper.
"Oh yes! Oh yes! Fuck me, you bastard, oh you son of a bitch! Hurt
me, damn it! Tear my pussy apart!" Kendra's lust was out of control;
she wanted to meet his thrusts with her own but this position didn't
allow it. She was trapped, helpless and completely at his mercy -
just as she liked it.
"Here!" came Adam's savage reply. "Take my cock! I'm gonna cream
your sweet pussy, gonna do it, gonna..." The sudden onrush of
ejaculation caught up with Adam, cutting off any further speech, as
his cock swelled inside her. Just as it seemed his turgid flesh would
explode, the first pearly spurts splattered inside Kendra, each pulse
spreading more of his love inside her.
"Ah, shit! Shit!" Adam's passionate cries echoed through the room as
the world continued to dissolve around him.
"More, damn it! Give me more!" Kendra's body convulsed with the
force of her own final climax. Wrapping her legs into his arms
tighter, she drew Adam deeper into her velvet embrace, clamping her
vaginal muscles onto his spurting shaft as tightly as possible.
With a groan, Adam collapsed onto his wife, unable to continue, his
cock continuing to tremble with the effort to fill her body with
semen. Exhausted, he released his hold on Kendra's legs. He smiled
as Kendra reached up to stroke his face, while the other massaged his
chest.
"Mmm, that was great," he said.
"And the night is young, darling - we're just getting started!"
Adam opened his eyes, looking at the hand stroking his face. And sat
straight up, capturing her left hand. Turning his head, Adam look at
Kendra's wrist.
Her bare wrist. The one without the bracelet.
"Kendra!"
Kendra followed her husband's gaze and smiled. "Is there a problem,
love?"
"Your bracelet! You took it off!" Adam was about as close to a full
panic as he could ever remember.
"Yeah?" Kendra looked at her wrist then back to Adam. "What about
it?"
"We just, well, I, uh..." Clearly at a loss for words, Adam decided
to be quiet.
"We have to start our own family, dearest. Can't do that wearing the
bracelet, now can we?"
"But, why?"
Kendra moved to lay alongside him, running her hands along his smooth
chest and watching his nipples harden.
"It'll all be clear to you soon enough, my love. I'll explain
everything to you in good time. Until, then, I need you to fill me
with all the love you can." Kendra lowered her lips to an erect
nipple, sucking on it.
"Uh, shouldn't we discuss this some more," he asked, squirming under
her touch.
"We are discussing it, love." Kendra allowed her tongue to trail down
his chest and stomach, lingering at his navel for only a moment before
reaching her true goal - the head of his penis. Kendra felt him
shiver at the wet touch as her mouth closed around the plum-shaped
glans.
"Oh, fuck," Adam hissed as more of his shaft found its way into her
mouth.
Kendra moaned low in her throat as Adam grew within her mouth,
exulting in the pungent taste of their recently spent juices.
Greedily, she ran her mouth and tongue along the rising thickness of
him.
All Adam could do was lay there as Kendra's passion continued to
consume her in its fiery depths, purifying her soul. He could feel
her moaning in delight as his pulsing maleness filled her throat and
her hands tortured his nipples.
Kendra continued to assault his shaft with a terrible hunger, burying
her nose in his curly pubic hairs time and time again. She felt his
hands close around her face and, for an instant, she became angry:
How dare he interrupt her pleasure! The price of such an "insult"?
Holding him inside the steamy prison of her mouth, Kendra slipped a
finger inside to join her tongue, coating it with saliva. Withdrawing
her finger, she immediately and accurately plunged the slick digit
into his puckered asshole as deep as she could.
Adam's body tensed at the finger probed his depths, the pain of its
sudden entrance causing his entire body to arch, shoving more cock
into her mouth.
"Baby, no..." he pleaded as the pain quickly turned to pleasure. He
thrust against the finger, forcing it deeper into his nether region,
bringing closer to an orgasm which promised to top anything he'd ever
experienced before.
Kenny had other ideas, however, feeling the tiny tremors signaling his
pending release.
"Oh, no you don't. I have a better place for you to deposit this in!"
Kendra removed her finger from his ass so fast it made a loud, popping
sound. Freeing his cock from her mouth, Kendra quickly mounted Adam,
impaling herself on him. Rising slightly, she looked into his
feverish eyes before slamming her body downward onto his, their pubic
bones coming together hard.
"Give me what I need, Adam. Come on, baby! I need your stuff so bad!
Fill me. Plant the seeds of our future!"
With a mighty heave, Adam unwillingly complied with her desire as he
began to flow into her waiting sheath. Incredible, undeniable
pleasure tore through him as Kendra rode him hard, grinding onto his
shaft without mercy.
"Yes! God damn it! Keep it coming baby, oh, it feels so hot, so
good, so nice!" Kendra was beyond reason as she milked him for every
precious drop. A pulse, followed by a spurt, then another; her own
climax was threatening to shove her kicking and screaming over the
edge.
Adam looked at the wild woman astride him through slitted eyes as
Kendra rose until only the head remained inside her before slamming
onto him with such force the entire bed rocked and groaned in protest.
Faster and harder, Kendra rode Adam right over the brink, free-falling
into an orgasm which brought along the darkness for company.
"YES!!" she screamed going completely limp on top of him, her
unconscious body quivering with orgasm after orgasm. Adam, with tears
in his eyes, held Kendra tightly as the intense feelings continued to
devastate her until, finally, the quaking form grew still and quiet.
Exhausted beyond anything he'd ever known, to the point that he
couldn't move. Adam could feel his eyes closing on their own accord.
As sleep claimed him, he couldn't help entertaining one prominent
thought:
What have I gotten myself into?
Part V, Chapter Eleven
Adam felt like he was on trial. Before him sat the entire Williams
clan. Seated on the sofa, Lorne was flanked by Etienne on one side,
Kymber on the other. To Eti's right, sitting on the sofa's arm was
his mother-in-law, Ellie, while to Kymber's left sat his
father-in-law, Devon. Seated on the floor between in front of Lorne
was his wife.
Wife. His. Adam wasn't sure what disturbed him more, dealing with
the idea of being married or the family sitting and watching him
intently. The silence was close to unbearable as Adam squirmed
uncomfortably in his seat, wishing someone would say something.
Anything. Unable to take much more, Adam spoke.
"Would someone like to tell me what this is all about?"
Lorne looked at the assembled family members before looking down at
Kendra, who had turned to meet his eyes. Clearing his throat, he
answered the anxious young man.
"There's something you need to know, something Kenny was going to tell
you some months ago. The time's come for you to understand a few
things."
"I don't understand," came Adam's puzzled reply. He racked his brain
trying to remember, what?
"Son," Devon said, "do you remember a couple of days before the
wedding? You and Kenny were at the kitchen table..."
Awareness lit Adam's face like a spotlight as he remembered the night
in question. "Yes, I remember that night."
Ellie's quiet voice piped in. "There was something she wanted to tell
you about herself, but I believe you said it could wait until after
the wedding."
Suddenly nervous as the full memory return with sparkling clarity,
Adam felt the room's temperature increase along with the tension. "I
remember saying that, yes."
Kymber fixed the young man with an icy, emerald stare before saying,
"The time has now come for you to hear what she has to say."
Shaken but not cowed, Adam returned her look with one of his own. "If
this is the case, why are you all here? Surely, this is something we
can discuss between the two of us privately."
Kendra, silent throughout these exchanges, said, "What I have to tell
you concerns them as well. Besides, we have no secrets between us."
"Okay, let's hear it," he said, steeling himself for... what? What
was so important the whole family had to be present to hear it?
Kendra got to her knees and, child-like, crawled over to where her
husband sat. Taking his hands in hers, she spoke quietly.
"What I'm about to tell you will probably have a major impact on our
marriage. You have to know this and, most of all, we hope you
understand it. It'll be hard for you to hear this - I know how black
and white your mind can be." She smiled up at him. "But, it's for
the better and I ask you to believe and trust me."
Adam frowned, more confused than ever, if that was possible. "Honey,
whatever it is, I don't think it's so bad it will hurt our love."
"I hope not," intoned Lorne. "It would be a shame."
Nods from the other family members increased Adam anxiety levels.
What the fuck was going on here?
Kendra tugged on his hands to get his attention. "Adam, you know I
love you very much," she began. "You also know I would never do
anything to hurt you."
Adam nodded; this much was true.
Seeing his agreement, Kendra continued. "You also know how much I
love my family."
Another nod; where was all this going?
"Wrong, darling. You really have no idea how much I really love
them." Standing, Kendra stretched for a moment before walking over to
her father, lovingly stroking his strong, dark face. Turning to face
her husband, she continued.
"There is nothing in the world I wouldn't do for any of them.
Nothing. Whatever I have is theirs and they've given me so much."
"I understand the devotion you show them. I just don't understand..."
"Shhh. Please, let me finish. It's time for me to introduce you to
my family and I need your undivided attention."
Introduce her family? A feeling of dread began to creep into Adam.
"Adam, this is my father, Devon. Over there, is my mother, Eleanor."
"I know this - will you get to the point?"
"Adam..." Lorne's stern voice cut through Adam's frustration like a
laser. "Let her finish; then you can say what you want."
"Yes, sir. My apologies."
"This is my grandfather, Lorne, his wife - my grandmother - Kymber.
On the other side of my grandfather, is his daughter, Etienne."
"So? Kenny, I already know these people!"
"Ah, yes. But this is what you don't know." Taking a deep breath,
Kendra put her future and the futures of the family out on a limb.
"I'd like for you to meet my father's sister."
Looking around, Adam said, "Okay. Where is she?"
"Right here, Adam," answered Ellie with a wave, a smile crossing her
features.
"Adam," spoke Devon, "Please meet my mother, Kymber and my father,
Lorne."
"And," Ellie finished, "I'd like you to meet my mother, Etienne and my
father, Lorne. You already know my daughter, Kendra and my brother,
Devon."
For a moment, Adam sat quietly, not understanding. Suddenly, their
words stuck him like a runaway truck. He could feel the blood
draining from his head, leaving him lightheaded and trembling.
"You mean... oh, my God!" Adam's tone of voice clearly said he didn't
believe what he was hearing. Shock and surprise sent Adam's mind
reeling as the implication made itself at home within his very soul.
He stood on shaky legs, holding onto the back of the chair to support
himself.
Kendra looked back at her family, worry written across her lovely
features, all the while thinking this may have not been a good idea.
Lorne sensed her worry, taking her hand and guiding her to sit on his
lap. "Give him a moment, Kenny. He's got a lot to think about."
Horror and disgust flowed through Adam like some dark, viscous fluid.
He felt so sick he wanted to vomit right on the spot. Swallowing back
the bitter bile, Adam found he could speak.
"I don't believe it! Kenny, tell me this is some sort of sick joke!"
>From her perch on Lorne's lap, Kendra's quiet voice filled the room.
"It's no joke, Adam. You've heard the saying 'the family that loves
together stays together?' Well, we love together in every way
imaginable."
Nightmarish visions of every kind filled Adam's head as the truth of
Kendra's words settled in. Dumbfounded, he could only ask one
question.
"For the love of God, why?"
"For love," answered Lorne, hugging Kendra tightly. "We have all
learned the best way to experience true love and happiness was to know
it in our home."
Adam dropped to a kneeling position as if pole-axed. His mind was
threatening to shut down from the sheer overload being placed upon it.
"You lied to me," he said to Kendra weakly, feeling the need to say
something.
"No, I never lied to you about anything, Adam. I just didn't tell you
certain things - it's not the same as lying."
Adam looked up at the calm, confident voice. "How can you sit there
all cool and collected? Don't you know what this is doing to me?"
"Yes, I do, my love. I told you it would be hard for you to hear, let
alone understand."
"You're damned right I don't understand it! What kind of sick people
are you?"
Devon shook his head. "We're not sick, Adam. We are very much in
love with each other. We believe and trust in each other. Just as we
believe and trust in you."
Adam's head snapped up, the angry glint in his eyes catching Devon in
its venomous grip. "What's stopping me from going to the authorities?
I should turn the lot of you over to the police!"
Etienne looked at Adam with a mixture of love and sadness. "You won't
do that, dear."
"Oh, no? Watch me." Having decided a course of action, Adam stood,
crossed the room to the telephone and picked up the receiver. The
eerie, warbling sound of the dial tone sounded louder than it should
as each member of the family watched Adam with unnerving calm. "I'll
do it, I swear!" he vowed.
Lorne's calm, steady voice easily crossed the room. "Do what you feel
you have to, son."
"Yes, son," said Ellie, "if you feel you must do this, then by all
means follow your heart."
Tears flowed down Adam's cheeks, creating dark circles upon the fabric
of his shirt. "This is all wrong - it must be stopped!"
Kymber said, "Stopped? Adam, you can't stop love, no matter how hard
you try."
Devon said, "There's something you should consider before you make
that call."
Adam's angry reply sound like a gunshot in the spacious room. "What?
That you're all sick freaks?"
Ellie frowned, as did Kendra.
Lorne said, "Who's going to believe you, Adam? What are you going to
tell them and, better yet, how to you plan on proving it?"
Adam's finger had pressed the first number which would summon the
police when the truth of Lorne's words hit him. What, indeed?
Lowering the phone for an instant, he looked back at the family as if
they were aliens.
"I have to do something! Kenny, what should I do?"
"Come to me, my husband," she called, extending her hand. "There's
two things you can do. You can either reveal our secret to the world
or, accept and embrace the love we have for each other. And for you."
The staccato beeping of the phone invaded the ensuing silence as Adam
surveyed his options. He looked at each in turn, taking note of the
calm way they were handling his threat. No fear could be seen, no
regrets or apologies. Just love.
The receiver clunked onto the tabletop before coming to rest dangling
from its cord. Adam's eyes were fixed on the outstretched hand of his
wife, his true love. Woodenly, he crossed the room, taking her hand
in his. Tears cascaded unashamedly along the contours of his face,
forming tiny salty droplets which dripped onto his shirt.
"I don't know what to do, Kenny. I love you with all my heart. I
don't know if I can live knowing this!" Adam wept openly, absently
noting several pairs of hand touching him, soothing his pain and
anguish.
"Believe me, darling; I know how you must be feeling. You have to
believe this is the best for all of us. Look around you! Do you see
anything wrong with any of us? The only difference between my family
and yours is we're a lot closer with each other."
Adam allowed his head to lifted while a hand - he didn't know whose -
dried his tears. "You've all slept with each other." More statement
than question.
"Yes," answered Etienne. "You can't imagine the joy of having someone
making love to you who truly cares about you. This isn't about just
sex, Adam; any of us can get sex anywhere. This is about loving and
being loved."
"Aren't you ashamed?"
"Shame? What's that?" asked Kymber. "Like you, I was brought into
the family, only I got to see it firsthand. Even then, I knew there
was no more beautiful way to express love."
"Adam," began Devon, "there's no shame in being in love like this.
We've eliminated shame and deception from our lives. There isn't one
person in this room I wouldn't trust my soul to, no questions asked."
"But, how can you make love to you own sister! Don't you know how
wrong it is?"
"Says who?" asked Ellie. "The Bible? The government?"
Adam cast a defiant look at his mother-in-law. "It's against the
law."
Lorne laughed, as did Kendra and Kymber.
"Why are you laughing? There's nothing funny about this?"
"It's not against the law to love your family, Adam." Lorne looked
the younger man in the eye and said, "Besides, whose going to tell me
the best way to keep my family happy? The mayor? The governor?
Reverend Jackson at the church? I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"Only I know what it takes to make my family happy. As father and
husband, it's my solemn goal in life to make them as happy as
possible."
"Even fucking them?" Adam's voice dripped venom.
"Yes, even that," said Eti, looking at her father with undisguised
fondness.
"And I suppose you go along with all of this?" The barbed question
was aimed directly at Kendra.
"Of course I do; why do you think I'm so good at loving you? I told
you I had good teachers."
Quiet sobs wracked Adam as all of the truth made a nest in his heart
and soul. That didn't stop him from asking, "What about me? If you
have them, why do you need me?"
"Because I love you, silly. From the very first day, I knew you were
the one for me."
"That still doesn't explain why."
Etienne answered, moving to sit next to the stricken young man. She
ran a hand along the tear-streaked face before her. "The why of it is
easy, Adam. Love has no power if it isn't shared. That's what
spreads the happiness from one to the other."
"I still don't understand." Adam trembled as Etienne continued to run
her fingers against his skin, finding the sensation strangely
comforting.
Kymber's soft voice offered an explanation. "From the time you're
born, you get introduced to love. Truly, it is because of love that
you were born. Your parents show their love for you in many ways.
They feed you, clothe you, and keep you safe from harm. When they
want to show you how much they care, didn't you get lots of hugs and
kisses?"
"Yeah, I suppose so."
"Even when they were angry, you knew they loved you," Devon said.
"I would only realize it after I thought about it later."
"Your parents," Lorne added, "taught you most of what you know,
prepared you to face the world. But, tell me; when was the last time
your mother or father hugged you?"
"The day of the wedding," Adam answered, not getting the point.
"What was different about it? Did it seem a little too impersonal?"
Now that Lorne had mentioned it, his parents did seem a little
distant.
Lorne could see he had Adam's attention. "Like your sister, Andrea, I
believe. When did you notice your relationship with her changed?"
I'll bet your relationship with her was at its peak; you did
everything together, even bathe."
Etienne: "Then, one day, you were told you couldn't bathe with your
sister any more. Did it make sense to you?"
"No," Adam admitted. "It didn't. They just said we were getting too
big to take baths together."
"And," added Devon, "from that day on, your relationship with Andrea
hasn't quite been the same, has it?"
"No, no it hasn't. We rarely speak these days."
"She feels like you no longer love her, doesn't she?", asked Kymber,
stroking Adam's curly hair.
"Yes! How did you know?"
Lorne's gentle laughter filled the room. "It's easy, son. Your
parents spent a lot of time teaching you to share your feelings with
them and Andrea. As things progress and your feelings and, perhaps
theirs grew stronger, they saw too much love and affection could lead
to lovemaking."
All of this was beginning to make sense to Adam, adjusting his head so
Eti could have better access to his ear.
"So, you're saying they taught me to love and care for my family then
decided to stop because they were afraid things would go too far."
"Exactly." Kendra said, getting up to stand next to her father.
Kymber took her place, holding his hands. "When you stop sharing
love, it dies, leaving you to find it elsewhere."
Adam looked confused. "But, Kendra married me! Obviously, there's
nothing wrong with the love she has for you. How do you explain
that?" Was it getting warmer in here?
"When love is strong, it lives. It grows stronger as the love is
shared with others. Simple."
Adam looked toward Kymber as she spoke. Were her eyes always that
green? Funny, he'd never noticed it before...
Lorne looked up at Devon and nodded. Slowly, he removed himself from
the tangle of bodies at his feet, going to stand next to his son.
"Go to him, daughter," Devon said as he handed her off. "He needs you
now more than ever. Show him love."
"Thanks for helping me with this; I couldn't have done it without
you."
Lorne gave a loving look at his granddaughter. "What's family for,
honey?"
Turning, Kendra looked down at her husband. Adam was lost in thought,
not even noticing the circle of women around him. With a smile, she
joined them.
Part V, Chapter Twelve
Kendra took a spot directly in front of Adam. He looked so lost, so
vulnerable. Taking his face in her hands, she called softly to him.
"Adam? We love you very much. I'm sorry if we caused you any pain,
but it had to be brought out into the light. I feel so much better
now."
Adam looked first at Kendra then to Eti, Ellie, and Kymber in turn.
In the eyes of each woman, he found no hate or dislike. Only love.
And, something else...
"I'm sorry I behaved so badly; this is all sudden and different."
Kymber turned Adam's head and kissed him gently. "Don't worry, Adam,
take time to let it all sink in."
Adam's blood, which been a chunk of ice an hour earlier, thawed
quickly at the contact. Looking into her eyes, he reasoned this
really wasn't as bad as it sounded.
"Adam."
Adam turned, finding himself looking into Eti's hazel eyes. "We all
love you dearly." Leaning forward, Etienne kissed him.
As did Ellie. True to her devilish nature, Ellie let her tongue slide
between his lips.
With Kendra, the circle became complete as she pulled Adam to her,
locking their lips together with fierce passion.
Adam's head was swimming dizzily, attempting to figure out what was
happening to him. His body knew, though, as he was also very much
aware of the throbbing erection making a tent in his pants.
"Adam, love," Kendra said after breaking the kiss. "It's time for you
to take your place in the family. No one is going to force anything
on you; it must be accepted on your own."
That said, Kendra sat back on her haunches to wait for Adam's
decision. She looked toward the other three women waiting with her,
taking note of Eti's calmness, Kymber's twinkling eyes, and her
mother's outright look of anticipation.
Adam, too, had noticed those looks. Turning, he looked for Lorne and
Devon, hoping to gain some support from them - only to discover them
gone. A troubled sigh whispered from his lips as Adam pondered how to
respond. There was no doubt in the young man's mind about his love
for Kendra; now he was faced with extending that love to his
mother-in-law and the other women of the family.
Glancing down at his hands, he recalled something Kendra told him one
night after a steamy session of making love, something about love
being the only true answer to one's happiness. At the time, a
lifetime ago, it didn't make any sense so Adam had pretty much
dismissed the cryptic remark.
Adam smile wryly as he realized the meaning of Kendra's words that
night.
"Might I be allowed to ask a question?"
"Go ahead, honey," Kendra answered. "What do you wish to know?"
"Must I be a part of this? I mean, this goes against everything I've
ever learned."
Etienne answered him. "Being loved goes against your teachings?
You've been loved by your parents, haven't you?"
Adam rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Yes, but they would have never
dreamed about something like this!"
Kymber spoke up, green eyes flashing. "True enough. You don't seem
to have a problem loving Kendra, do you? She doesn't seem to mind
sharing her love with you!"
"Of course not!"
"Adam," Ellie said, "I'm going to be a bit more blunt than my mother
and grandmother. You look me in the eyes and tell me you haven't
wanted to take me to bed. Come on, admit it! I have no problem
telling you I'd jump your bones in a minute!"
"Why?"
"Because you love my daughter and I love you. And, shit, you're a
stud to boot!" A spattering of laughter bubbled up from the assembled
women at this.
"All we're saying, darling," said Kendra, "is that we all love you.
All of us want to show our love for you and, yes, want to be loved by
you in return. Is that so terrible a thing for a person to want?"
Adam could feel himself weakening under the combined logical assault
as he answered his wife. "No, it isn't. But what if someone gets
jealous?"
For a moment, the four women looked at each other before becoming
suddenly hysterical with laughter.
"Jealousy!"
"Is he kidding?"
"Kenny, he isn't serious is he?"
"I don't believe he said that..."
Adam's mouth was open in disbelief; why were they laughing?
Kendra reached for her husband's hand, squeezing it gently. "Baby, in
this family, there's no such thing as being jealous. The only thing
anyone ever gets around here is loved."
Adam had only to look at the lovely faces around him to know Kendra
spoke the truth. Taking a deep breath - damn, it was hot in here - he
made his decision.
"I suppose it isn't fair to love Kendra as much as I do without
showing the rest of the family how much I love them as well." He
chuckled before saying, "I guess it's all or nothing, huh?"
"That just about covers it, Adam," Ellie said.
"Then count me in. It seems to me not sharing my love with you would
make Kenny unhappy - and that's the last thing I want to do."
As the four women stood, Adam searched his soul for signs of
discomfort with his decision, surprised to find himself comfortable
with it. At the same time, he could shake the feeling he had just
gotten in over his head.
* * *
Lorne looked across the table at Devon, grinning. "Gin. I believe
that's $20 you owe me."
Devon tossed his cards down with feigned disgust. "You take credit
cards?"
"I'll put it on your tab. Let's see, you now owe me, um, $135,000,
give or take a couple of hundred."
"Dad?"
"Yeah?"
"It's awful quiet in there. You wanna go take a peek?"
Lorne cocked his head slightly, listening. Shaking his head, he said,
"No, not really. This is something Kendra has to deal with in her own
way. Adam will either accept it - accept us - or he won't."
"I don't think he will; he doesn't seem open-minded enough."
"I think he will, Dev. He loves Kenny and, frankly, I've seen the way
he's been looking at Ellie."
"Yeah, I know - Ellie wants to eat the boy alive!"
"You want to play another hand?"
"No, I owe you enough as it is, you old card shark!"
"Tell you what. Loser goes to see what's going on in there - deal?"
"Deal. Okay, get ready to take a walk, Dad!"
"In your dreams, son."
Three minutes later, Devon was heading for the living room, shaking
his head in disbelief. I don't know how he does it, Devon thought.
As he entered the living room, Devon came to an abrupt stop: the
living room was empty.
"Dad! You gotta see this!" Devon heard a crash, followed by a
muffled curse. Seconds later, Lorne joined his son.
"Where are they?"
Devon looked around the room, his eyes catching a flash of yellow.
Crossing the room, Devon picked up the golden cloth, instantly
recognizing it as the blouse as Kymber's. Turning, he showed it to
his father.
"Looks like you were right, Dad."
"So it would seem. What say you and I go even up the odds?"
"It's the fair thing to do! Can't let Adam have all the fun, can we?"
"After you, then."
"No, after you - I insist!"
"Age before beauty!"
"Then you'd better get going, Grandpa!"
Together, father and son climbed the stairs. Once at the top, they
listened for the sounds of love being made.
Lorne looked to his right, cocking his head. "This way," he said
moving in the direction of Devon's old room.
When Devon saw where they were going, he said, "It figures she'd use
my room."
Lorne nodded in silent agreement. Turning the doorknob, he pushed the
door open and stepped into the darkened room with Devon close behind.
"Come on in and leave your clothes at the door," a voice invited,
barely heard amongst the groans and sounds of sexual pleasure.
As their eyes grew accustomed to the darkness, the men could make out
a tangle of flesh in motion - somewhere under the mound of femininity
was Adam. "Still dressed, eh?" The voice of his wife came to him and
Lorne turned his head in that direction, finding the still-lithe
redhead seated on Adam face, her breasts bouncing gently against her
chest as she gyrated her hips smoothly against his mouth. Behind
Kymber, Eti was riding the poor boy for all she was worth, his shaft
of dark meat standing out against the lighter hues of her body.
Devon took in the scene, feeling his manhood swelling in anticipation.
Looking to his left, he found his sister and daughter, locked in a
frantic, yet highly erotic, sixty-nine, each woman moaning with
exquisite pleasure.
Lorne had already shed his clothing and was standing in front of
Kymber, who took his turgid member deep into her throat, causing the
older man to visibly shudder. Devon, now undressed, stepped across
Adam's prone form, offering his hardness to Eti. He exhaled loudly as
warm, moist mouth covered hard, hot cock.
* * *
Adam couldn't believe what was happening to him. Once inside the
room, the women quickly deprived him of his clothing, casting hungry
glances at his body. He turned to Kendra, suddenly afraid; Kendra
looked back at him, shaking her head.
"It's out of my hands, love. You belong to all of us now."
Before he could protest, a mouth covered his erection completely while
other lips and tongues explored his body. Adam felt hands caressing
him, probing and touching before easing him to the carpeted floor.
Soon, he found himself smothered in hot, wet pussy - he had no idea
whose, but Christ, what a huge clit! He found his concentration
slipping away as several tongues bathed his cock with varying degrees
of tenderness.
A wet finger penetrated his bottom and his back arched in response,
driving his cock skyward before being swallowed whole. Lips ticked
and tantalized his scrotal sac, while teeth gently nipped the tender
flesh they found there.
A flurry of motion found Adam's face covered with yet another mound of
flesh. Another large clitoris slipped between his lips as dark thighs
clamped around his head. More in self-defense than anything else,
Adam sucked at the invading bit of hard flesh, flicking his tongue
over the exposed head. He grinned as the body above him shook in
reaction to his touch, restoring his confidence and allaying his
fears. Reaching up, he grabbed two hands full of firm buttocks,
pulling them down harder onto his awakening tongue.
Seconds later, a hot flood of tangy liquid exploded into his mouth,
the flesh above him trembling mightily. The thighs removed themselves
from around his head, only to be replaced by a set a tanned ones. The
flame-red thatch of pubic hairs identified the owner as Kymber. He
felt her fingers entwined themselves into his hair, pulling his head
hard against her; at the same time, he felt wet pussy enveloping his
cock, clamping down on him. Dimly, he was aware of a voice saying
something about coming in and leaving clothes somewhere...
* * *
Devon crossed to the tangle of females he knew to be his Ellie and
Kendra, his erection throbbing in his hand. Deftly, he moved behind
Kendra, now on top, and with one powerful thrust, split her tender
flesh with his smooth hardness, grunting as he slid deep into the
slick sheath. Immediately, Ellie's tongue could be felt at the base
of his shaft, flittering and teasing as he fucked into his daughter.
Kendra's efforts on Ellie's clit doubled as the thickness invaded and
spread her wide. She sucked hard on her mother's clit, feeling it
throbbing between her lips. The darkness was approaching and she
wasn't about to give in to it, not yet, not now. She drew her tongue
across the sensitive head, felt it quiver crazily, then the flood of
sweet juices as Ellie's orgasm and release washed over her, hips
thrusting upward to meet Kendra's mouth.
Ellie cried out as the orgasmic wave continued to punish her, feeling
the spreading pool of wetness under her. Above her, she could see the
delicious sight of Devon's hard cock spreading Kendra wide, glittering
patches of pussy juices covering the veined shaft. Ellie watched as
Devon's sac began to tighten - he was close to filling Kendra with his
hot spunk.
The sounds of love filled Devon's head as he continued to thrust into
Kendra's yielding flesh. An instant later, he was spilling inside of
her, his cock pulsing jet after jet of love into her sweet hole.
"Shit! Yes! Pump it, baby, pump it!" Kendra pushed back against the
hardness, feeling the hot stickiness coat her insides. "Fill that
bitch up! Flood it!"
A scant few feet away, Lorne looked up, smiling: Kendra could be so
sluttish when it came to loving! He reached down and removed Kymber
from Adam's face, noting the green eyed beauty's look of pure bliss as
she poured love down Adam's throat, so much the younger man was
choking with the effort to keep up with the hot flow. Laying his wife
down, Lorne impaled her with one hard thrust of his hips, then settled
in to ravage her body, savoring the familiar feel of her. His lips
locked onto an erect nipple and he bit down on it lightly, feeling
Kymber's nails digging into his back.
Kymber gasped as her husband filled and spread her, the feeling
intensified by the over-sensitivity of her sex - Adam's lips and
tongue had done quite a number on her! When his mouth closed onto her
nipple a soothing warmth flowed through her which quickly changed to a
raging inferno as Lorne's teeth scraped across the hard surface.
Sharp, delicious pain flowed through her breast, heading straight for
the junction of their bodies as she dug her nails into Lorne's back.
"Ah, damn it!" Lorne could feel a trickle of blood running down his
back, encouraging him to double his efforts. He plowed into her with
long, hard strokes, which moved them along the carpeted floor. His
knees burned with the irritation caused by friction against the
abrasive material; however, he was beyond giving a flying fuck,
concentrating on burying his cock deeper into Kymber.
Kymber could feel the scrape of carpet against her back and buttocks
as well, the additional pain adding to the pleasures being heaped upon
her. She opened her eyes to see Lorne's perspiring face and the
fierce, passionate look in his eyes. With each thrust, Kymber could
feel Lorne's large knob against the entrance to her womb, building the
feelings within her beyond tolerance. For what seemed to be forever,
Kymber tottered on the brink of release; Lorne withdrew once more, too
aware of the tight, tingling feeling at the base of his cock. With a
grunt, he set himself deep into his loving wife, feeling the rippling
flesh part with his passing.
"Ooh, darling! Now, baby, now!" Kymber's words became incoherent as
love sent her flying over the edge of sanity, crashing into the
orgasmic rocks below, while Lorne's passionate grunts changed into a
low, lusty growl as he flowed into her, bathing her womb with thick,
spermy love.
Meanwhile, Etienne sat astride Adam's cock, immersed in the wonderful
feeling of having his hardness inside. She smiled while looking down
at the helpless young man beneath her. Adam's eyes were screwed
tightly shut; a light sheen of Kymber's juices coated his face.
Leaning forward, Eti kissed Adam deeply, while focusing her
concentration on a certain set of muscles.
Adam was close to losing it - and he knew it. Somehow, this woman
knew how to keep him right on the edge, prolonging his pleasure. He
felt Eti's weight shift just before her mouth covered his. Hot,
snaking tongue slipped in to find his and they battled with each
other; to Adam's 'shame', he was losing - and badly! Just as he was
about to make an attempt to assert himself, he felt Etienne's pussy
contract around him, hard, then soft, then hard again. Etienne's
smile widen as Adam grew thicker within her.
Adam's world spun out of its orbit as the first milky spurts of love
were drawn from him. It was like making love to Kenny, only three
times more intense as he found himself caught in the throes of the
most powerful orgasm he'd ever experienced.
Eti continued to smile as the first spurts splattered into her, using
her well-trained muscles to coax more of the precious fluid from him.
"Come on, Adam! Don't be so stingy with it - let it flow!" All Adam
could do was groan as Eti's pussy milked the last drops from him until
he grew soft.
"Grandmother? Did you leave anything for me?"
Eti turned toward Kendra, sparing a glance at Adam. "I don't know -
maybe. Adam?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you okay?"
"Hmm?"
Kendra smiled. "He's okay - I know that confused sound."
Ellie's voice floated across the room. "Hey! Don't let him go to
sleep before I get a shot at him!"
Kendra looked at her mother with mock anger. "Mom!"
"What?"
"Give him a break, will you?"
Ellie's answer was to crawl toward Adam, a cat stalking her prey.
"I'll give him a break - trust me!" Reaching her son-in-law, Ellie's
body flowed onto his, her tongue finding his softened shaft and the
dried juices encrusted along its shriveled length.
"Oh, look," Ellie purred. "He's not ready yet. Well, we'll just have
to fix that, won't we?" Taking a breath, Ellie swallowed Adam whole,
the flakes of his dried seed dissolving in the liquid warmth of her
mouth.
"Mom..." Kendra knew Adam wouldn't be able to deal with this new
assault on his tender manhood.
Ellie waved a hand at her daughter, signaling she should be quiet.
Beneath her, Adam moaned, his body jerking. She added a moan of her
own, feeling him growing in her mouth. She sucked gently yet with a
firmness not to be denied until the young neophyte was once again
proudly erect.
Ellie let Adam's cock slip out of her mouth. Holding it in her hand,
she looked at the assembled family members. "Anyone want some of
this?"
Throughout all of this, Adam lay stunned and just a tad bit confused.
It was bad enough Etienne had worked some sort of spell on him,
draining him effortlessly. Experience had taught Adam he'd be unable
to continue. Now his mother-in-law had not only revived his member,
but was offering it to the others like it was dessert! And now,
adding to his disbelief, here was Devon, all male, lowering his mouth,
enveloping him in its warmth.
Somewhere in the dark reached of Adam's thoughts, instinct warred
against learned behavior. His instinct was to lay back and enjoy the
scintillating feelings while his learned behavior just wasn't buying
another man blowing him. Confused by the internal battle, he turned
his head, only to find another cock just mere inches from his face!
While he was focused on Devon, Lorne had obviously moved next to him,
joining Ellie who was whispering comforting words in his ear.
What kind of person did they think he was? Adam's thoughts were in
turmoil. Being a part of an orgy, well, he could deal with that
(couldn't he?), even if all the participants were related to each
other. And, having his cock so lovingly tended to by Devon, well, it
wasn't all that bad (was it?) - it really felt nice and showed his
appreciation by flexing his hips upward to meet Devon's mouth.
But a cock in his face! What did they expect him to do?
"Dad? Would you scratch my back? It really itches!"
Adam felt and saw Lorne move to comply with Ellie's request, bringing
the thick, veined shaft more into his field of vision. As it hovered
just mere inches from his face, Adam took a moment to look at it
closely as a clear drop of liquid hung precariously from the slit.
Devon was doing something tantalizing with his tongue causing Adam to
gasp aloud. As his mouth opened, Lorne shifted his position again,
done with scratching Ellie's back. The crystal droplet fell, finding
its way onto Adam's parted lips; instinctively, he licked his lips
and, surprise, it didn't taste all that bad...
Part V, Chapter Thirteen
As the men were momentarily occupied, Kendra, Etienne, Ellie, and
Kymber busied themselves with each other. Kendra felt a rush of
excitement run through her as she watched her husband happily slurping
away on her grandfather's cock. Who would have thought it? Further
thoughts on the subject were driven away by the raspy sensations being
provided by Kymber's tongue on her nipple.
Kendra shivered as chills radiated from her erect nipple outwards
leaving goose bumps in their wake. This was a special joy for Kendra
as the chills reached her pubic area, instantly changing into a
soothing heat. "Mmm, that feels so nice!"
Kymber smiled and shifted her attention to Kendra's other nipple -
lest it begin to feel left out, you know? Within seconds, the
once-flat nipple responded to Kymber's touch, becoming erect and
waiting for more stimulation.
"Mmmm," Kymber moaned, washing her tongue across the underside of
Kendra's breast, her hands gently cupping its weight. "You have such
lovely tits - I can't keep my mouth off of them!"
Kendra's only reply was a seductive smile as the warmth continued to
change into a moist, penetrating heat, running her hands along the
smooth contours of the elder redhead's body, all the while marveling
at how firm it was for a woman her age.
With practiced ease, Kymber continued working her way down her
granddaughter's body, stopping only long enough to flick her tongue
into Kendra's navel, delighting in firm tummy muscles rippling in
response. Straddling the younger woman's body, she offered her own
musky nest for inspection.
Kendra wasted no time in plunging her mouth onto the fleshy offering,
capturing Kymber's clit between her full lips, sucking gently until
the bit of flesh there began to grow firm.
"Oh, yes!" Kymber gasped, shuddering at the contact. "Do me, eat me!"
Gasping once more, Kymber lowered her head to the dark triangle
between Kendra's now-open legs, seeking and finding what she desired.
Not to be outdone, Ellie and Etienne were deep into an oral battle of
their own, each woman sucking and licking the other with a passion
which wouldn't be denied.
The room filled with the sounds of love being made. The soft rustle
of flesh against flesh was occasionally punctuated with heavy
breathing, grunting and moaning.
And, of course, the equally occasional curse from Kenny as Kymber's
experienced tongue took her to higher levels of pleasure.
Adam was lost in the new - yet familiar- sensations. Devon's mouth
continued to do wonderful, delightful things to his swollen member
while Lorne continued to pump thick cock meat into his mouth.
"This is crazy," he thought. "There's a man sucking my dick and
another man has his dick in my mouth - and I'm loving every minute of
it!"
Lorne was loving it too, feeling his sac tighten and the indescribable
tingling sensation crawling up his spine. With shorter, faster
strokes, he continued to assault the young man's mouth urging himself
on to completion.
Adam could feel Lorne's cock growing thicker, knowing what the faster
strokes meant. He backed off until just the bulbous head remained,
running his tongue across what he hoped was a sensitive area.
It was. One moment there was nothing but fat, hard cock in his mouth.
The next, Adam's mouth was flooded with a copious amount of sticky,
salty fluid which was spilling from his mouth at an seemingly
incredible rate. The shock of this latest experience was enough to
shove him over the edge, very much aware of his own manhood pumping
spurt after spurt of man-love into Devon's waiting mouth.
Unlike Adam, Devon didn't miss one precious drop. Once the last of
Adam's seed was taken, Devon got up and straddled Adam's chest, his
hand furiously working the elongated hard shaft of his maleness,
seeking his own release.
Lorne, momentarily drained, moved to one side and watched as Adam
grabbed Devon's hips, pulling him closer until the head of Devon's
cock disappeared into the novice's mouth.
Now with his thighs on either side of Adam's head, Devon leaned
forward to rest on his elbows before thrusting gently into Adam's
mouth, once, twice... There! Devon's body stiffened as his seed began
to flow from him in hot spurts.
If Adam felt he was lost before, where was he now? Devon's sperm,
just as thick (but not as salty) continued to flow into his mouth and
into his belly, creating a satisfying warmth and, strangely, putting
an end to a hunger he had been feeling.
Rolling to one side and panting heavily, Devon looked at his
son-in-law, the younger man's face covered with gooey love. Without a
thought, he leaned forward and began licking Adam's face clean until
nothing remained.
Crossing the room to where four exhausted women lay sprawled in
various positions, Devon and Lorne found places between their bodies
and stretched out beside them; however, Adam remained where he was.
Kendra noticed his absence and called to him.
"Honey, why don't you come on over?" Her question went unanswered;
suddenly alarmed at his silence, Kendra freed herself from the tangle
of flesh and crawled over to him.
Reaching him, she could immediately see something was wrong as
indicated by the large teardrops cascading along the contours of his
face. Gently, Kendra reached out and placed a hand on his chest.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
Adam's eyes fluttered open, blinking away the tears. The sight of his
lovely wife (once his vision cleared, that is) gave him great comfort
- and just a bit of distress as well. He reached up to stroke her
face and quickly dropped his hand, noticing how bad it was shaking.
The physical and emotional repercussions rapidly renewed themselves in
his mind and his river of tears began again. The rest of the family
was alert and watching as well. Ellie started to move towards them
and was stopped by Lorne.
"Ellie, no. They have to work this out for themselves."
"But, Dad..."
"No buts. Everyone stay right where you are."
Kendra cradled Adam's head in her lap and began rocking, feeling his
tears dripping onto her. Deep sobs wracked his body as Adam gave in
to the overwhelming turmoil. For long minutes, husband and wife sat
like this until his sobs subsided. Kendra could feel his pain and
confusion as if it were her own, causing her to fight against the
emotions building inside her own soul.
Finally, Adam turned over until he was looking up at his wife, wiping
his face with the back of his hand. Clearing his throat, he spoke for
the first time since this all began.
"I'm sorry... I don't know why I broke down like that."
"There's nothing to be sorry for, my darling. If anything, we should
apologize for dumping all of this on you at one time and forcing you
to make a decision."
"You didn't force me into anything."
"I know, but we let our love for you - and each other - put you into a
bad situation with yourself."
"Kenny, you don't understand; I'm not angry with any of you. What
happened was, well, more than what I thought it would be."
Adam sat up, shaking his head to clear his thoughts. Turning
slightly, he addressed the family.
"When we were talking about this, all I could see was some pretty wild
sex. It wasn't until Devon and Lorne, ah, had their way with me I
realized this family loving thing was bigger than anything I could
have imagined."
Adam suddenly stood, going to the bathroom. A moment later, all in
attendance could hear the sounds of him blowing his nose, followed by
the unmistakable sound of running water. Seconds later, the toilet
flushed and Adam reemerged, looking much more composed.
"Sorry - had to take care of some business." He flashed everyone a
smile before sitting down again, this time with the family. Kendra
scurried to sit next to him. When he had their attention, Adam
continued. "When I was alone with all of you," nodding at the women,
"I was thinking how kinky it would be having all this attention from
them. When the guys showed up, I thought 'so much the better!'"
"What I didn't realize was all of this wasn't about fucking - it was
about being in love. When us guys were getting it on, it hit me. I
saw myself doing things I've never done before and loving every minute
of it. My feeling went beyond just mere sexual satisfaction and it
wasn't until we had finished I realized I'd never been loved so much
before in my life."
"Guys, I do apologize for not giving you as good as I got, but like I
said, I've never done anything like this before."
"The only thing which matters is you accepted our love and gave love
in return," Lorne said. "It doesn't matter if you were good at it or
not." Heads nodded in agreement.
Adam nodded, understanding Lorne's words. "I had a lot to think about
in a very short space of time and, shit, it got the best of me. I was
crying because I've never been so happy before."
Etienne's soft voice floated in the air. "That's what it's all about,
Adam - love and happiness." Eti rose from her place next to Kymber
and sat next to Adam.
"You see, when my father and I began all of this, all we had was love
for each other. When Kymber joined the family, there was still a
great deal of love. When the children were born," she gestured to the
assembled young adults, "we knew then our love was too much to keep
all to ourselves."
Kymber spoke up, her voice low and husky. "Remember, dear Adam, love
is nothing if it isn't shared. Without sharing, love never has a
chance to spread and grow. Even my father realized this; I'm just
glad we had a chance to share our love before he died."
"It's all we've known all our lives," said Ellie while Devon nodded in
agreement. "For us to do anything else, well, just doesn't make
sense."
A lull settled over the room as Kendra, her voice very quiet, had her
say. "And then I met you."
Lorne's baritone voice filled the room, sounding all the world to Adam
like the voice of God.
"Son, look at it this way, if you will. Eventually, you would have
discovered our secret. We all felt it better to introduce you to the
family in this manner instead - it's a lot easier on the nerves,
wouldn't you say?"
"Yes, sir. I hate to think how I may have reacted had I found out
about this somewhere down the road."
"Good. Now, if no one has any objections, let's all go to bed - I'm
tired and need my beauty rest."
As everyone moved to first collect their respective mates, Kendra
cleared her throat for attention.
"Uh, could I have your attention for a moment?" Even Adam stopped in
mid-stride, turning toward his wife. Convince everyone was paying
attention she continued. "I have an announcement to make."
"What is it, honey?" Adam asked, clearly curious as was everyone in
the room.
"I've got something I need to show everyone. Just a minute." Kendra
dashed to the pile of clothing under the window, picking through the
remnants until she found what she was looking for.
"Ah! Here it is!" Returning to the sleepy group, she held up the
object in her hand. "Ta-da!"
In the semi-darkness, everyone strained to identify the object.
"Oh, shit." That from Lorne. As everyone realized what Kendra was
holding, the room quickly filled with gasps.
"You mean..."
"Nah, that can't be right... can it?"
"What? WHAT?" Adam was still a bit punch-drunk from all which had
happened this evening. "What in the hell is going on?"
Devon turned and patted Adam on the shoulder. "What's your favorite
color, son?"
"Blue. Why?"
Ellie planted a kiss on his cheek. "Glad to hear it, Adam.
Goodnight!"
Adam turned to his wife, who handed him the object of everyone's
excitement. It took him a moment to recognize it and what it meant.
"This is, oh shit, this means..."
"It sure does! I'm pregnant!" As Kymber, Etienne and Lorne moved
close to congratulate Kendra, they all heard a muffled thump. Kymber
and Eti both looked at Lorne who, if he could, would have vanished
right on the spot.
"Does that sound familiar?" asked Kymber.
"Oh, I believe it does, dear sister - I believe it does! Doesn't it,
Dad?"
"No comment. Come on, let's get the poor child out of the floor and
into bed."
Together, they picked Adam's insensate form off the floor. Lorne
unceremoniously slung the unconscious father-to-be across his shoulder
and headed off in the direction of Kendra's room.
Kendra looked puzzled, however, Etienne provided the explanation.
"It seems to be a family trait - we get pregnant, they pass out."
"Men."
"I know. Can't live with them, can't live without them. Go figure."
Part V, Chapter Fourteen
The next morning, Adam drove to his parents' home to tell them the
good news. During the drive, Kendra noticed her husband's silence.
"Are you okay?"
The car rolled to a stop at a traffic light, allowing Adam to turn and
look at Kendra. "Yeah, I'm fine."
"You're awfully quiet this morning."
"I've got a lot on my mind, that's all."
"Would you like to talk about it?"
The light changed. Adam pulled away from the intersection, shaking
his head. "No, not right now. I don't mean to be rude or anything,
but I've got to get all of this sorted out."
Kendra wasn't upset over his silence nor was she offended by it.
"Well, whenever you're ready to talk about it, let me know."
Adam squeezed her hand. "I will, Kenny. Don't worry, things will
work out - I just need a little time to get it all together."
A few minutes later, they arrived at the home of Adam's parents, Roger
and Allison Harrison. Adam was surprised to see his sister's car in
the drive. Within seconds of ringing the door bell, Adam and Kendra
were greeted by Allison's smiling face.
"Well look at what the wind blew in our direction," she exclaimed.
Embracing first Kendra then Adam, Allison led them to the family room
where Roger and Andrea were sitting.
"Come on in and grab a seat! It's good to see you!" Roger Harrison
stood and shook hands with his son. "And Kendra! Come here and give
me a hug!"
Kendra crossed the short distance to where her father-in-law stood and
embraced him affectionately, letting the embrace last just a tiny bit
longer than what was considered normal. "It's good to see you again,
Mr. Harrison. I take it you've been well?"
"As well as can be expected, thank you. Oh! Where are my manners?
You do remember Andrea, don't you?"
"Of course I do! How could I forget my maid of honor?" Kendra leaned
over and planted a kiss on Andrea's cheek, catching the scent of an
expense perfume.
Andrea returned the sisterly peck, noticing the smooth warmth of
Kendra's cheek. "Hi, Kenny! Looks like married life is treating you
well!"
Kendra smiled broadly. "Yeah, well, it has its advantages. How about
you and your husband?"
The atmosphere in the room dimmed slightly, immediately informing
Kendra she had hit on a touchy subject. "Oh, I'm sorry..."
Andrea waved a hand in dismissal. "It's all right, Kenny. Dale and I
are just having a minor disagreement."
Still a bit uncomfortable, Kendra took a seat beside Adam.
"Well! What brings you kids here?" asked Allison, glad to break the
somber mood.
"We have some good news to share with you," said Adam while turning to
look at Kendra.
"Don't keep us in suspense, son," Roger prompted. "What's the good
news?"
With barely disguised glee, Adam looked at his parents and sister.
"We're going to have a baby."
For a moment, all heads turned to Kendra for confirmation, which she
gave with a tiny nod of her head. Another second for the news to sink
in - and the room exploded in well-wishes and questions as to what the
parents-to-be wanted, boy, girl, or both. Of course, this was
followed by the age-old answer of it didn't matter as long as...
Father and son shook hands, both grinning like idiots while Kendra
exchanged more hugs with mother- and sister-in-law. Andrea took the
opportunity to whisper something in Kendra's ear.
"I'm so happy for you!"
"Thanks, Andrea."
"One thing, though - can I talk to you about something?"
Kendra leaned back from the embrace, her curiosity piqued. "Sure,"
she answered. "Whenever you're ready."
Andrea interrupted her parents and brother long enough to excuse
herself and Kendra from the room. Motioning Kendra to follow, Andrea
led the way upstairs.
Adam glanced in their direction as they disappeared upstairs. "What's
that all about?"
Allison patted his hand. "Wife talk, Adam - nothing you'd be
interested in." However, in the back of her mind, Allison had to
admit curiosity.
"Oh, let them go! This calls for a drink to celebrate!" Roger rose
from his seat, heading for the oak and leather bar in the other room.
"All right folks, belly up to the bar! Drinks are on the house!"
* * *
Andrea stepped aside to allow Kendra to enter the room before
following and closing the door. She crossed the room and sat on the
bed, motioning for Kendra to sit next to her. As Andrea framed her
thoughts, Kendra took a moment to look around the room, thinking how
perfectly it reflected its former occupant.
Colonial-style furniture, with carpeting and wallpaper done in lively,
yet subtle pastel colors. This was a woman used to getting what she
wanted without being brash and pushy about it. Kendra's examination
of the room was halted by the sound of Andrea clearing her throat.
Turning toward the sound, Kendra gave her sister-in-law her full
attention. "As I said downstairs, Dale and I, well, we're having some
problems. Nothing major, mind you, but I was wondering how you and
Adam settle any differences between you."
"Oh, that's easy," Kendra answered. "We don't disagree with each
other."
"That's impossible," said Andrea, not attempting to hide the disbelief
in her voice.
"No, not really. Adam and I get along just fine. If we have a
difference of opinion on something, it's no big deal - he's entitled
to his opinion."
"Are you telling me if he wanted to do something and you didn't, you
wouldn't argue with him?"
"No, I wouldn't. I trust Adam; if he wanted me to do something, then
it must be important to him."
"So you'd go along with it."
"When possible. Despite what you might think, I do have a life. Adam
knows and respects this."
Andrea shook her head. "It can't be that easy."
"No, it isn't, but love goes a long way in helping to avoid ugly
situations."
Andrea's laugh had a bitter sound to it. "Love. Right. The only
thing Dale loves is Dale. Ever since the day we got married, it's
always been about him and to hell with what I want."
Kendra placed a hand on Andrea's knee. "You're saying Dale doesn't
love you?"
"He does, but..."
Kendra nodded, suddenly understanding. "He loves you but has a funny
way of showing it."
Andrea frowned at Kendra's comment, thinking just how much truth the
statement contained. Her features softened as she turned to face her
sister-in-law.
"Kenny? Tell me something."
"If I can, Andrea."
"How do you deal with Adam? I mean, why do you two get along so
well?"
Kendra thought for a moment before answering. "Well, I understand
Adam and of course I love him. I respect and value his opinions."
"It can't be that easy!"
Kendra smiled, gently touching Andrea's hand. "It is, believe me. As
his wife, it's my trust to keep him happy, something I'm proud and
pleased to do."
Andrea's face brightened, thinking she had found a flaw in Kendra's
thinking. "Ah-ha! Does he feel the same way?"
Kendra's smile widened. "Of course he does - why wouldn't he?"
"I suppose you have a point. Adam has always been the agreeable type.
How does he get along with your parents and the rest of the family?"
"Just fine. They love and respect each other very much. In the
beginning, there were a few difficulties, but they were quickly
resolved."
"Difficulties? Like what?"
Kendra knew she had to be careful here, taking a few extra seconds to
form her answer. "He had to get used to a few things about my family,
like our somewhat affluent lifestyle."
Andrea nodded; the Williams' family wealth would be something Adam
would have to get used to, not that his own family wanted for very
much.
"Also, he had to get used to everyone wanting to do things for him and
expecting nothing in return."
"I can imagine that just fine; Adam was always the type who wanted to
do things for himself and wouldn't hear of not repaying a favor done
for him."
"Other than those things, my family and Adam get along just fine."
Andrea's frustration began to show. "There's got to be something I
can do, something I haven't thought of yet."
"If there's anything I can do," Kendra offered, "let me know."
"Perhaps there is something else," Andrea said.
"Anything. Just ask it."
Andrea's features flushed crimson. "If I'm not being too nosey, how
is your sex life?"
The yellow warning lights of caution flashed brighter in Kendra's
mind. "It couldn't be any better. Adam is so loving and thoughtful."
Kendra smiled devilishly. "He's pretty good, too. But, like most
men, he could be better. I don't worry about it though; we've got
plenty of time together."
Andrea took in Kendra's statement, feeling a momentary pang of
jealousy - her sex life with Dale often left a lot to be desired.
"You're one lucky girl."
"I like to think so."
Standing, Andrea looked around the room. "I'd give anything to have
the kind of happiness you've got."
Kendra regarded Andrea closely. Clearly, the poor woman didn't have
enough love in her life and it make Kendra sad. She mentally crossed
her fingers and made a decision.
"The price of happiness can be rather steep, you know. Andrea?"
"Huh?"
"Be careful what you wish for - you might get it and find it wasn't
what you wanted."
"I don't get it."
Kendra rose and went to stand in front of Andrea. Taking her hands,
Kendra looked into the dark-haired beauty's deep brown eyes. "The
secret to my happiness. I can share it with you if happiness is what
you're truly looking for."
Tears began to form at the corners of Andrea's eyes. "I don't want to
lose Dale! Despite his crazy behavior, I really do love him!"
Kendra reached up to wipe Andrea's tears away. "Hey! Don't cry -
it'll be all right!"
With a sob, Andrea threw herself into Kendra's arms, her tears flowing
freely. Kendra held her close, feeling Andrea's pain... and something
else. As she held Andrea against her, Kendra could feel the other
woman's tears, first warm then cool against her cheek. Kendra was
very much aware of the increasing pressure their bodies were creating
as a trembling Andrea held on for dear life.
Kendra was becoming more and more excited, finding it a bit difficult
to resist the natural urge to provide the ultimate comfort to her
sister-in-law. Still, it didn't stop her from using one hand to
stroked Andrea's long dark hair. "There, there. It's okay, Andrea.
Let it all out." Through the fabric of her clothing, Kendra could
feel Andrea's nipples harden which caused her own nipples to respond
in kind, wondering if Andrea could feel it as well. This was starting
to get dangerous...
Within the midst of her sadness, Andrea could feel an excitement
building within her. It felt strange yet somehow familiar. As her
tears continued to flow, a part of her mind reached out and touched
the excitement... And recoiled as she recognized it. Oh, yes, she
felt this excitement before! But where?
Nuzzled in the crook of Kendra's neck, inhaling the natural scent of
her, Andrea remembered where - and when - she had felt this excitement
before: The first time she and Kendra had met. That wasn't the only
time, either! Andrea knew she felt it at the wedding, from the time
they arrived at the church, all through the ceremony, and during the
reception. And the moment Kendra walked in the door an hour ago.
* * *
Adam cheerfully filled his parents in on the details of Kendra's
pregnancy, all the while wonder what his wife and sister were talking
about.
"You must be very happy," his mother asked.
"I am, Mom, I am. This is a happy time for all of us."
Roger Harrison sat forward in his seat, leaning slightly in Adam's
direction, his face becoming a bit more serious. "Mind if I ask a
question?"
"Roger..." Allison warned. "Don't start it - not now."
Roger waved a hand in dismissal at his wife. "Woman, don't start on
me."
Disagreements were rare between his parents, Adam thought, but he
still felt uneasy whenever a difference in opinion cropped up. "Dad,
ask your question."
Shooting his wife a triumphant look, Roger turned back to Adam. "How
are you getting along with your in-laws?"
Adam was puzzled. "Fine. Why do you ask?"
"I was just wondering."
"I seriously doubt you were just wondering, Dad."
Allison opened her mouth to speak, only to close it after a look from
Roger.
"Heh, heh," the elder Harrison chuckled. "You've got me there, son.
It's just, well, I still think it's strange you're still living there
with them."
Adam shook his head. "Dad, have you seen the house? It's huge, big
enough for three families."
"So I've been told. Son, a man should have his own home to raise his
family in! That's all I'm saying."
"Dad, you worry too much. Kendra and I are more than happy right
where we are."
With the debate heating up between father and son, Allison began to
wonder about Andrea and Kendra - they've been gone for some time.
Curiosity began to set in as Allison quietly left the room and headed
upstairs.
* * *
Kendra quickly discovered she was between the proverbial rock and hard
place. On one hand, she felt good being able to comfort Andrea at
this time in her life. On the other, the close contact between them
was beginning to make things, uh, interesting.
The scent of Andrea's perfume, combined with the heady scent of her
pheromones, was awakening a different kind of sympathy within Kendra,
who bit her lip against the mounting excitement. One part of her
mind, however, was glad to see she wasn't the only one being carried
away by the moment.
Andrea's sobs weren't as deep now as they were moments ago. In fact,
just standing here hugging Kendra made every problem she ever had
seemed trivial in comparison. And, since you mentioned it, doesn't
this wonderful woman have the smoothest skin, so soft and velvety?
Something in Andrea's mind was saying it was time to break the
embrace, pull herself together, and go on with things. However, for
some reason, she didn't want to let Kendra out of her arms.
Kendra's lust was stirring with each passing moment, her hands
beginning to move along the other woman's body of their own volition.
Her fingers massaged the tense muscles along Andrea's lower back,
feeling them relax. As did Andrea, who responded by melting further
into Kendra's warm embrace. Without a thought, Andrea lifted her head
slightly, kissing the underside of Kendra's jaw with trembling lips.
Kendra inhaled sharply as Andrea's lips fluttered against her face.
Instinctively, she tilted her head slightly, exposing more of her neck
and throat. Her passion, which was barely held in check, began to
infuse her with its enticing warmth. Kendra's eyes closed
momentarily, wanting to be swept away. Oh, this felt so very nice!
Her eyes flew open with the realization of what would happen if this
were to continue. Gently, Kendra tried to disengage herself from
Andrea's advances, only to be firmly held in place.
"No," a trembling voice whispered in her ear. "Don't leave me. Not
now." Andrea wrapped her arms around Kendra's firm body, holding her
tight while sucking gently the soft skin of Kendra's neck.
Instinct overrode common sense for a split second. It was all the
time Kendra's lust needed to assert itself and take command of the
moment.
"Okay," she murmured. "If that's the way you want it." With one
hand, Kendra reached up and found the zipper of Andrea's dress,
pulling it down in one swift motion. Once the material had fallen
away from the other woman's shoulders, Kendra used the same hand to
deal with the clasp of Andrea's bra.
Andrea couldn't believe what was happening to her, let alone the fact
she had started all of this! A dyed-in-the-wool heterosexual, Andrea
had never given one single thought about making love with another
woman. Yet, here she was, holding onto her sister-in-law with a
passion she didn't know she had, with her dress now down around her
ankles and her breasts swinging freely.
Kendra managed to free herself from Andrea's embrace; with her lust
fully in control, she began the process of bringing Andrea joy,
licking her lips in a way which made Andrea think of someone pondering
a menu full of delicious food.
Andrea's mind continued to race along at a maddening pace. "Why am I
allowing this?" she asked herself as Kendra's lips captured her
earlobe, sucking gently. "I don't like women like this," her mind
screamed. "Make it stop!"
Aloud, Andrea said, "Oh, shut up," feeling the chill racing through
her body as Kendra's tongue traced wild, sensuous patterns along her
neck. Warm hands massaged and kneaded her buttocks as Andrea gave in
to Kendra's insistent advances, feeling her juices pooling in the
crotch of her panties.
Kendra nuzzled her face into Andrea's more than ample cleavage.
Gently, she guided Andrea backward until they were able to fall onto
the bed. Hungry mouths sought and found each other. Tongues battled
for dominance while hands roamed with minds of their own.
Kendra raised herself long enough to assist Andrea in removing her
clothing, which was tossed aside. She took a moment to look into the
other woman's eyes, searching for acceptance of what was to happen,
what had to happen.
The intense gaze of those hazel-brown eyes froze Andrea, leaving her
suddenly afraid. She knew she couldn't allow this to happen, yet, she
did nothing to stop it as Kendra lowered her head, capturing a very
erect nipple, giving it a tongue lashing it would never forget.
Moaning, Andrea held Kendra's head to her breast, committing herself
to the unthinkable and the unknown.
Wet, flickering tongue washed over every inch of one breast and ran
along the deep cleavage splitting the fleshy orbs before moving to the
other breast, repeating the tantalizing washing. Hot, moist breath
preceded soft, sucking lips as the other nipple was held prisoner and
made to suffer the consequences of being on Andrea's body.
Andrea sighed despite herself as soft, firm hands kneaded her flesh in
the most fascinating places! And that wonderful mouth was, oh God!
It was moving down her tummy, teeth nipping here and there. Andrea
knew what was next, knew it shouldn't happen, knew she wouldn't stop
it. She lifted and parted her legs as Kendra's breath on her pubic
hairs heralded better things to come.
Kendra lost herself in the passion, feeling it devour her. Andrea's
body was such a delight! Smooth and curvy in all the right places,
while here at her center, the coarseness of her hair provided a
stimulating contrast. Even now, the scent of hot, inviting pussy
reached her - and she wasn't about to turn down the invitation!
Reaching under Andrea, Kendra filled her hands with plump, luscious
bottom, feeling the heat and the need to put out the flames.
* * *
Allison Harrison reached the top of the stairs, the sounds of the
father and son discussion fading in the distance. Turning right, she
headed in the direction of Andrea's bedroom; logically, it would be
the place she'd go to have a private conversation. Like her husband,
Allison was worried about this nonsense with Dale. If Kendra could
shed some light on the solution, then perhaps it would be best to hear
of it first hand.
Reaching her destination, Allison took a breath before tapping lightly
on the door. For long seconds, there was no immediate response, so
she tapped again, not wanting to interrupt but needing to know
everything was going all right for her daughter.
When no response was forthcoming, Allison turned away from the door;
she was pretty sure Andrea would have used her old room! As she took
a step towards Adam's room, she heard Andrea's voice, muffled by the
heavy oak door. Placing her hand on the ornate door knob, Allison
turned it, giving the door a push. It responded by opening silently,
a tribute to Roger Harrison's attention to squeaky hinges.
Cautiously, Allison stuck her head into the room.
* * *
"Oh, God! Yes! Ooh, I love it! Please don't stop!" Andrea thrashed
wildly under the relentless assault of Kendra's more than experienced
tongue and lips. If there was any doubt about the right or wrong of
this, it had long since taken a much deserved hike! Face contorted,
Andrea flashed a decidedly feral look at the heavenly creature God had
sent to free her who was, at this moment, causing a most scrumptious
rush of orgasmic pleasure to weave its way amongst her nerve fibers.
"Oh, shit, Kenny! Do it again! Oh, fuck!"
Kendra grinned against the writhing flesh, happy to bring her
sister-in-law so much love and pleasure. One slender finger
insinuated itself into Andrea's fleshy sheath, which was slowly joined
by another. Then another. Hell, why not add another?
Andrea screamed soundlessly as the last finger made its way into her
sopping wet cunt. The pain was sharp and sweet as the four fingers
worked their way deeper into her before spreading as wide as they
could. A massive, paralyzing orgasm of epic proportions took that
moment to land on her.
Real hard.
Swirling baubles of bright lights danced beneath Andrea's eyelids as
the pleasure continued to jump on her. Her hips bucked out of control
and her whole body felt as if someone had plugged her pussy into the
nearest electrical socket.
Shorted out and drained, Andrea's body relaxed. Kendra gently removed
her hand and absently licked it clean while listening to the husky
allure of Andrea's once-labored breathing. Satisfied, Kendra sat up
and stretched, feeling the glow of her own orgasms gained while
pleasuring Andrea. Continuing her stretching, Kendra turned her
head...
And found Allison Harrison standing in the open door.
Allison could hardly believe the scene spread out before her! Andrea
- her own flesh and blood - being tended to by - gasp! - her
daughter-in-law! Shocked and most definitely repulsed by the activity
taking place in - shudder - her own home, Allison just knew something
had to be done to stop this. She moved toward the bed - and stopped
dead in her tracks just as Andrea's mouth opened.
Experience told Allison her daughter was caught up in one hellacious
orgasm as Andrea continued her silent scream until she finally relaxed
and lay breathing heavily on the bed. Allison found herself
transfixed and suddenly very excited as she watched Kendra remove her
hand and slowly lick Andrea's juices from her fingers. Allison's
nipples hardened as she watched Kendra's tongue languidly devoured
every precious drop of musky, tangy dew before stretching like a cat.
Allison felt her excitement growing despite herself. Like Andrea, sex
between women was something which just wasn't done; yet, she felt
herself drawn by some strange magnetism. About to lose control of
things, Allison wanted so very badly to just be able to turn and go
back the way she came. Just as the thought crossed her mind - but
before she could act on it - Kendra turned in her direction, locking
her hazel-brown eyes onto Allison's black ones.
"This is how a deer feels," Allison thought as she found herself
looking back into those expressive eyes. She could feel Kendra
looking into her without a hint of emotion. Well, this really wasn't
true, was it? There was something there, something enticing and
alluring, something she couldn't quite put words to.
Kendra returned her mother-in-law's gaze, feeling neither fear nor
concern at being caught. Instead, her ever-present calm was firmly in
place, as usual. The two women looked at each other for what seemed
to be an hour before Kendra felt it time to break the silence.
"Mrs. Harrison."
Allison blinked at hearing her name, feeling as if she'd been drugged.
Feeling weak-kneed, she sat on the edge of the bed, taking a long
moment to collect her ragged thoughts before turning to Kendra.
"I want to know one thing. Why?" Allison nodded in Andrea's
direction.
"This wasn't supposed to happen, Mrs. Harrison," Kendra said. "We
were sitting here talking about her problems with Dale when she
started crying."
"I suppose she would," Allison said with a calm she didn't really
didn't have. "That boy has been nothing but trouble for her from day
one. I just don't understand how things got to this point."
Kendra nodded before continuing. "I held her and, well, things got a
little out of hand. I tried to talk her out of going any further, but
she wouldn't hear of it."
Allison's eyes went wide with surprise. "You mean to tell me my
Andrea started all of this? I don't believe it!"
"Believe it, Mother."
Allison and Kendra turned to look at Andrea, who was just now getting
to an upright position. "Before I say anything else," Andrea said,
"Kendra, I have to thank you for what you did for me."
"Hmpf," grunted Allison. "That's a hell of a way to help someone! At
least you could have come and talked to me about it!"
Andrea turned to face Allison. "Oh, Mother, be quiet. What would you
have done? Suggest I leave Dale and move back in here with you and
Dad? That's no solution and we both know it."
Kendra felt a bit uneasy as she listened to mother and daughter; this
kind of stuff didn't happen at home. However, Kendra understood not
all homes were like the one she grew up in.
Allison's voice fairly dripped disgust. "You may be right, young
lady, but at least I wouldn't have stooped to something like this."
"And you want to know why I spent all my time away from home."
Kendra decided it was time to get dressed and leave. Rising, she
started to pick up her clothing."
"Don't move," Allison commanded. "I want to know why you allowed this
to happen - and in my home!"
Always one to speak her mind, Kendra turned to her mother-in-law, a
picture of calm. "I realize you may be thinking horrible things about
me right now. However I make no apologies for what happened here
today and for good two reasons. One, Andrea needed to be comforted.
Two, because she's family and I love her."
"Oh, really? I suppose if I fell into your arms crying, you'd comfort
me in the same manner."
"Yes, if it was what you wanted."
"Do I look like a lesbian?"
"Such a harsh word," Kendra chided. "Do I look like one? Does your
daughter?"
Allison wasn't ready for the answer Kendra provided. And, she
noticed, Andrea had moved closer to Kendra, lending her support. She
also had to admit the two women were, ah, exciting in their nakedness.
"So, I'm supposed to act like nothing happened?" Allison was
beginning to run out of effective arguments, feeling her own emotions
misbehaving. What was going on here?
"No, Mother," Andrea said. "What happened here just might save things
between Dale and I." She placed a hand on Kendra's thigh. "As well
as giving me a chance to know my sister-in-law better. If I'm right,
I know just how to change things for the better."
"Allison," Kendra said, taking the older woman's hand. "What happened
here today was all about love and togetherness. I'm sure Andrea will
go home to Dale and screw his brains out, just as I will with Adam."
Allison looked at the hand upon hers then into the face of the owner.
"I don't know about this; it isn't right."
"When it comes to love, everything is right, Allison. You just have
to believe." Kendra spoke the words with deep conviction.
Andrea sighed, taking her mother's free hand. "Mother, there's
nothing you can do about it. It's done and over with now - please let
it go."
Allison made one last attempt to seize control over this situation.
"What would your father say?"
Andrea wrapped an arm around Kendra, pulling her closer. "Wanna go
ask him?"
Allison's mouth fell open with an audible click. "You can't be
serious. He'd have a stroke!"
"Probably." Andrea giggled at the mental image of her father walking
into the room, seeing daughter and daughter-in-law stark naked. "He'd
shit a gold brick!"
Allison took a very deep, much needed breath, knowing she should be
angrier than Hell - and finding she could accept this truth. Freeing
her hands (with great reluctance), she made a show of straightening
her blouse.
"I'm going back downstairs before your father really does come up
here. Kendra, you and Andrea obviously know something I don't - I
just hope it's the right thing for everyone."
Standing and heading for the door, Allison looked back at Kendra and
Andrea. Part of her didn't want to leave; there was something magical
taking place here. To her surprise, Allison found she wanted to be a
part of it. But not now. Without another word, Allison opened the
door and stepped into the hallway.
Alone, Andrea looked at Kendra. "Wow. I thought she'd have a fit! I
wonder why she didn't?"
Kendra leaned over, letting her lips brush against the silken
smoothness of Andrea's cheek. "I know why."
Andrea's eyes closed as Kendra continued to kiss her face. "Tell me."
"Later. Right now, I want to get to know you better. Lie back..."
* * *
"Dad, you just don't understand what's going on here!" Adam's
frustration continued to grow as he paced the room.
"Why don't you explain it to me?" Roger remained seated, a smug,
confident look plastered across his features.
Adam exhaled loudly. "It's simple, Dad. I live with my wife's family
because I want to. How many times do I have to tell you?"
"As many times as I have to tell you a married man should have his own
house."
"Roger. Leave the boy alone."
Roger and Adam turned toward the sound of Allison's voice as she
descended the staircase. "He's a grown man and can do whatever the
hell he wants to. It's his life and perhaps you need to give him a
chance to live it his way."
Roger's jaw unhinged. Allison hadn't exactly shouted nor had she
raised her voice; however, both men knew Allison meant business. She
sat, motioning for Adam to join her. "Your father means well, of
course; he comes from the old way of doing things."
"Mom..."
"Hush, child. You are your own man. Behave like one." Turning to
her husband, Allison's face grew stern.
"And you need to back off and give the boy his space. He's got
decisions to make about his life and he can't make them with you
interfering in his affairs. If he wants your advice, I'm sure he'll
ask for it."
Roger sat back in his seat, not believing what he was hearing.
Momentarily numb and truly at a loss for words, he asked, "Is Andrea
okay?"
Allison's face softened slightly at the question. "Andrea is just
fine now she's got a chance to talk to someone about her troubles,
someone who will listen without putting their two cents in."
Roger recoiled as if slapped, exactly the reaction Allison had hoped
for. Deep inside, Allison felt somehow liberated and at peace with
herself.
Adam cleared his throat before speaking. "Mom, Dad, there's no need
for us to argue about this. I know what I have to do and why." He
paused for only a moment. "Where's Kendra?"
"Upstairs with your sister. They should be down in a moment."
Allison's words couldn't have been better planned for as she spoke,
Kendra and Andrea descended the stairs, both women looking radiant and
happy.
"Darling," Kendra spoke. "Andrea's coming home with us for dinner, if
you don't mind."
Adam looked at Kendra then his sister at once understanding what had
happened. Adam looked at his mother who imperceptibly nodded her
head.
"No, I don't mind at all." Adam turned to hug his mother. "Mom,
thanks for having us over. We'll stay in touch and let you know how
things are developing with the baby." Standing, he went to where his
father continued to sit, the stunned expression written on his face.
"Dad, you may not agree with me on these things, but I know what I'm
doing. Just as I trusted you when I was younger, you'll have to trust
me now."
Having said that, everyone gathered their things and left. Roger
could only watch as son, daughter, and daughter-in-law passed through
the doorway. As the sound of their cars faded into the distance,
Roger turned and looked at his wife. "What in the name of God was
that about?"
Allison looked lost in thought as she remembered the scene she
stumbled upon. "Nothing you'd understand," she answered. She smiled,
knowing her path and Kendra's would cross again.
"Nothing you'd understand."
Part V, Chapter Fifteen
Ellie sat up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Spread out
before her, Devon watched his sister clean away the remnants of his
seed with love and amusement.
"Mmm, that was tasty."
"You like the way I taste?"
In answer to his question, Ellie lowered her head, flicking her tongue
across the sensitive head of Devon's maleness, grinning when he
flinched at the touch.
"Hey! Take it easy!" Devon complained half-heartedly. "Last time I
looked, it was still attached, though you did your best to rearrange
things."
Ellie settled into the crook of Devon's arms, breathing in his heady
male scent. "Oh, you're complaining now? I can stop, you know."
Devon hugged his sister closer for a long moment before replying.
"You know I'm not complaining. It's just even after all these years,
you can still wow me with your intensity."
"I love you, silly - why wouldn't I give you my very best?" Devon's
reply was cut short by the sound of the front door opening.
"Mom? Dad? We're home and we've got company with us."
Devon and Ellie smiled at the combined announcement and warning, which
meant "put your clothes on and stop acting like a couple of horny
teenagers long enough to be civil to our guest."
"We'll be down in a moment, Kenny. Make your guest comfortable and
welcome." Devon playfully slapped Ellie's still-firm bottom. "Come
on, woman. Can't keep company waiting."
"Oh, all right. Damn! What happened to the good old days when you
could screw all day without being interrupted?"
Devon laughed while slipping into his shirt. "Beats the hell out of
me. Let's go."
Minutes later, Devon and Ellie stepped into the living room. Finding
it empty, they followed the sound of voices into the kitchen where
Kendra, Adam and - goodness - Andrea sat. The trio had steaming mugs
in front of them. Adam looked up at their approach and waved for them
to join the group.
"Mom, Dad, you remember my sister, Andrea?" Adam said by way of
introduction.
Ellie extended her hand to Andrea. "Of course I remember! How have
you been?"
"Fine, thank you," Andrea answered while clasping Ellie's hand in her
own for a moment before accepting Devon's hand.
"It's good to see you again, Andrea," Devon said. "What brings you to
our neck of the woods?"
Kendra looked her parents. "I invited Andrea over for dinner, You
know, to spend some time with us."
Little warning lights went off inside Devon's head. Obviously, there
was something more here. Keeping his surprise from reaching the
surface, Devon replied, "I see. Doesn't sound like a bad idea, does
it El?"
Ellie had the same look on her face as Devon, meaning she also had
some thoughts about what may have brought this on. "Sounds great to
me! After all, we don't know very much about Andrea and it'll give us
a chance to get acquainted."
Kendra leaned over to Adam and said, sotto voice, "See? I told you
they wouldn't object."
Adam reached into his pocket and withdrew a five dollar bill. "Here's
your blood money. I feel like I've been hustled."
Andrea looked at her brother. "What was that about?"
Smiling triumphantly, Kendra turned toward Andrea. "He bet me five
dollars Mom and Dad would object to your staying. I won."
Andrea looked at her brother. "You never did know when to go with the
sure thing."
Adam looked at Kendra. "Oh, I don't know about that. Looks like I've
got a pretty sure thing right here." He patted Kendra's hand
affectionately.
"I'll say," Andrea muttered as she remembered the day's earlier
events.
"Well, now that we've got this settled," Ellie said, "Kenny, will you
come help me get the guest room prepared?"
"Sure, Mom. Will you excuse me?"
"Guest room?" Andrea asked. "Am I staying longer than just dinner?"
Kendra stopped in the doorway. "I didn't think you'd mind spending
the weekend, particularly after our conversation."
Andrea felt a flush of warmth course through her as she ran through
her options. Dale was away on business and, honestly, the thought of
spending another night alone didn't appeal to her. Andrea frowned.
"What do I do for clothes?"
"Don't worry about it - we can go over to your place later if you
want. If not, I'm sure we can find something for you to wear."
Okay, I accept your invitation!"
"Great! I'll come back for you in a few minutes and get you settled
in!"
"Thanks, Kenny."
"Think nothing of it," Kendra said sweetly.
"Kendra! I need a hand up here!" Ellie called.
"On my way, Mom!" Waving, Kendra disappeared.
* * *
Ellie was opening the drapes, allowing the sunlight to stream into the
room when Kenny finally joined her. "It's about time you got here."
"Sorry, Mom. I was clearing up some last minute details."
"Uh-huh. Check the bathroom and make sure the towels are there and
clean, will you."
"Sure thing," Kendra said, skipping into the bathroom.
Ellie busied herself with the bed for a few moments before calling out
to Kendra. "What happened between you and Andrea?"
Kendra stuck her head out the bathroom door, having the good grace to
look embarrassed. "I loved her."
"Why?"
Kendra looked thoughtful for a second before answering. "It seemed
like the right thing to do. She's so sad and lonely right now."
Ellie rolled her eyes, looking at the ceiling. "I can understand your
compassion, honey, but I'm not sure making love to Andrea was the
smart thing to do."
Kendra stepped from the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Mom, I didn't intend for it to happen. She needed comforting and one
thing led to another."
Ellie nodded, understanding the situation. "I'm wondering if it was
worth the risk of exposure."
"Perhaps," Kendra said. "Even though thing happened quickly, I really
didn't think there was much of a risk."
"Oh? Why not?"
Kendra smiled. "She is family, after all."
"True enough. Okay, you've explained what happened. Would you care
to explain why you invited Andrea here?"
Kendra's voice took on a more serious tone. "She needs our guidance
to help her with some problems she and Dale are having."
The yellow alert which had been flashing in Ellie's mind instantly
changed to red. "What are you proposing?"
"That Andrea sees firsthand how we get along with each other. It
wouldn't help her much if someone just told her how well we live
together; Andrea has to see it for herself."
"You're right, of course," Ellie agreed. "However, she may see more
than what anyone has bargained for."
Kendra shrugged. "She's family and, unless I'm wrong, all things are
applicable."
Ellie had to stop and think about this. Within the family, their way
of life was an accepted norm, one which was never argued or debated.
The philosophy covered one and all, without exception. Still, there
was a measure of common sense which had to be applied. For example,
one didn't take out a full page ad in the local newspaper declaring
one's love for their family members and include all the juicy details.
"One more question, then you can show Andrea the room. What if she
can't deal with our version of love? It could hurt her more than
help."
A smile tugged at the corners of Kendra's full mouth. "You had the
same concern about Adam and he survived it."
"He did at that. Okay, we'll just have to see what happens."
* * *
Adam and Andrea were out behind the house, exploring the wooded area
which led to the lake.
"Jesus," Andrea exclaimed. "They own all of this?" Adam nodded.
"This, the lake and a lot of the land on the other side of the lake.
Dr. Williams has done well for himself and the family over the years.
Look over here."
Andrea turned in the desired direction and found herself looking at
the lake, which was framed with trees bearing the bright colors of
early fall. "What am I looking at?"
Adam drew closer to his sister, pointing across the lake and up. "See
that house up there?"
"Yeah?"
"That's where Lorne lives. Pretty nice, huh?"
Andrea whistled. "I'd say nice is a poor choice of words. They must
have a spectacular view of the whole valley from there."
"They do, trust me." Adam's voice had grown strangely quiet - and
Andrea noticed it.
"What's the matter with you?"
"Oh, nothing. Just remembering something."
"What?" Facing her brother, Andrea could see he was clearly
embarrassed - Adam's coloring had darkened noticeably and he was doing
everything he could to avoid eye contact with Andrea. "Come on, spill
it!"
"Well," Adam started, shuffling his feet. "This is where I lost my
virginity." He pointed to one spot in particular and Andrea noticed
the man-made box nestled under one large tree.
Andrea stepped away from Adam, making her way over the indicated spot.
Stopping, she turned back in the direction of the lake. It took only
a moment to grasp the reason for his predicament. She turned, barely
hiding her amusement.
"They saw it all, didn't they? This is the only angle where you can
see into this place - the trees make it impossible from anywhere
else." Andrea studied her surroundings closely before glancing in the
direction of the large house on the other side of the lake.
"I'll be damned! They could have watched the whole thing with
binoculars or a telescope." Adam looked like he wished he were
invisible.
"Seems like your in-laws are some kinky people!" Andrea laughed as
she returned to her brother's side, running her fingers playfully
through his hair. "I wish I could have seen your face when you found
out they had been watching."
Adam chuckled, remembering the look. "We had made love for, oh, about
the third or fourth time when Kenny turned toward the house and waved.
She turned and pointed to me, telling me to wave. I thought she had
lost her mind or something, but I did it just the same."
Andrea was near hysterics as she asked, "When did you think to ask her
about it?" Clearly, she was enjoying this moment.
"We were on our way back to the main house when I asked her why we
were waving. When she told me it was to let her parents know we were
okay, I realized they must have been watching the whole thing."
Andrea gave up trying to conceal her laughter, the image of her rather
embarrassed brother firmly fixed in her mind. She leaned against him
to support herself.
Adam held his sister as the fit of laughter ran its course, feeling
comfortable in the closeness. Before his initiation into the family
way of loving, this would have been a very awkward moment for him.
Feeling the firm softness of Andrea's breasts against his chest as she
laughed herself silly, Adam could feel the beginnings of his lust
stirring, his cock quickly growing hard between them. Andrea felt it,
too, the unexpected feeling putting an end to her mirth. She pushed
away from her brother, a look of shock on her lovely features.
"Whoa! What is this?" she asked, nodding at the bulge in Adam's
pants.
Adam blushed, more out of embarrassment than shame. "Sorry, Sis. I
guess I kinda forgot myself for a moment."
"I'd say you did." Andrea walked a short distance away from Adam
before turning to look at him. Not overly tall yet slimly muscular...
Yeah, she could see what Kendra saw in him, especially the imprint
just a bit south of his belt buckle.
Adam regarded his sister, taking in her beauty. Slightly taller than
Kendra, firm pouting breasts and not quite the classic hourglass
figure with neatly kept auburn hair framing her oval face - Adam
decided Dale was six kinds of a fool not to appreciate how beautiful
and sensual a woman Andrea was.
"Tell me something, Adam."
Andrea's voice brought Adam back from his erotic examination. "What
do you want to know?"
"We haven't always been the best of friends since we got older, but
you were always a good listener." Adam nodded in agreement, wondering
where all this was going.
"Tell me what's on your mind, Andrea. Is it Dale?"
At the mention of her husband's name, Andrea looked at Adam, shaking
her head. "No. Well, it has something to do with him, but not
directly."
Adam held up a hand. "Hold on for a moment, will you?" Crossing over
to the storage box, Adam fiddled with the combination lock for a
moment before opening the box. Reaching inside, he withdrew two
folding camp stools, carrying them over to where Andrea was standing.
He opened one, motioning for his sister to sit before sitting himself.
"Okay, this is better. Now, take your time and tell me what the deal
is."
Andrea waited a few seconds before responding. "Something happened to
me today, something unexpected and wonderful. You know Dale and I
have been having some problems?" Adam nodded.
"Good. Then it shouldn't surprise you I've filed for a divorce."
"No, it doesn't. Andrea, what does Dale have to do with what happened
to you?"
"Everything and nothing, Adam. Before today, I didn't have a clue
about what I was going to do with my life after Dale and I go our own
way."
"And now?"
Andrea smiled. "Now? Suddenly, I've got this feeling about what I
want to do. What surprises me is how I came to feel this way. It's
really weird; you think you know yourself and someone comes along and
shows you a side you never knew existed."
"You've met someone else?"
Andrea's smile grew wider. "Oh, yes. I most certainly have."
"Then it's all good, right?" Adam wasn't sure of Andrea's thoughts,
but if she's met someone else, well, then things must be okay.
"I'm hoping," Andrea continued, "that it will work out for me and my
new love."
"Anybody I know?" Adam watched his sister blush deeply.
"That's the hard part, Adam. It is someone you know."
Adam went fishing by asking, "Is this what you and Kenny were talking
about?" Andrea's blush deepened.
"We talked, yes." At first, Adam frowned at Andrea's enigmatic answer
before his mind put two and two together.
"Oh, shit! Andrea, did Kenny make love to you?"
If Andrea could turn any redder, she would be a stop light. "I'm
sorry, Adam. Things just happened so quickly! One moment she was
holding me because I was upset and crying - she felt so warm and soft!
The next thing I know, she had me out of my clothes and into orbit."
Andrea looked at Adam, expecting him to go ballistic at this news.
Instead, Adam smiled, as if he understood.
"Kenny does have a certain... something about her, doesn't she? She's
really hard to resist."
Andrea was pleased and confused at the same time. "Your wife and I
made love this afternoon! Aren't you concerned or angry or
something?"
"Should I be? I don't see what the big deal is, Andrea. You got
seduced by your sister-in-law; what's so bad about it?"
"For one," Andrea began hotly, "This is your wife we're talking about.
And, I've never done anything like this before."
Adam continued to smile. "And you want more of Kenny." Quietly,
Andrea admitted the truth, more to herself than to Adam.
"Yes. In that one moment, I think I fell in love with your wife.
I've never felt anything like it before." Andrea paused for a moment,
trying to get a grip on her runaway emotions. "You must think me some
kind of nut."
Adam reached cross the distance between them to take Andrea's hand.
"No, I don't think you're crazy. And, just so you'll know, I don't
have a problem with what happened between you and Kenny."
Andrea looked at her brother with a fresh perspective; clearly, this
wasn't the same guy she had grown up with. "Answer a question for
me?"
"Sure."
"What's up with your friend there?" Andrea waved a hand at Adam's
still noticeable erection. "If I didn't know better, I would swear
you were having some unsavory thoughts about me."
"You wanna hear something?" Adam asked.
"What?"
"I was having unsavory thoughts about you."
"Huh?"
"When we were standing there and I was holding you, I was thinking
about how nice it would be to fuck you." Adam shrugged, feeling a
Kendra-like calm flowing over him. Andrea, on the other hand, was
anything but calm.
"You wanted to what? You can't fuck me - I'm your sister!"
"So? What's your point?"
"My point?" Andrea was exasperated. "We're brother and sister,
dummy!" Even through her amazement at Adam's proclamation, Andrea
felt a surge of excitement. In a funny way, it was nice to have your
brother think of you as a woman.
"For those who didn't hear me, I'll repeat myself. What's your point,
Andrea?" Adam was enjoying every moment of his sister's confusion.
"Well, what would your wife say?"
"Kenny would pat me on my ass and tell me to stick it to you good,
that's what she'd say."
"Oh, you're telling me your wife wouldn't bat an eye? I don't believe
it!"
"Really? You wanna go ask her? Andrea, I don't know why you're
acting like this. You were honest about what you told me; why
shouldn't I be honest with you? Hell, did you happen to notice I
didn't get upset with your news?"
Andrea had to admit Adam had a point there; however, before she could
respond, the conversation was interrupted by a chirping sound. Adam
reached into his shirt pocket and removed the small cellular phone.
"Yeah? Oh, hi, babe. No, we're okay." Adam listened for a moment.
"Okay. We'll be on our way in a second." Adam folded the phone and
returned it to his pocket. "That was Kenny. Dinner's ready - we
should head back to the house. Hand me the stool, will you?"
As Andrea folded the stool and handed it to Adam, she said, "Don't
think you're off the hook on this one - this conversation is far from
over."
Adam turned to Andrea, a thoughtful look on his handsome face and
extended his hand. When Andrea took it, he tugged gently, enough to
bring her into his embrace. Before she could react, Adam kissed her
fully and deeply, sliding his tongue between her full lips.
Andrea reacted instinctively to Adam's kiss, her arms closing around
his muscular body. She felt a rush of weakness as she returned the
kiss, suddenly remember who she was melting under. Finding a bit of
resolve, Andrea disengaged herself from Adam with mixed emotions. One
part of her was angry with her brother's boldness while the woman in
her had been set aflame by the forbidden contact.
"You're right, Andrea," Adam said huskily. "This is far from over.
Let's go." He headed off in the direction of the house with a dazed
Andrea following a short distance behind him.
Part V, Chapter Sixteen
Andrea lay in bed wide awake. Although it had been a physically
tiring day (not to mention emotionally), she found herself unable to
sleep. Dinner had been, well, interesting, even though Andrea
couldn't remember what she'd eaten. Her thoughts had been occupied
with her experience with Kendra earlier in the day and the discussion
with Adam. All during the meal, Andrea stole glances at Kendra,
drinking in her beauty and feeling the sinful, lusty emotions the
exotic woman instilled in her. From the sultry, sexy Kendra, her gaze
would land on her brother. What had happened to him? Once shy and
reserved, he now exuded sexuality. His kiss had done more than
surprise Andrea...
In the relative quiet of the guest room, Andrea listened to the sounds
around her. The gentle rustling of the night wind through the trees
just outside the window was soothing, yet provided little comfort to
the edgy Andrea. "God," she whispered. "What is wrong with me? My
husband treats me like shit, my sister-in-law seduces me, and now my
brother wants to fuck me!" Andrea frowned at the turn of events in
her life.
Finding no answers from above forthcoming, Andrea sighed in
frustration. She rose from the comfortable bed and went into the
bathroom. Turning on the light, Andrea looked at her reflection in
the mirror, seeing what the inability to rest was doing to her
features. Andrea turned on the water and let it run until it was warm
before splashing the soothing liquid over her face.
Feeling better, Andrea began drying her face on the towel when she
heard something. Looking about the room and hearing nothing, Andrea
shrugged and finished her task, chalking it up to her imagination.
Placing the towel back on the bar, Andrea turned off the light and was
about to leave the bathroom when she heard the sound again, louder
this time and definitely coming from the other side of a door she
hadn't noticed. Curious, Andrea went over to the door - the sounds
were definitely coming from the other side! Cautiously, she grasped
the doorknob and turned it, hearing the catch disengage with a soft
click.
The door opened on silent hinges. Andrea poked her head through the
opening and found herself looking into a darkened room similar to the
one she occupied. The sounds were coming from her right and she cast
her eyes in that direction, thankful they had adjusted to the
darkness. Andrea's quiet breathing nearly stopped in her chest.
Before her on the bed, two figures moved in a sexual ballet. In
addition to the grunts and groans which led her to this scene, Andrea
could hear the squishy, liquid sounds of joined bodies.
Blinking, Andrea could make out a dark-skinned woman on top, her body
undulating with an almost snake-like ease, her hands massaging
moderately large breasts. Beneath her came the unmistakable sounds of
a man in total ecstasy. A burst of excitement ran through Andrea as
she realized she had stumbled upon a couple making love. Forcing her
eyes to focus against the darkness, Andrea could see Ellie Williams
riding the hell out of the guy under her, which identified the man as
Kenny's father..
Andrea's curiosity deepened as she remembered the master bedroom was
on the other side of the house! Kendra had, during Andrea's tour,
made a point of showing the tastefully appointed room. Mentally
shrugging, Andrea figured it was their house and they could screw
anywhere they damn well pleased.
Except for one thing. The hand which reached up to pinch Ellie's
nipple was much lighter in color. Besides herself, there was only one
other person in the house with skin that light...
"Adam..." Andrea whispered. "My God..."
* * *
Ellie was enjoying herself as she took Adam to greater heights of
passion, riding his blood-engorged manhood for all she was worth.
Beneath her, Adam had his eyes closed and a grimace of pain/pleasure
flickered across his face as Ellie clamped well-trained vaginal
muscles around him. Ellie knew he was close, plunging herself deeper
onto him repeatedly when she heard Andrea's whispered exclamation.
Leaning forward, Ellie made a show of shaking her long black hair,
using the movement to glance towards the doorway.
There she was - mouth open, eyes wide. Ellie decided it was time to
give Andrea something to look at. Seductively, Ellie ground her hips
downward in slow, wide circles one last time before releasing the
slickened shaft from her velvet embrace. Adam groaned with
disappointment as the warmth was removed from him, his hips flailing
at empty air.
Ellie used a hand to grasp Adam's cock. Licking her lips in an
exaggerated show of hunger, Ellie covered Adam's thrusting member with
her mouth, delighting in the taste of their combined fluids. Slowly,
she swallowed him until her nose was buried in Adam's nest of brown
pubic hair, holding him deep within her throat for long seconds before
withdrawing. Ellie's hand slid along Adam's hardness until a drop of
pre-cum oozed from the slit of his cock, which she greedily licked
away with a flick of her tongue.
Andrea watched the display before her with a mixture of disgust and
excitement. Imagine! Her own brother fucking his mother-in-law! Yet,
Andrea couldn't deny the tingle of excitement which flowed through
her, hardening her nipples and starting a flow of juices running down
her legs. Andrea knew she should step away from the scene before her,
go back to bed and try to put things in their proper place. However,
she was frozen in place, unable - and unwilling - to move.
Ellie was taking perverse pleasure in teasing both Adam and Andrea,
swirling her tongue around the darkening knob of Adam's maleness.
After licking away yet another drop of liquid love, Ellie tilted her
head toward the open doorway.
"You may as well join us, Andrea. You can't have any fun standing
there watching unless you're into that sort of thing." Adam raised
his head at Ellie's announcement to find his sister watching with rapt
attention.
"Oh, shit," Adam murmured.
"Relax, Adam," Ellie said, placing a hand on his chest to keep him
where he was. "It's her choice, just as it was yours to make."
Turning back to Andrea, Ellie waved her to join them. "Kenny told me
you wanted to know the secret to her happiness. Now's you chance to
learn for yourself."
Shocked into motion by the invitation, Andrea stepped into the
bedroom, her temper flaring. "Let me get this straight. You are in
here, fucking my brother behind your daughter's back and you want me
to join you? You must be out of your fucking mind!"
Ellie fixed Andrea with a calm, yet penetrating, look. "First of all,
darling, I am not fucking him behind anyone's back. Secondly, my mind
is doing very well, thank you." Ellie gaze flicked to Adam's
erection, kept in place with some expertly applied pressure.
"Besides, there's more than enough man for both of us, wouldn't you
say?" Having said her piece, Ellie returned to her labor of love.
Andrea watched as the older Black woman ran a very pink tongue along
the length of her brother's cock, seeing Adam's reaction as he gave in
to the pleasures offered by Ellie. Her conscious mind rambled with
thoughts of utter disgust with the act taking place before her. Deep
in the back of Andrea's mind, however, plans were being hatched, dark,
sinister, and lusty.
A low, urgent voice whispered unthinkable things to her, placing
visions of having that magnificent, forbidden erection between her own
lips in the front of her, subtly replacing every reason why she
shouldn't.
The voice asked, "Don't you have needs which aren't being tended to?
How long has it been since you've had a long, hard cock inside you,
spreading you wide?" Andrea blinked and shook her head to clear the
tempting visions from her head, not wanting to give in to the desire
because it was so very wrong.
"Wrong?" the voice teased. "If this is so wrong, why are you so hot
and wet?" Andrea had to admit it was a damned good question. She
shut her eyes against the sight of Ellie sucking Adam's balls one at a
time; however, she couldn't shut off her hearing as Adam moaned in
obvious delight. "Look, sweetie," the voice said. "Either lead,
follow, or get the fuck out of the way, okay? Make up your mind
already!"
Andrea took a deep breath hoping to clear her mind once and for all,
only to have the heady, sharp perfume of sex assail her which, along
with the maddening voice in her head, whispered promises of sweet,
soul searing passion.
Andrea's eyelids fluttered open - along with her mouth. Somehow,
during the argument with herself, she had moved closer to the two
lovers on the bed. From where she now stood, she could make out the
glistening strands of saliva clinging delicately to Adam's cock, as
well as the tongue which was applying it. She could also make out
Adam's lust-filled rambling as he pleaded for Ellie to continue.
Another look and Andrea could make out the heart-shaped head of her
brother's phallus - dark as a plum and oh, so inviting!
Another blink - Andrea could now make out the shape of each vein which
ran along the thickened length, pulsing with a life of their own under
the tawny grip of Ellie's hand. A simple movement of the wrist by
Ellie revealed the slightly distended opening at the tip of Adam's
maleness at which a single, clear drop of dew rested. So clear, so
tempting just to flick out one's tongue and let the droplet rest
there, transmitting its salty essence to sensitive taste buds.
Andrea felt a trickle of saliva escape her parted lips, remembering
how a man's essence tasted fresh from the source. It looked so good
just sitting there, only now beginning to dribble down the
blood-engorged head and collecting around the circular embrace of
Ellie's hand, which was now proffering the delicious morsel in her
direction. Andrea blinked once more; this wasn't right but, damn it
all to hell, she was hot, horny and straight up in need. Tossing her
fate to the wind, Andrea allowed her tongue to snap out and collect
her sinful dessert.
Ah... So hot and tangy! Like the sweetest of things of which one
cannot get enough of once tasted, Andrea fell to the business of
draining her brother dry. Her mouth flowed over the spongy knob,
quickly removing very trace of stickiness with her tongue. Her
distended lips ran into Ellie's fingers, felt the cool stickiness on
them and cleaned them as well. Ellie smiled and moved aside to allow
Andrea full access to Adam.
Without losing her grip on Adam's shaft, Andrea quickly filled the
vacancy left by Ellie and returned to the task at hand. Fully
consumed with lust, Andrea gave up on savoring the forbidden fruit,
opting to throw all caution to the wind, along with her eternal soul.
She increased the sucking motions along the length of Adam's cock, her
tongue playing a maddening tattoo on every inch of skin it could
reach.
Through slitted eyes, Adam raised his head enough to catch a glimpse
of the she-demon attacking his cock. A massive surge of fresh lust
flowed into him as he recognized the mane of brown hair bobbing atop a
head moving on him at a blistering pace. Whatever control Adam had
learned deserted him as his sac tightened painfully, just before the
first spurt of love exploded from him. "Oh, SHIT!" Adam roared as the
full force of his ejaculation beat on his senses, his body turning
into one gigantic, uncontrollable muscle spasm.
Andrea felt the first splash of come against the roof of her mouth,
took a deep breath, and sucked hard, creating a vacuum within the
confines of her rapidly filling mouth - and we all know what happens
when you introduce liquid into a vacuum, don't we? Stream after
impossible stream of semen flowed into her mouth, making Adam feel as
if his sister were sucking the life from him. Just as he though his
entire supply of seed had been exhausted, Andrea did the unexpected,
making a ring out of thumb and forefinger and gripping him hard. Not
only did this stop the flow of sperm, it kept him hard - and painfully
so, as his moan indicated.
"Oh, no," Andrea growled. "I'm not done with you yet, brother. If my
ass is going to hell, I'm taking you with me." Without releasing the
near painful grip on Adam tortured penis, Andrea turned to face Ellie.
"When I get on this fucker, you know what to do, right?" Ellie's only
answer was to smile. With her back to Adam, Andrea positioned herself
over the dark purple head of his cock and whispered, "God forgive me,"
just before plunging herself onto the waiting member, feeling the
thickness spread her as it quickly vanished into her wetness.
Once fully speared, Andrea exhaled loudly. "Shit, this feels so
fucking good!" Spreading her legs wider, she commanded to Ellie, "Do
your thing, woman! Send me straight to hell!"
"With pleasure," Ellie said, quickly covering Andrea's very exposed
clitoris with her mouth and sucking it into a greater state of
hardness, feeling her victim shudder in sweet response. Ellie teased
the swollen bud of flesh with lips, teeth and tongue, extracting peals
of lusty curses from Andrea. And, for good measure, she applied a
lavish dose of raspy tongue to the exposed underside of Adam's cock
each time it escaped Andrea's velvety embrace.
Between the tightness of his sister's pussy and the insanity behind
Ellie's more than experienced tongue, Adam fell to his doom as his
cock once again swelled before coating Andrea's insides with love.
"THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT!!" Andrea just lost it, giving voice
to long unrealized pleasure as spurt after spurt splashed against her
raw insides, soothing the flames and, for the moment, putting out the
fire. She hammered herself against Adam, the impact causing her
breasts to shake wildly. Andrea reached down, pulling Ellie's face
tighter against her, rotating her hips against the tongue which
continued to flick and tease her clitoris.
All Adam could do was ride out Andrea's orgasmic storm as Ellie's
masterful mouth brought his sister right to the brink - and politely
kicked her to the point from which no return would ever be possible.
He could feel Andrea flooding his shaft and balls with hot, liquid
love; whatever Ellie wasn't catching ran down the crack of his
buttocks, causing quite a different sensation in itself.
Andrea shuddered as the last of her orgasm cascaded through her,
leaving satisfaction in its wake - along with something else. Still
trembling, Andrea rolled off Adam to lay panting beside him. The rush
of orgasm was being replaced with a feeling of pure terror as the
realization of what she had done, not to mention who was partially
responsible for the quickly fading warmth.
Ellie sat on ebon haunches to watch the inevitable explosion of
emotion she knew would be arriving shortly. Idly, she licked her
lips, relishing the unique taste of male and female juices. Her own
lust reminded her of its presence by hardening her nipples and
allowing a trickle of juice to flow from her. Making a mental note to
resolve her own horniness in a few moments, she returned her attention
to Andrea and Adam.
Adam called out to his sister. "Andy? You okay over there?" He
reached out, seeking her hand. As Adam made contact with his sister's
cooling flesh, Andrea jerked away violently.
"Don't touch me! Just leave me the hell alone!"
"Sis, we have to talk about this." Adam kept the hurt from his voice
as best he could, knowing if Andrea picked up on it, the situation
would run out of control.
"There's nothing to talk about. God, I feel so filthy! My own
brother - how could I do such a terrible thing?"
"You didn't do anything you didn't want to do," said Ellie as she
placed a hand on Andrea's thigh, quite surprised when the other woman
didn't flinch or pull away.
"Oh, yeah? That's easy for you to say; you never fucked your brother
before." Guilt had Andrea in its grip and was squeezing her heart and
soul tightly in place while Confusion slapped her around.
"You sure about that, little girl?" Ellie asked, her voice dangerously
low. "You've only had a tiny sample of what I've been through in my
life. I hardly think one roll in the hay qualifies you as an expert
on the subject."
Andrea looked at Adam questioningly. "What the fuck is she talking
about?" Adam toyed his fingers, making a show of inspecting his
fingernails. Andrea grabbed her brother's hands to get his full
attention. "Answer me, damn you, before I lose my fucking mind! What
is she talking about?"
Adam cleared his throat, looking toward Ellie who nodded. Turning his
gaze onto Andrea he said, "Devon and Ellie are not just Kenny's mother
and father. They're also brother and sister, Andrea. I know this is
hard for you to hear - it was hard for me to listen to this when I was
told."
"You mean to tell me you knew about all this and still agreed to be a
part of this hideous sin?" Andrea was incredulous. "What the hell
were you thinking about?"
"I was thinking about my love for Kenny," Adam said before falling
silent, drawing a deadly look from his sister.
"That's it? All you have to say is you did it out of love? What a
crock of shit!" Andrea burned with anger and, oh, yeah, shame as the
two emotions warred against each other for dominance.
Ellie's quiet voice reached Andrea's ears. "You didn't think so a
moment ago, Andrea. You were all too willing to work out your sexual
frustration on Adam's cock. Would you have joined in if you didn't
love your brother? Or do you make it a habit of jumping on the first
hard cock you come across?"
Andrea bridled at Ellie's statement, her face reddening with both
anger and shame, knowing the other woman's words had hit upon at least
a couple of truths. "I'll have you know I don't make it a habit of
screwing anything with pants on," Andrea shot back heatedly. "As for
the rest of it, things got a little out of control."
Ellie remained unconvinced. "I'm sorry; I shouldn't have implied such
a thing. However, in control or not, you didn't seem to mind while
things were taking place. It wasn't until after the fact your mind
objected."
Andrea hung her head as Ellie's words continued to echo in her mind.
True enough, the only thing which mattered was getting some relief;
that she found it while riding Adam's maleness didn't really matter.
Or did it? Andrea could feel her eyes pooling with hot, salty tears
as the truth settled in to stay a while.
"I don't know what to think right now, even though I have to admit
there is some truth to what you've said," Andrea admitted as her tears
spilled down her cheeks. Adam fished around on the night stand until
he found the box of tissues. "Andy, there's no reason for you to be
ashamed of what happened," Adam said as he dried his sister's face.
"If I've learned anything from this, it's there's nothing wrong with
showing your love for those closest to you." Adam reached up, gently
stroking Andrea's face with the back of his fingertips.
"But, I never thought about you in sexual terms! Oh, you're a great
looking guy and all, but you're still my brother."
"I have to admit to not thinking of you in those terms either," Adam
confessed. "However, if this has done anything, it's shown me how
much I really love you."
Andrea felt a fresh flood of tears collecting. "What are you saying?
How can you love me after I practically attacked you like some crazed
slut?"
Ellie moved closer to Andrea, taking her hands. "Crazed, maybe.
Slut, well, the jury will have to deliberate on this one. Still, what
does it matter? Can't you see the main issues here are love and
happiness?"
"Love and happiness?" Andrea's laugh contained a tinge of bitterness.
"I used to know what they were."
Ellie leaned closer, her lips brushing against Andrea's cheek. "You
can get to know them again."
"How? If you think I'm having a hard time dealing with this, how do
you think Dale will react?" Andrea laughed. "The boy will flip his
lid!"
"What does Dale have to do with this?" Adam asked. "This isn't about
him at all."
"Then, how...?" Andrea couldn't see where this was going.
"You can rediscover love and happiness here with us, Sis," Adam
answered, letting his fingers trail along the contours of one breast.
"Just think of it! No pressures, no hassles, no sense of being
obligated to Dale and his tyrannical ways. Think of what it would be
like to be surrounded by people whose main goal in life is to make and
keep you happy!"
"Even if it mean screwing me until I couldn't see straight?"
"If that's what it takes, yes." Ellie answered, following Adam's lead
by letting one manicured finger trace circles around Andrea's
hardening nipple. "You can be sure your every need will be tended
to."
Andrea began to relax under the dual stimulation. "What would Kenny
have to say about all of this? I mean, he's my brother but he's is
also her husband. It just doesn't seem right for me to, uh, take him
away from her."
"No chance of that, Andy," Adam answered. "Believe me, Kenny wouldn't
see this as an intrusion on your part."
"Besides," Ellie added, "There are more than enough men - and women,
if you like - to go around."
"Huh?"
Adam grinned in the semi-darkness. "Did you think your activities
would be limited to me alone?"
"Well... yes."
"Guess again, Andrea. Certainly, Kenny will want to love you again.
It stands to reason the rest of the family will want a piece of your
cute ass as well!"
A vision of the entire Williams clan lined up before her popped into
Andrea's head. "This is so hard to deal with. I don't want to seem
like I'm some kind of sex maniac."
Ellie laughed softly, letting her fingers toy with Andrea's navel.
"Compared to the rest of us, you're pretty tame. For now, that is."
"I can see how this could help me," Andrea said, changing the subject
while shifting her body slightly to allow Ellie better access to her
tummy. "How does all of this help solve my problems with Dale?"
Ellie's warm breath felt good against Andrea's exposed flesh as she
answered. "For one, you'll have a better idea about loving and being
loved. Once you understand the way it's supposed to be, you can use
your knowledge to educate your husband."
Andrea laughed nervously, partially out of uncertainty of Dale's
compliance and mostly due to Adam's tongue on her nipple. "Dale's one
of those men who figures it's a woman's place to put out on demand.
And then, it's his way or no way. He could care less if I got what I
wanted just as long as he got his rocks off."
Adam stopped his oral inspection of his sister's nipple. "Well, then,
your choice is a simple one. You were planning to divorce him,
right?" Andrea moaned an acknowledgment, a bit miffed at Adam for the
stoppage.
"Then you should go ahead and rid yourself of him." Having said this,
Adam returned to his oral manipulation of Andrea's nipple.
Andrea's thinking was becoming fragmented by the mouth on her nipple
and the one approaching her rapidly heating center. "Where will I go?
It's a safe bet he won't let me keep the house."
"You can stay here," Ellie said. "We've got plenty of room, either
here or across the lake. Raise your knees for me, will you?
Thanks..."
Andrea gasped as Ellie's tongue split her outer labia. "I... I
wouldn't want to, um, impose on any of you. Harder, please..."
Ellie's muffled reply was barely audible. "No problem - on either
account. Now, hold still..."
Any further discussion was deferred in favor of some in-depth,
nonverbal talks. For the next hour, Andrea learned what it like to
love and be loved, openly and freely, with no holds barred as Adam and
Ellie took her to greater heights of passion. As wave after wave of
pleasure crashed against the shores of her soul, Andrea realized her
two lovers asked nothing of her in return. Taking a break from the
near-relentless assault on her senses, Andrea watched as Adam moved
within Ellie with long, sure strokes.
Of equal interest was Ellie's acceptance of her son-in-law's efforts
as the older woman gave voice to each and every thrill sent her way,
literally clawing and cursing her way through orgasm after orgasm.
Andrea felt, for lack of a better word, compelled to return the loving
feelings which had been so lavishly heaped upon her. Recalling her
experience with Kendra, Andrea did her best to add to Ellie's pleasure
by alternately sucking and biting Ellie's nipples. As Ellie cried out
in response, Andrea felt her confidence building, letting her tongue
trace lazy patterns down Ellie's torso until she got a bird's eye view
of hard maleness penetrating soft womanhood.
Andrea watched with rapt attention as the head of Adam's cock, pale in
contrast to Ellie's dark folds, withdrew until only the head remained
lodged within Ellie's sweet confines. Emboldened by her newly found
sexual freedom, Andrea whispered, "Ellie, let him take you from behind
- I want to try something." Ellie's response was to groan with
feigned disappointment; nevertheless, she slid from under Adam,
rolling to one side. Andrea quickly took Ellie's place but facing in
the opposite direction, spreading her legs high and wide.
Ellie smiled wickedly. "I know what she wants, Adam. Let's give it
to her!" Ellie then straddled Andrea, covering the younger woman's
face with dark, damp, pussy before burying her own face between
Andrea's waiting thighs. Adam positioned himself over Ellie's
uplifted backside, lingering just a moment to savor the sight of his
sister's tongue working at Ellie's engorged clitoris. There being
other fish to fry, Adam slid back into Ellie's welcome warmth.
>From her position under Ellie, Andrea had a perfect view as Adam
worked more cock shaft into Ellie. Above her, Ellie trembled under
the dual assault of tongue and man meat, her cries of pleasure
efficiently muffled as tried to keep up the frantic pace. Andrea
smiled as an orgasmic tremor set in, her body tensing and relaxing in
sweet response. Tilting her head back, Andrea alternated licking
Ellie's clit and any exposed piece of Adam's cock which managed not to
be swallowed by Ellie's gripping orifice.
The three lovers moved with each other to the primal beat of their
lust, each giving and taking. As the old cliche goes, all good
things, etc. Andrea could actually see Adam's shaft grow thicker, his
strokes becoming quicker and more insistent. A moment later, Andrea
could see her brother's cock pumping jet after jet of man cream into
Ellie. Andrea tongued Ellie's swollen clit faster and harder,
instigating a string of lusty curses from Ellie as her own pleasure
peaked and overflowed, flooding Andrea's face with tangy essence. As
Ellie's vagina contracted, a flow of sperm escaped, running along the
contours of red, puffy labia before forming one large dollop of seed.
Andrea held her mouth open in anticipation of her brother's offering,
moaning loudly as the salty droplet plopped into her mouth just about
the same time Ellie's demonic tongue exorcised a toe-curling orgasm
from somewhere deep within Andrea's soul.
The sound of wet, hot bodies was replaced with the sounds of three
people doing their level best to catch their respective breaths.
Andrea searched her soul for any signs of anguish over this incestuous
act. She had to admit the hot, tingling feelings which continued to
wash over her felt right. Still, there was one prominent thought in
her heart, overlaying the orgasmic bliss.
Andrea knew, in her heart of hearts, she hadn't just been fucked; she
had been loved and deliciously so. Absent was the usual selfishness
she'd known since her very first time. Gone was the empty feeling
left by men whose only care was their own satisfaction. Andrea
realized she had been given something that transcended mere physical
satisfaction - she had been given enlightenment. Versed in the usual
ways of making love, she had ventured into places women rarely went,
let alone talked about.
Andrea had known the touch of another woman for the first time earlier
today. She shivered as she remember Kendra's loving, gentle loving
which had been urgent without rushing, insistent but not forceful.
Andrea knew how emotionally labile she'd been at that time, seeking
comfort in any form. Tonight was different. Andrea had once again
ventured into the unknown, this time of her own free will, accepting
Ellie's love and returning it as well. Another delightful shiver
raced through Andrea as she remembered her first taste of a woman. No
fear, no hesitation - just welcome acceptance and a need to love.
Andrea could feel sleep descending upon her as she looked toward Adam.
Damn! Andrea smiled dreamily, wondering why making love with him
never occurred to her before now while also realizing the silliness of
her question. Still, as sleep claimed Andrea, she vowed to correct
this obvious oversight in her life.
Part V, Chapter Seventeen
Morning sunlight streamed in the curtained window, casting its warmth
onto Andrea, who stretched luxuriously, happy and content. And sat
straight up, wide awake and wondering where in the name of God she
was! Looking around, she recognized the well-appointed guest room...
but how had she gotten in here? Her last memory was of being in bed
with, oh, shit, Ellie and Adam...
"Good morning," a baritone voice said, coming from her right, causing
Andrea to yelp in surprise. "Did you sleep well?" Andrea turned
toward the voice and found Devon sitting in the upholstered chair
which occupied the room.
"Shit! You scared me, Devon! I slept just fine, thank you. But..."
"Yes?" Devon's smile was magnetic.
"How did I get back in here?" Andrea gestured to take in the whole
room.
"I happened to be looking for Ellie, knew she'd be with Adam - but I
didn't expect to find you with them. I figured it would be easier for
you to wake up in your own bed - a lot less chance of any discomfort."
"Thanks," Andrea offered, carefully noticing Devon hadn't commented
further on her presence in the bed, let alone her obvious state of
undress at the time. "About last night..."
Devon raised one long-fingered hand in dismissal. "You don't have to
explain anything, Andrea. Especially if you're not, ah, comfortable
about it." Devon settled back into the comfortable chair, taking
stock of his son-in-law's sister. Earlier in the morning, Ellie,
Adam, Devon, and Kendra had discussed the events of the night before,
with Devon drawing the short straw as the person Andrea would see upon
awakening and to answer the questions they knew she'd have.
"Oh, I'm all right," Andrea answered - and meant it. She had never
felt more comfortable in her life, even after having the strangest
experience in her entire life. "What do you want to know?"
Devon laughed at Andrea's positive stance. "If you're asking me, then
you must be handling all of this better than we expected." He nodded
approval. "That's good, Andrea. To answer your question, I just want
to know one thing."
"Go ahead," Andrea replied, feeling a confidence she'd never known
before. Remarkable, since she was about to have a talk about getting
laid to a man she only met once or twice before! "Were you loved?"
"Was I ever!" Andrea exclaimed. "You know, at first I though all of
this sick and disgusting. That was before I stopped looking at it
from my old perspective." Andrea shifted her position on the bed
before continuing. "Ellie and Adam had an interesting way to rid me
of my old way of thinking, but it worked. I never realized something
so wrong could be so right."
Devon nodded in silent agreement. "It does take some getting used to.
It took Adam a little longer to get used to being a part of our loving
family. But, as you discovered, he's well adjusted."
"That isn't all he is," Andrea muttered, her body remembering the
utter joy of being filled by him. Turning her attention back to
Devon, Andrea asked, "So now what? I mean, what happens next?"
Devon regarded Andrea with a tilt of his head, as if not understanding
the question. "I don't know, Andrea; what do you want to happen
next?"
Andrea fixed Devon with a puzzled look of her own. "Am I expect to
'join up' or something?"
"Don't be silly! Of course not!"
"What, then?" Andrea's confusion was parading itself openly. "I
don't get it."
Devon shrugged. "What's there to get? You are Adam's sister and,
thus, a member of the family. We wouldn't treat you any different
than we do Adam who, by the way, is here by his choice. He could have
walked out on Kenny and the rest of us on the first night. Hell, he
still can."
"He's still here," Andrea said, understanding where Devon was going.
"Exactly. I know of your plans to divorce Dale and I'm supposed to
tell you that you're welcome to stay here." He looked around the room
expansively. "This room will be yours, of course. As Adam will
attest, you won't want for anything."
"What's the catch, Devon? This is too good to be true."
"You wound me, Andrea - there's no catch, no gimmicks, no nothing.
Just the family reaching out to another family member in need."
"I wouldn't have to, uh, you know, earn my keep?"
Devon frowned his displeasure. "Just allowing the family to help you
is reward enough for us. Please don't insult us by implying you have
to do something in return."
Andrea's face reddened at Devon's mild rebuke. "I'm sorry, Devon.
It's just... damn! This has all been like a dream to me, one I don't
want to wake up from. I could leave Dale today and spend the rest of
my life here without missing him one bit."
"And, pray tell, why is that?"
Andrea thought carefully over her answer, sighing deeply. "Because I
know everyone here will love me, even those of you who are just
getting to know me. And I need to show my love to everyone who loves
me."
"Well, then," Devon said while getting to his feet, giving Andrea a
good long look at his trim form as well as the outline of his
maleness. Devon smiled before announcing, "It's all settled. Let
someone know what you want to do and we'll see about getting things in
order. Are you hungry? For food, I mean," letting Andrea know he was
aware of her gaze.
"I'm starving," Andrea replied. "And not just for food, if you catch
my drift."
"I do, indeed. You'll have plenty of time to feed yourself. For now,
though, let's get you showered and fed. Pancakes or waffles?"
Andrea smiled brilliantly at Devon, already knowing what decision
she'd make. "Yes."
"Yes? Yes, pancakes or yes, waffles?"
"Yes."
"Women," Devon uttered as he left Andrea to her morning ablutions.
* * *
Andrea arrived for breakfast some twenty minutes later, feeling
well-rested and full of energy. Freshly showered and outfitted in
jeans, T-shirt and light sweater, she joined the rest of family,
taking a seat next to Kendra. Kendra acknowledged Andrea's presence
with a nod, turning her attention momentarily to something Ellie was
saying.
"...So, we won't need to make any other changes. There'll be plenty
of room for everyone."
Adam and Kendra both nodded in agreement. "Not that it makes much
difference," said Adam, giving everyone a sample of his magnetic
smile. "We usually don't spend much time in our rooms - sleeping,
that is." Kendra giggled.
Devon spoke up, taking in Andrea with his warm glance. "All there is
to settle now is a buy-in from Andrea."
"Buy-in to what?" Andrea asked between a mouth full of waffles.
"Well, I told everyone about our conversation this morning. Depending
on your answer, we'd love to have you stay here with us."
Andrea sat her fork on the plate carefully, having nearly dropped it
upon hearing Devon's announcement. She looked at everyone around the
table, taking those few seconds to make the biggest decision in her
life since accepting Dale's marriage proposal. Andrea looked at Devon
as if some ulterior motive could be found on his handsome features.
Instead, she saw only the quiet confidence everyone in this family
seemed to possess.
Turning her head slightly, she looked in Ellie's eyes, finding the
same confidence along with a look which promised a lot of interesting
days and nights. Andrea shivered involuntarily as both her mind and
body remembered the sensations delivered by Ellie just mere hours ago.
Putting the memory aside she looked at Kendra and another shiver raced
up her spine.
"Get a grip, girl," she told herself before allowing her gaze to
settle on Adam. Even though born of different roots, he was clearly a
member of this family, fairly oozing the Williams family confidence
and sexuality. Who would have thought the best sex she'd ever
experienced had come from the last person she ever dreamed of?
Feeling as if she were taking too long to answer, Andrea cleared her
throat before speaking. "After everything which has happened in the
last twenty-four hours or so, the first thing I have to say I'm not
really clear about what has really happened." Andrea managed a weak
smile, shaking her head. "Still, I'd be lying if I said I didn't
enjoy every minute of it." Andrea could feel tears welling in her
eyes; Kendra placed a warm, comforting hand on hers.
"Take you time, Andy; we all know how important a decision this is.
It's not easy giving up one way of life for another."
Andrea nodded. "Dale and I, well, things haven't turned out the way I
had hoped. Last night, Adam and Ellie showed me what it was like to
be loved unselfishly." Tears spilled down Andrea's cheeks, falling
softly onto the simple tablecloth covering the cherry wood table. "I
want more of this kind of love."
Ellie spoke quietly. "Even if it means receiving it from Adam?"
"Yes. It was one of the things which makes my decision an easy one."
Andrea dabbed at her eyes, feeling her resolve return. She looked
once more at everyone seated at the table, drawing strength from them
and feeling the outpouring of love. "If Adam could make love to me
without batting an eye and not feeling bad about it, then how could I
do any less? After all, he's my baby brother and I can't let him
one-up me!" Adam rolled his eyes and placed a hand over his heart as
if wounded.
"My answer is yes, yes, a thousand times yes. I want to be here with
you and experience the love and joy you share every day. Of course,
I'll have to let Dale know I won't be coming home." She sighed. "You
know, I'm leaving my husband and I don't feel bad about it at all."
"As well you shouldn't," a deep baritone voice agreed. Heads turned
toward the new voice as Lorne Williams entered the room, followed
closely by Etienne and Kymber.
"Mother. Father. Grandmother." Devon nodded to each in turn. "It's
good to see you, but I thought you were on vacation."
"We were." said Eti, taking a seat next to Andrea. "Until your father
he had enough of lying around playing victim." Turning, Eti flashed a
smile at Andrea. "Andrea! It's really good to see you again! How
long has it been... since the wedding, right?"
Andrea blushed under the rapt attention being paid to her. "Yes,
ma'am. It's good to see all of you again," she greeted, accepting a
kiss from Kymber on the cheek.
"Ma'am? Please, child - you make me sound ancient! Call me Eti."
Andrea's blush deepened. Lorne circled around the elegant table until
he stood next to Devon.
"What's this about Andrea leaving her husband, Dev?" The look Lorne
gave his son said he wouldn't be put off by some half-assed answer.
Andrea's mouth opened to answer but snapped shut with a look from
Lorne.
"Andrea has decided to leave Dale and move in with us." Devon showed
no fear or intimidation. Lorne's eyebrows threatened to crawl up his
forehead and down the back.
"Ah, might I ask...?"
"She knows, Dad." Devon looked at Andrea giving her a big wink.
"I see," Lorne said, continuing to circle the table until he stood
behind Kendra and Adam, who at least had the good sense to look
nervous. "Andrea?"
Andrea swallowed. "Yes, sir?"
"Before I welcome you to the family, I want to be sure you understand
what you're getting into."
"I think I do, Dr. Williams."
"If I'm not being too pushy, might I ask why you're so sure?" Lorne
asked, even though he was pretty sure he knew the answer already.
Andrea looked lovingly at Ellie for a moment before letting her gaze
fall onto Adam. Lorne's only response was to raise a single eyebrow.
"Hmm. Well, I suppose the matter is settled."
"Pretty much, Dr. Williams," Andrea said. "Look, I've discovered what
your family is all about and even though I was shocked at first, I've
had time to think about it all and the whole thing makes sense. In
fact..." Andrea's voice trailed off, her eyes going out of focus as
she looked at Devon.
"Andrea?" Lorne asked.
"Hmm?"
"Are you okay?"
Andrea became aware of the entire family watching her with looks of
concern crossing their faces. "Damn! I'm sorry! My, uh, train of
thought got derailed for a moment."
Lorne had noticed Andrea's lapse of attention occurred when she looked
at Devon. Even though the oldest of the assembled group, he wasn't so
old he could tell Andrea had designs on his son. "Well, we stopped by
to have a talk with Ellie, Kenny and Adam about a few things, so if
you'll excuse us for a while..."
"Sure, Dr. Williams. I've got to go upstairs and get the bed made
anyway." Andrea turned to leave the room and remembered something.
"Devon? If you're not busy, would you give me a hand moving the chest
of drawers? I need to get something which fell behind it while I was
dressing."
Devon took a moment to glance at his father, who nodded. "Sure,
Andrea. I'll be along in a moment." Andrea smiled brightly and left
for her room. Devon's attention was held by the sight of firm bottom
before being drawn back to his father's presence.
"Son," Lorne began. "I hope you know what you're doing; it's an awful
big risk you're running by allowing Andrea access to the family in
this manner."
"Dad, if what Adam and Ellie told me is true - and I don't have any
reason not to believe either of them, Andrea will fit in just fine.
You'll see!"
"I hope you're right," Lorne conceded, clamping a fatherly hand on
Devon's shoulder. "Well, I'm off to talk to the rest of the horde;
stop by when you get done."
"Okay, Dad."
* * *
As Andrea fussed over folding the comforter, she felt as if a great
weight had been lifted from her soul. It had been one thing to think
about Adam's in-laws as being part of the overall family; however, it
was something else to be in their presence, looking into their
odd-colored eyes and fairly basking in their magnetism. "Especially
Etienne," Andrea whispered to herself. There was something about the
woman who reminded her of Kendra - only a thousand times calmer and a
million times more intense. Andrea interrupted her introspective
review upon hearing the light tapping on the bedroom door. "Come on
in, Devon," she called out, feeling her pulse begin to race.
Devon's head appeared around the open edge of the door. "Ready to
move the chest?" he asked, stepping into the room.
"Sure, just give me a second to square this away." Looking up at
Devon just for an instant send an unbelievable chill through her.
"This is one good looking man," she thought. "And," her libido
supplied, "he looks to be well equipped to handle things, if you know
what I mean." Andrea smiled despite herself.
"Okay, I'm ready!" Andrea crossed the room, wiping her hands on her
thighs. Finding a place for her hands, she looked up at Devon, who
had also gotten a grip on his side of the chest. Their eyes met and
Andrea felt her jaw slacken just a little at the contact.
"On three, okay? One... Two... Three!" Devon's muscles locked as he
brought his strength to bear against the oak chest. With Andrea's
help, the massive piece of furniture move all of two inches, enough
for Andrea to look behind it.
"Whoa! There it is!" Andrea could see her lost object glinting in
the sunlight.
"Okay," Devon said, slightly winded. "Let me know when you're ready
to put this thing back."
Andrea bent over and wiggled her hand into the small space, her
fingers fishing for some purchase on the object. With a grunt, she
managed to loop a finger around the edge; from there, it was a simple
matter to extract it. "There!" she said triumphantly, standing and
holding her prize up for Devon to see.
"I can see why you'd want to get that back," Devon said while nodding
to the contraceptive bracelet dangling from Andrea's fingers.
"Yeah, I took it off to shower this morning and it must have fallen of
the back." Andrea slipped the bracelet back over her wrist, feeling
the expected tingle when the bracelet's sensor reestablished contact
with the sensor just under her skin. "The bracelet does its job, but
it can be a pain in the ass sometime. Whoever invented this damned
thing must have been out of their mind."
Devon chuckled. "He can be a bit goofy when he feels like it, but I
hardly think my father is out of his mind."
Andrea turned to face Devon, her face reddening. "Oh, shit. You mean
Lorne is THE Dr. Williams, the one who invented this?"
"The one and only."
"I feel so stupid."
"You shouldn't blame yourself. Look at it this way; it's better than
taking pills or having your plumbing cut on."
"You've got that right," Andrea agreed, sighing heavily.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking about Dale."
For a moment, Devon felt irritated at the mention of Andrea's husband.
"What about him?"
Andrea flopped down across the bed, positioning herself so she could
see Devon. "I was just thinking about the argument we had over having
children."
Devon sat on the bed facing Andrea, grateful to sit. "I take it he
wasn't overly fond of the idea."
"Hmpf. That's putting it mildly. The boy lost his ever-loving mind.
Told me he didn't want to be burdened with the responsibility of
bringing a new life into the world." Andrea sighed. "At first, I
thought he'd change his mind, you know, after we'd been married a
while longer."
Devon felt a twinge of sympathy for the younger woman. "Was this the
reason why things went sour between you?"
"Partly. The other part was because he just wants to have things his
way all the time, like nothing I could say or do was good enough for
him."
"And now you think you've found what you're looking for with us."
More statement than question.
Andrea propped herself up on an elbow, staring intensely at Devon.
"Yes, I do. Why do you ask? Do you think I'm making a mistake?"
"No," Devon said. "I don't. I'm just wondering if our way of life is
the best thing for you. There are a lot of things to be taken into
consideration, some nice, some not-so-nice."
"My little session with Adam and Ellie crammed a lot into my head,
Devon," Andrea said confidently. "Yeah, there's the no holds barred
intimacy and the implications behind it. From where I'm sitting,
though, the good outweighs the bad here." Andrea sat up suddenly,
looking intently at Devon. "May I ask you something?"
Devon shrugged. "Sure - go ahead. One of the things you'll learn
around here is we have no secrets from each other."
"You've never had a girlfriend, have you?"
Devon's eyebrows rose in surprise. "You know, since you asked, no.
Well, not in the conventional sense anyway."
Andrea nodded, more to herself than in response to Devon's answer. "I
thought so."
"What does my not ever having a girlfriend have to do with anything?"
Devon was clearly puzzled.
"Everything. You've never had to go looking for love and affection,
never had to go through the disappointments most guys go through when
they grow up."
"Oh, I know all about the disappointment. I've seen what it did to
some of the guys I hung around with in school."
"But you've never gone through it yourself."
"Well, no. I suppose not. What's your point?"
Andrea smiled sweetly at Devon. "My point is you've never had to
experience the special feeling one gets when they meet the right
person."
Devon could now see what Andrea was getting at. "Ah, of course.
You're saying because I've always had my relationship with my family,
I've always had all my physical and emotional needs taken care of.
You know, I never really looked at it from that perspective."
Andrea moved closer to Devon, stretching out beside him. "My point
exactly. See, I know this is right for me. I need to love and be
loved while being free to explore myself without having to deal with
recriminations. It's just a simple fact of when it's right, you know
it."
Devon looked at Andrea in a different light, having most of his early
fears put to bed. From the descriptions provided by both Adam and
Ellie, Devon was afraid that Andrea's motives were purely sexual in
nature. Devon allowed himself a mental shrug, reminding himself there
was some truth to the sexual aspect. Oh, but wouldn't it be
interesting having someone other than Kymber to make love with. With
a practiced eye, Devon let his gaze flow over Andrea's lithe form,
noticing he way her clothing clung to every curve. And, he couldn't
help but notice, she had some pretty good sized nipples...
Andrea was very much aware of Devon's silent appraisal, hoping he
liked what he was seeing. Without making it obvious to Devon, Andrea
coyly rearranged her position on the bed, giving Devon a look at her
backside (and hoping it wasn't as fat as she thought). Even without
being able to see Devon, Andrea could feel his gaze upon her and,
shit, it felt good to be appreciated for being a woman.
"Andrea," Devon said, forcing himself to focus more on the
conversation than on Andrea's lovely body. "As my father does, I hope
you've made the right decision for yourself. Speaking for the family
- my part of it, that is - we welcome you and look forward to making
your stay with us as pleasant as possible."
Andrea was barely paying attention to Devon's warm words. Instead,
she was listening to a more insistent voice, one born of primal
passion and desire. Suddenly, Andrea was very much aware of the aura
of masculinity being projected by Devon. Her position on the bed not
allowing her to look at him didn't matter; she could feel him and, oh,
God, did she want him.
"Devon?" Andrea took a split second in deciding her fate.
"Yes?"
Place your feet right on the edge and just fall forward...
"Make love to me."
For probably the first time in his life, Devon hesitated before
answering. True enough, he wanted Andrea; hearing the details of her
evening with Ellie and Adam made her much more desirable. On the
other hand, Devon knew his desire was being fueled by sheer lust.
This wasn't about showing love for another in their special way; no,
this was about a good old fashioned bone-jumping. Still, inbred
responses kicked in. Licking his lips, Devon said, "You sure this is
what you want?"
Andrea's answer was to sit up, neatly pivoting on her bottom until she
faced Devon. Crossing her arms over and down, she removed her top in
one smooth motion to reveal a pair of small but perky breasts, each
topped by semi-hard nipples. Andrea cupped a breast in each hand,
massaging her nipples to full erection.
"I've never more sure of anything. I want you." Andrea's passionate
blush, once limited to her face, began to spread along her neck and
shoulders before creeping along the upper contours of her breasts.
Andrea leaned forward to crush her mouth against Devon's, submitting
to the passion. Tongues sought each other, tasting and discovering
while hands made themselves familiar. Andrea moaned as Devon's hands
explored the soft globes of her breasts before making their way down
to the waistband of her pants.
Reluctantly, the kiss was broken just long enough for Andrea to wiggle
out of her pants while Devon hurriedly removed his clothing, exposing
his muscular frame. Andrea lay back on the bed, her arms open and
inviting, not wanting to waste one precious moment.
As Devon eased himself into her embrace and his lips began to explore
the flesh just behind her left ear, Andrea realized there was more
than just lust and passion at work here. From the very first moment
she laid eyes on him, Andrea had felt drawn to Devon, a feeling which
had soothed and frightened her. As Devon's tongue traced an
interesting pattern along one nipple, causing Andrea to shiver with
delight, a part of her knew she had fallen in love with him.
Andrea cradled Devon's head to her chest as he sucked each nipple in
turn, raising her excitement and bringing the heat to searing levels.
She reached between their perspiring bodies and found him hot, hard,
and throbbing within her grasp. Her fingers toyed with the silken
flesh of his shaft causing Devon to gasp with pleasure. Andrea
couldn't wait to feel Devon inside of her - but first things first...
Wriggling out of Devon's embrace, Andrea moved between Devon's legs
before lowering her mouth onto his stiff member, effectively cutting
off any protests. The couple moaned in unison as Andrea slid two
thick inches of man meat into her mouth, savoring the musky scent and
the slightly spicy taste of the man under her. Slowly, Andrea's head
began a bobbing motion, each downward plunge gathering more of
Devon's shaft into the deep recesses of her throat. Devon's hands
cradled and stroked Andrea's face as he settled in to enjoy the oral
attention, his features alternating between smiles and grimaces as
Andrea eagerly sucked him.
* * *
"Be sure to tell Dev to give me a call later this evening," Lorne
said, kissing first Ellie then Kendra before joining Kymber and
Etienne at the front door. "He must be rearranging the whole room for
Andrea!"
Adam, standing behind wife and mother-in-law, hid a smirk behind his
hand. "Devon's rearranging something, alright. But I don't think
it's furniture." The departing Williams', along with Ellie and
Kendra, turned to look at Adam.
"Are you suggesting my son is doing unsavory things with your sister,
young man?" Kymber asked with mock seriousness.
"I'd say it's a safe bet, knowing my sister."
* * *
Andrea tossed her head back, a silent scream of pleasure poised to
escape her lips as Devon drove deeper into her, his hands spreading
tender buttocks to allow deeper penetration into her wetness.
"Oh, God, yes! Give me more, baby! Slide that hard cock in up to
your balls! Fuck me, Devon, oh, shit, fuck me til I can't see
straight!"
All Devon could do was grunt in reply. Perspiration dripped into his
eyes, stinging them, before splashing onto Andrea's upturned ass. For
Devon, it was pure bliss being able to see and feel Andrea's entire
body shake under his hard, insistent strokes as well as hearing her
impassioned pleas for more. Better still was the incredible feeling
offered by Andrea's overheated sheath as it continued to grip him
convulsively, bringing him closer to completion. A hard thrust,
quickly followed by an even harder thrust and Devon began the
delicious task of filling Andrea with his seed.
"Oh, God! Oh, yes! Do it!" Andrea's cries dwindled into incoherent
babble as her own orgasm caught up with her. With all the force she
could muster, Andrea clamped down on Devon's jerking cock, trapping
him deep inside until, finally, Devon grew soft enough to fall out of
her velvet embrace.
"Damn! You really know how to move furniture, don't you?" asked
Andrea.
Equally exhausted, Devon replied, "Something moved, but I'll be damned
if I know what. You okay?"
"Hmm, never better. You wanna know something?"
"What's that?"
"I'm hungry."
"Well," Devon chuckled. "Moving furniture is hard work." Devon
patted Andrea's firm - and slightly moist - bottom before starting to
rise and dress.
"Devon? You mind if I ask you a question?"
"Ask away."
"You know what happened between me and Kendra, don't you?"
"I heard about it, yes."
"Then you know I've never done anything like that before."
"It's what I heard. Why does it concern you?"
"I can't say if 'concerned' is the word I would use to describe how I
feel about it."
Devon paused in the middle of putting on a sock. "If you're not
concerned, then what's up here?"
"It bothers me how easily I gave in to Kenny, not to mention how much
I enjoyed it." Andrea shivered at the memory of Kendra's oral
pleasures while feeling her nipples harden.
"So? Kenny's a little hard to resist, if I must say so myself."
"It's just that I never thought I would enjoy having another woman
doing things to me. Then, to top things off, my mother walked in on
us."
Devon raised an eyebrow. "Did she really? I didn't know..."
Andrea managed a little smile. "Oh, she most certainly did. Things
got a little ugly for a moment, but I think my mom understood what was
going on, especially after Kenny had her say about it all."
Devon could easily imagine the scene. Kenny's imperturbable calm
matched up against a shocked and, probably, outraged parent. "I'll
bet it was something to see."
"It was, believe me. Funny thing, though. My mother didn't really
seem to be all that upset. Concerned, yes. But not the raving
lunatic I would have expected." Andrea shrugged.
Completely dressed, Devon held out his hand to Andrea. "Come on,
let's go raid the fridge."
* * *
Allison Harrison's eyes widened in surprise when, upon opening the
door, she found Kendra waiting patiently. "Hello, Kendra! What
brings you here?"
"Hi, Mrs. Harrison," Kendra answered while laughing.
"What's so funny?" the older woman asked.
"Well, we're both 'Mrs. Harrison...'"
Allison beamed. "You're right - we are! Come on in!" She stepped
back to allow Kendra inside.
"I came by to pick up Andrea's things. She's going to be spending
some time with us."
"I see. She's decided to leave Dale after all, then." Allison sat
down wearily. "Tell me, Kendra - do you think she's making the right
decision?"
"It doesn't matter what I think, Mrs. Harrison. What does matter is
what Andrea thinks." Kendra thought for a moment before continuing.
"Do I believe she's right? Well, I know if Adam were to treat me the
same way Dale does Andrea, I wouldn't stay with him."
"That's a fair answer, dear," Allison said. "Personally, she should
have left him a long time ago, but it wasn't for me to say."
The living room fell into a nervous silence. Kendra's gaze remained
fixed on the elder Mrs. Harrison, patiently waiting for the other
woman to do... whatever.
Without bothering to look up, Allison could feel Kendra's unusual eyes
on her. Just knowing the young woman was watching made Allison flush
with warmth. Allison knew she should show Kendra where Andrea's
things were being kept but, for some reason, she didn't want Kendra to
stop looking at her.
Not wanting to be rude or rush the other woman, Kendra's gaze flicked
to her watch, which wasn't missed by Allison. "I suppose we should
get Andy's things loaded up, huh?" Allison said, trying to keep a
twinge of disappointment from her voice.
"Whatever you say, Mrs. Harrison. I do have a doctor's appointment in
a couple of hours," Kendra answered, patting the growing bulge under
her maternity dress.
"One thing, Kendra. Please call me Allison or Mom, whichever you
prefer. There's no need for us to stand on formality - you're family
now."
"Thank you... Allison." Kendra's wide smile seemed to make the room
brighter. "I'm right behind you!"
Once in Andrea's former bedroom, the two women set to the task of
collecting those things Andrea might need. They worked quickly and in
relative silence, speaking only to ask a question about this dress or
which pair of shoes. Fifteen minutes later, Andrea's belongings were
neatly packed and ready to go. Kendra picked up one of the smaller
suitcases and turned for the door.
"Kendra, would you mind if I asked you a very personal question?"
"No, not at all. As you said, we're family now and I've nothing to
hide." Kendra put the suitcase down and went to join Allison, who had
taken a seat on the edge of the bed. "Ask your question, please."
"Are you a lesbian?" Allison's question was right to the point,
making Kendra smile with approval.
"You're asking this because of what you saw here the other day." A
statement, not answering a question with a question.
"Yes. I must admit what I saw disturbed me a little and, frankly, I
wanted to know."
"Not wanting to insult you but, as you can see, I am happily bisexual,
if you must put a label on me," Kendra said, rubbing her swollen
belly.
"And you're comfortable with this?" Allison asked, clearly
embarrassed at having overlooked the obvious.
"Allison, there's nothing for me to be uncomfortable about. I've been
this way since birth." Kendra sighed, unsure if she really answered
Allison's question. Finally, she said, "For me, it's all about loving
and being loved. I'm sorry, but it's the only way I can explain it."
Allison nodded, envying the younger woman's easy acceptance of who and
what she was. Absently, Allison said, "I don't think I've ever seen
any so... stimulating."
"Pardon?"
"You and Andy making love. I was shocked when I first saw the two of
you together but, after a few seconds, I realized I had never seen
anything so hot and exciting." Allison managed a wry smile before
adding, "For a moment, I found myself wishing it was me instead of
Andy." Having made this announcement, Allison suddenly felt as if a
great weight had been removed from her.
Kendra matched Allison's smile with one of her own. "It could have
been you - you needed only to ask," she said, causing Allison head to
snap up in surprise.
"Right. An old woman like me, wishing for something she could never
have. You're so sweet to say this."
"I'm not being patronizing, Allison. It could have easily been you
there being loved, if it was what you wanted."
Allison blinked in surprise at the sudden warmth spreading through her
body. "You can't be serious!"
"I'm always serious about these things, Allison - love is not to be
taken lightly."
"You are saying," Allison began - and hoping it was true - "if I asked
you to make love to me, you'd do it."
"Absolutely."
Allison chuckled. "I wouldn't know what to do. I've never had the
experience."
"You underestimate yourself. Besides, what's there to know? You just
let go of your feelings and bring them to the surface; love will take
care of the rest."
"You make it sound so easy," Allison said wistfully. "And so
tempting."
Kendra reached over to take Allison's hands, not surprised to find
them trembling. To Kendra's experienced eye, she knew the older Mrs.
Harrison was ready to take the plunge, right here, right now. "It
really is that easy and, as far as tempting, well, would you like to
find out?"
At Kendra's offer, Allison felt as if all the blood had drained from
her head to collect in the deepest reaches of her body. What had she
gotten herself into and why? The concerned mother in her had wanted
to know the answers to the questions asked but the woman in her had
been jealous of her daughter for having a chance to experience an
intimacy she had only read about. Allison could readily remember the
look on Andrea's face as Kendra eased orgasm after orgasm from her -
the sheer pleasure and ecstasy clearly taking her daughter to places
unexplored.
And she wanted to know what Andrea knew.
"I'd like that, Kendra," Allison said, all the while wondering who had
uttered the words.
"Then let's explore the possibilities, shall we?" Kendra asked before
moving close and planting a kiss on Allison's cheek. "You wanted
answers and the only way to get them is to experience it for
yourself."
Her voice a mere whisper, Allison said, "Yes..."
"Let's begin," Kendra whispered, her hands undoing the buttons on
Allison's sundress.
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