Laura
Irving paced nervously back and forth in the small second-floor room of the
chapel where she was to change into her wedding dress. Hannah, Lana and Ana all
followed her with their eyes as she reached one end of the room and quickly
turned around to walk back the other way.
“Ummm, Mom,” said Hannah, the oldest of the three 15 year
old triplets, “shouldn’t you be getting into your dress now? The wedding should
be starting soon.”
“It’s
just that I am so nervous. I mean I know that I am doing the right thing, Stan
is perfect, it’s as though we were made for each other, and I love his kids,
but how will all these changes affect you girls?”
“Mom,”
Lana said, “we’ve been through all this. Everything is going to work out fine.
You and Stan love each other, and even if we hate those three brats of his,
that doesn’t change how happy he makes you.”
“You
hate his bra—his kids?” Laura said surprised.
“Lana
is just kidding Mom,” Ana quickly said, adding “she’s still mad because they
got to sit in the front of the car the other day.”
“Yeah
Mom,” Lana said now also nervous, “you know we are all going to be one big
happy family.”
There
was a knock on the door and before she could even ask who it was Pietro, their
butler/nanny/cook etc. of the last seven years walked in.
“Laura,”
he said, noting she had only gotten as far as putting on a bra and panties,
“everyone has arrived you should be getting ready.”
“Oh
Pietro, I’m so glad you are here! Maybe you can help me kill some of these last
minute nerves, please.”
Understanding
what she was asking, Pietro walked up to her and bent her over a chair pulling
down her panties. He studied the soft blond hair between her pink pussy for a
few moments before dropping his own pants and quickly extracting his semi-hard
dick. The girls gathered around them and before he inserted his dick into its
final destination he allowed Lana to suck it to its full 8 inches of erection.
In the meantime Hannah prepared the way in their mother’s pussy by sucking on
it, licking all around Laura’s pussy lips and sticking her tongue deep inside
her hole getting Laura’s juices flowing. When all was ready, Lana released
Pietro’s dick and, as Hannah moved away from her mother’s hole, he sunk it in
her in one quick movement, not stopping until it was completely in her. Pietro
then began to fuck her violently and quickly, using rapid strokes in and out of
Laura’s pussy. Laura quickly began to calm down as she entered a blissful place
that seemed like heaven itself. She just loved Pietro’s 8 inches deep inside of
her, as much as she loved her daughters’ tongues, her dildo’s and anything else
that could be found to insert in her pussy.
After
several minutes Laura sensed that Pietro was close to cumming and said, “Don’t
cum in me, I don’t want to be leaking cum on my way to the altar.”
“I’ve
got it mom,” Lana said, extracting Pietro’s cock and sucking softly on it,
letting it reach the back of her throat then extracting it until only the crown
was left lying on her tongue. To hurry the procedure along she softly bit
Pietro’s cock and was rewarded by a flush of hot liquid flowing into her mouth
as Pietro’s cock expanded and exploded. Lana, like her mother and all her
sisters loved the taste of cum. She gulped and swallowed all of it as it
continued to pour into her mouth.
While
Lana worked on cleaning up Pietro, Ana and Hannah had taken over finishing
their mother’s blissful moment. As soon as Pietro’s dick had been extracted,
Hannah had fallen to her knees and glued her mouth to her mother’s pussy,
sticking two fingers in and pumping as she sucked and licked as hard as she
could wanting to fill her mouth with the sweet nectar that was her mother. Ana,
not wanting to be left out, bent over her mother and began to run her tongue
around the rim of Laura’s asshole, pushing from time to time, trying to insert
her tongue in Laura’s ass. As she finally succeeded, the sensations were just
too much for Laura and she exploded into Hannah’s mouth, her juices flowing
like a waterfall. Hannah happily drunk up the nectar and didn’t stop licking
and sucking until there was nothing more left.
As
the girls all stood up and helped their mother, now much calmer, stand, Laura
said, “thank you so much Pietro, I so needed that, and thank you three also, I
owe you each a good pussy sucking when this is over. Now help me get dressed, I
bet Stan has been ready for hours.
In
the small room on the first floor, where Stan and his boys were dressing, the
situation was quite similar to Laura’s.
“What
is wrong with you dad?” Don said. “You need to get into your tuxedo. Amy has
already helped all three of us finish dressing and you are still in your
underwear.”
“Just
a few butterflies, I think,” Stan said, “I know I’m doing the right thing,
Laura is everything I ever dreamed of, but I think some things may have to
change drastically when we add four more people to our family at once.”
“I
think those
“And
why can’t you,” John said, “I know I am.”
“Boys,”
their father said annoyed, but at the same time a little excited at the thought
of his triplet sons in bed with Laura’s triplet daughters every night, “you
can’t be thinking that way!”
“And
why not dad,” John asked, “you’re dick seems to like the idea.”
“Yeah,”
Ron added, “looks like he gives the idea of us fucking our new sisters a
standing ovation.”
Stan
looked down at where his sons were looking and said, “Oh great, how am I
supposed to walk down the aisle like this? Amy can you give me a hand, or better yet a mouth?”
Amy,
who had finished with the last of the boys tuxedos, walked over to their father
and without hesitating dropped to her knees and fished out Stan’s semi-erect
cock. She quickly opened her mouth and allowed Stan to insert his cock, which
quickly grew to its full 9 inches, into it. As the boys, gathered around they
all smiled, knowing how good Amy’s blow jobs were; in the nine years she had
worked with the Anderson family as their housekeeper she had sucked and fucked
every one of them every possible way invented.
As
the boys all watched Amy deep throat their father, they all began to grow large
lumps of their own in the fronts of their pants. By the time Stan’s cock
exploded in Amy’s mouth, all the boys had had to fish their cocks out because
the strain was too much. Their dicks were only seven inches in full erection,
but that was considered big for 15 year olds still growing and developing. As
Amy finished drinking all of Stan’s cum, the boys formed a line to wait their
turn.
“Boys,
we don’t have much time,” Stan said as he got to his feet and began dressing.
“That’s
okay sir, I can handle it.” Amy said dropping her skirt to reveal she had no
panties on. “Just pick a hole boys, we’ll do this all at once, but only cum in
my mouth. I can’t look like a drippy faucet at your dad’s wedding.”
As
Don stood in front of Amy, sticking his dick straight up her pussy and pumping,
Ron moved behind her and began doing the same to her ass. John in the meantime
got a chair and placing it at her side stood on it and as she turned her head
she was able to suck his cock straight into her mouth. As she allowed the other
two to continue pumping her bottom holes she worked furiously to get John off
first, and with her deep throating skills, this was quickly accomplished. In no
time at all, she was drinking all of the cum that John
was shooting into her mouth. She continued to suck and swallow until he was
completely clean, then sensing that Don was next to go she extracted his cock
and bending down sucked it into her mouth just as it blew. As she began to
drink all of Don’s offering she felt Ron about to blow and tried to get him to
slow down a little until she was finished with Don, however Ron couldn’t
control himself and he let himself go in her ass as she was still drinking what
was left of Don’s orgasm. Amy decided to just enjoy the feeling of warm hot cum
flowing into both her ass and her mouth at the same time, she truly loved cum.
When she was finished with Don, and had completely cleaned him off, she waited
until she was sure Ron was finished to dislodge him then turning angrily said,
“Ron, what did I say?”
“I’m
sorry Amy,” Ron said sheepishly, “it’s just that your ass was so hot and tight
that there was no way that I could stop, can you forgive me?”
“I’ll
forgive you as soon as you get on your knees and clean my ass completely young
man!”
Ron
smiled and said, “No problem there.” He quickly got on his knees and began to
tongue and lick Amy’s butt, sucking all the cum he had
just place there, not stopping until there was nothing else to drink.
After
a few minutes Amy walked forward seeking to escape the torturous pleasure that
Ron’s mouth was sending through her body. “That’s enough boy;
leave some for later will you.”
Everyone
laughed at this and turning they noticed that their father was now completely
dressed and ready to take the walk down the aisle.
As
the wedding march began, Stan waited at the altar before the Minister that
would perform the ceremony. He looked to his side at the best man. Harry looked
like a nice guy, but strangely enough, he really didn’t know the guy at all.
His best man was actually his soon to be brother-in-law, Laura’s only brother.
She had begged Stan to let Harry be best man at their wedding, and he had
agreed with one small condition, she had to let Susan (his only sister) be the
maid of honor. Laura instantly agreeing that it was a fair deal accepted.
As
Stan noticed people suddenly looking back, he turned to see the first couple of
the wedding procession, the four year old son of Clark (his neighbor, best
friend and first choice for best man) and a four year old girl he didn’t
personally know but understood to be a first cousin of Laura’s. The ring bearer
and the flower girl seemed to be a perfect couple themselves. The next three
couples would be his and Laura’s children, in his head Stan rolled over the
phrase, “the
Stan
suddenly took a deep breath as he realized that Laura was now standing next to him,
he took her hand and they turned to face the minister and their new lives
together.
Both the wedding
and the celebration had gone beautifully without any problem whatsoever. Now
only one part of the wedding tradition was left and this was the one that had
both Stan and Laura a little worried.
“Are you sure we
shouldn’t wait to have our honeymoon at a later time.” Laura said nervously.
“After the kids are more comfortable with the new house and with each other I
mean?”
“Actually, I’m not
sure,” Stan said smiling, “unfortunately all our tickets and reservations are
non-refundable.” He laughed letting her know he was joking and then said in a
more serious tone. “Actually honey, I think it might be better for the kids to
get to know each other without us there, pressuring them to get along. Pietro
and Amy will be with them, and it is only going to be for two weeks.”
Looking around the
master bedroom of their new house Laura said, “This house sure is beautiful.”
“The beautiful
thing about it is that it has a full bathroom on every floor.” Stan said. “I
hope the girls enjoy their room. I know the boys are crazy about theirs, they
especially love the computer system and the plasma TV’s.”
“Oh, the girls love
them too; they especially love how the whole house uses the same super fast
network and how all their laptops and handhelds can connect to it.”
“It is a Wireless
network and pretty much everything is connected to it. We should be getting
ready to leave; the cab will be here soon.”
“There’s still
half-an-hour,” Laura said slyly, “there’s time.”
“Time for what,”
Stan asked, sure that he already knew the answer.
“Well,” Laura said,
removing her clothes and lying naked on the bed. “Do you really want our first
time as husband and wife to be away from our own beautiful bed?”
“Actually,” Stan
said dropping his own pants to reveal his fully erect cock, “I do need some
relief before we travel.”
As he finished
stripping Stan dropped to his knees before Laura’s wide open pussy and began
feasting at her hole, he had fallen in love with her taste from the first
second he had sampled it. He could stay glued to her crotch for the full two
weeks of their honeymoon. As he continued to lick he got on the bed with her
and without removing his tongue from her pussy he turned her over so that she
was lying on top of him with his dick in her face, she quickly opened her mouth
and let his full nine inches into her throat in one swallow.
In their room, the
boys were watching the first official joining of Mr. and Mrs. Anderson: “Wow,”
Ron gasped, “did you see how she just took all of dad in at once? Not even Amy
can do it that quickly.”
“Our new mom sure
has a beautiful pussy. Do you think she would let us suck and fuck her?” Don
asked.
“Don’t be silly,”
John said. “You shouldn’t be thinking things like that; At least not until she
gets back from her two weeks alone with Dad.”
“The camera system
we added throughout the house sure seems to be working great” Said Ron. “Why
don’t you check the girl’s room and see what they’re doing?”
John punched a key
on his keyboard and the scene on the 45 inch plasma TV (which had been
connected to their computer) changed. They were now looking at the girls, but
there was nothing going on except for unpacking as the girls settled into their
new room. John punched another key and they were looking into Amy’s room, it
was however empty as both she and Pietro were attending to all last minute
preparations for their parents’ departure.
“Just go back to
Mom and Dad,” Ron said, Then added, “I like saying that, Mom it seems nice.”
“Yeah, but not as
nice a looking at that pussy of hers–oh—looks like Dad is ready to fuck her
now.” As John said this, they watched Stan jump off the bed and walk around to
where Laura’s pussy was on the edge of the bed; he pulled her feet over her
shoulders and began to ram his cock deep into her pink, juicy pussy. He decided
to use a slow rhythm at first, teasing her a little and almost driving her
crazy with despair and desire to be violently assaulted.
“Faster! Harder!
Fuck me to death, Stan! Let me feel it now!”
Taking her cue Stan
began to truly ram his cock in and out of her, like a pile driver, she gave a
scream of contentment as he continued this violent fucking until she felt his cock
grow even larger and explode deep in her pussy. She felt so blissful that she
almost fainted as she felt the warm rush of cum in her pussy. When Stan
finished cumming he climbed the bed and stuck his cock in Laura’s mouth to be
cleaned. She joyfully licked and sucked what was left of Stan’s cum and leaving
his cock completely clean said, “Now I need a little cleaning up.”
Stan quickly
dropped back on his knees in front of her mushy pussy and began to drink all
the liquids found there. As Laura felt his tongue once more in her, and as he
gently bit her swollen clit, she gave another little scream and had a final
powerful orgasm that shook her entire body. Stan continued to drink up all of
her sweet nectars and lick her completely clean until there was nothing left to
clean.”
“Wow,” Ron said,
“Did you see how much she just came. God I can’t wait to taste her.”
“What did I just
say about that kind of thinking, Ron?”
“Yeah,” Don said
smiling, “like you’re not thinking the same thing.”
Before John could say
anything they heard a sound in the bathroom that connected their room and the
girls. Quickly pressing a key they saw that one of the girls, they really
didn’t know which as they had not yet learned how to tell the exact triplets
apart, was in the bathroom and was lowering her panties apparently preparing to
pee. As she sat on the bowl and they saw her golden showers running, the boys
watched as she cleaned herself off, taking care to zoom in on her pussy.
“That looks damn
tasty.” Don said.
“It looks just like
Mom’s.” Ron said.
“Hey, what is she
doing?” Don suddenly asked.
They watched as,
having finished cleaning herself, their new sister remained sitting on the bowl
with her hand in her pussy. Zooming in well, they were able to see that she had
two fingers pumping in and out of her pussy and she was drawing slow circles
around her clit with her thumb. She had a glazed look on her eyes as she
continued this behavior until she suddenly arched her back and gasping, smiled
and gave a content look. The boys saw as her cum gushed out of her pussy and
she just sat there letting the rest flow freely.
“Wow, what a
gusher,” John said respectfully. “Guys I think we will definitely be able to
have a little fun with our new sisters.
“Well with one at
least.” Ron said.
The boys suddenly
heard a knock on the door and quickly turning off the plasma TV and computer
monitor said, “Come in.”
Amy stuck her head
through the door and said, “Your parents are getting ready to leave and they want
to see everyone downstairs before they go.”
“We’ll be right
down Amy.” John said getting up.
As they walked
outside they noticed Pietro at the door of the girls’ room, obviously
delivering the same message. Soon everyone was gathered in the family room on
the first floor; Stan and Laura giving their final instructions and good-byes.
The boys were looking with great interest at the girls, trying to see if they
could figure out which one had just been in the bathroom. Unfortunately they
were all dressed exactly alike and they all looked just the same, and none of
them looked like anything out of the ordinary had just happened.
As Stan looked at
one of the girls and said, “Ana can you pass me those keys on the table next to
you.” The boys gave a look of shock.
Laura noticed their
surprise and asked, “Is something wrong boys?”
John quickly calmed
and said, “It’s nothing mom, it’s just, how can you tell them apart,” then
thinking better said, “I mean, I know how you could, but Dad?”
The girls giggled
at this and they saw their dad smile.
“It’s not a joke,”
Ron added a little annoyed, “I mean look at them, they are exactly the same.”
“Some would say the
same about you three,” Ana said smiling.
“Stan,” Laura said,
“I think the kids are right, I think the last thing we do before we go and
leave them to get to know each other should be to let them know how to tell
each other apart.”
“That would really
help a lot,” Don said.
Looking at the
boys, their father said, “Well boys, your new sisters can be a little hard to
tell apart, as they will never wear anything different, but if you look closely
at their tops you’ll see the secret to always knowing which is which.
They stared at
their new sisters, taking maybe more time than they needed to study their
breasts, everything looked exactly the same. Ron was the first to say, “Ohhh--,” and after giving a smile he said, “That’s Ana,
that’s Lana and that’s Hannah.” As he pointed each one out they gave a little
bow.
“How can you tell
Ron?” Don asked.
John suddenly gave
a laugh and said, “oh yeah? I can’t believe I never saw it!” He pointed to the
side of the girls tops and said, “See Don, they are not as exactly the same as
we thought, notice the letters on the side of the tops?”
Don
took a closer look and noticed for the first time that though the tops looked
exactly the same, each actually had a different letter, an “A” for Ana, an “L”
for Lana and an “H” for Hannah. “Oh, well that’s easy,” Don said, “if you know to look for it.”
“Every single top
that your sisters own is engraved with a letter.” Laura said, “So you will
always know which one you are talking to.”
“The first thing we
do when we buy new clothes is sew a letter on it,” Ana said. She then pulled
out a chain she was wearing from under her top, adding “And if you ever run
into us nude, we’ll always have these.” The boys quickly saw that it also had a
letter “A”.
“Now what about you
three,” Hannah said, “how do we tell you apart?”
“The difference in the
boys is actually easier to spot,” Stan said, “but a little harder to decipher.
I color coded them.” He said with a laugh.
The girls looked at
the boys and saw everything exactly the same except for their belts and the
stones in the necklaces around their necks. These, though also the same were of
different colors.
“So who is blue,
who is green and who is red,” Ana asked.
“Well Ron is red of
course,” Stan said. “John is blue and Don is green, to remember the last two
just remember that since Don is the youngest he is always green with envy.”
The girls giggled
at the look Don gave his father, but then they all had a good laugh as Stan and
Laura hugged all the kids and stepped out as they heard their taxi honking.
Looking back from
the door of the taxi at the kids that had followed them out for a final wave,
Stan said, “Bye all; now be good, you have two weeks to really get to know each
other.”
“Don’t worry Dad,”
John said, “I’ve a feeling we’re going to get along just fine.”
“Yeah Dad,” Hannah
said, trying out the word “Dad” for the first time, “you and mom just go and
enjoy yourselves.”
Giving them the
final wave he climbed into the taxi and the kids watched as it rode away,
leaving them for what promised to be an exciting two weeks for all.
As they went back
in the house John asked the girls if they wanted to start getting acquainted.
“Not right now,”
Hannah said looking at her sisters, “it’s been a long day, how about turning in
early for once?”
As the other girls
nodded their consent they all headed for the stairs to the second floor. The
girls quickly entered their room as the boys continued to theirs.
Once in their room
Ana nearly ripped her clothes off saying, “I swear I’m going to put up a sign
saying ‘NO CLOTHES ALLOWED’ it feels so weird!”
“I know what you
mean,” Hannah said, also dropping her clothes and stretching in the nude.
As Lana followed
suit, laying down nude on the king size bed she asked, “I like it that they
only put in one bed for all of us instead small separate beds.”
“This bed is great
for our favorite hobby,” Ana said. “Do you think it was Mom’s idea?”
“I don’t think so,”
Hannah answered, “this whole house was a surprise wedding present from Dad.”
Giving a small smile she said, “Dad… I like that.”
“Yeah, it is so
cool to be able to finally say it.” Then Lana added. “And I think I’m going to
like being able to say ‘my brothers’ also.” As she said this she started
pumping her fingers in her wide open pussy.
“I know what you’re
thinking about as you say that,” Ana said slyly.
“Do you think they
are big? I mean I know they are probably not Pietro sized but—well you know
what I mean!”
“Yes Lana,” Hannah
said dropping on her knees in front of Lana’s open pussy, “we know.” She then
inserted her tongue as Lana removed her fingers to make space in her wet hole.
Ana quickly lay on the floor under Hannah so that her face was right under
Hannah’s sweet and juicy pussy. As Ana began to eat her sister she began
pumping her own pussy, inserting as many as four fingers at a time and pinching
and rubbing her clit.
“So they’re turning
in early—ehhh.” John commented as he watched the girls on the big screen.
“I’d like to do
some turning in that!” exclaimed Ron as he watched Ana’s hand working furiously
in her pussy. “Look at them go, why aren’t we in there with them?”
“Ron, we can’t just
walk in on them and say, ‘would you like to have sex with us’, we need to get
to know them better, and give them a chance to know us.”
“I think that’s
just wasting valuable fucking time.” Ron said to John.
“For once I’m on
Ron’s side.” Don said. “John, what better way for us to get to know each other
than having sex together?”
“Look at them
John,” Ron implored, “do you really think they would turn us down.
“What I’m seeing is
that they love to get each other off. They obviously love pussy, but we can’t
just assume that they love all sex. Even if we ask them nicely if they want to
get in bed with us, and they find it insulting, it could not only ruin any
future chance we have with them, it could put a strain on Dad’s marriage, and
do you really want to do that after just one day?”
“Why do you have to
be so smart?” Ron complained
“Because I’m the
oldest,” John answered.
“Yeah,” Ron
giggled, “by 5 minutes. Hey—“he added, what are they doing now?”
Unaware of the show
they were putting on for the boys, both Hannah and Ana got up from the floor
and went over to a drawer. They had their backs to the camera so the boys
couldn’t make out what they were doing, but when they turned around they were
both wearing extra thick, 12 inch strap-on dildos.
“Oh my God,” Don
said when he realized what he was seeing, “look at the size of those things.”
“There’s no way
that they are thinking of—“ Ron left his sentence unfinished as he saw Hannah
lay on her back in the bed, the fake penis pointing straight up. Lana, who had
remained on her back, turned and straddled her sister, guiding the head of the
dildo to her hole with a hand between her legs.
“There is no way
that can fit.” Don said as he watched Lana slowly lowering herself on the
dildo, inch by inch disappearing into her pink pussy.
After a few minutes
Lana was lying directly on top of Hannah, their breasts touching and their
tongues dancing in each others mouths.
“I don’t believe
it.” Ron said with awed respect, but then added in a shocked voice, “No way!”
As they looked on
the boys saw as Ana came up behind Lana and, after tonguing Lana’s ass hole for
several minutes, placed the head of her dildo at Lana’s rosebud. She applied
some force but Lana’s asshole was resisting. Hannah pumped Lana’s pussy a few
times and Lana’s ass relaxed enough for Ana to get the head of her dildo in
Lana’s little hole. Once she accomplished this she slowly inched forward,
letting more and more of the dildo in Lana’s ass; finally resting only when her
pubic hairs rubbed against Lana’s ass cheeks.
The boys watched
the look of absolute bliss on Lana’s face as she found herself totally stuffed
from both ends. Then they watched as both Ana and Hannah began to pump in
unison and Lana seemed to find herself in a disembodied heaven as the
sensations flowed through both her pussy and her ass. This scene proved too
much for Ron and Don and they quickly stripped, their full sized cocks extended
before them. They fell on the bed in a sixty-nine and as John continued to
watch his new sisters in action, he soon got up and went over to where Ron’s
ass was pointing at him from the end of the bed as he lay on top of Don, their
dicks pumping in each others mouths. In minutes John had stripped also and was
pumping his dick in Ron’s asshole.
Soon the images of
their sisters were forgotten as they lost themselves in their own lustful
feelings and joyous sensations.
In the meantime, in
the girls’ room Lana continued to be pumped from both ends, the moans coming
from all the girls and the sloshing of the dildos in the two holes was all to
be heard. The ripe smell of their excitement was intoxicating as Lana
approached a body shaking orgasm that made her scream she arched her back and
was completely overcome laying almost lifeless between her two sisters.
After pumping a few
more times Ana said, “I think we better stop a while, Hannah.”
“Yeah, Sis,” Hannah
agreed with a smile, “I think we may have actually killed our sister with joy.”
“Yeah, but I’m the
next to die.” As Ana said this she slowly extracted the dildos from Lana’s ass,
bending down to suck the liquids flowing from her sister’s rear. After a few
minutes, Ana stood up again and helped Lana to slowly stand and extract the
dildo still in her pussy; once it was completely out, Lana weakly lay down on
her back, her vagina flowing fluids like the
As Lana watched Ana
begin to ride the giant dildo, she decided that she needed a break in the
restroom. She walked over to it still lost in ecstasy from the super-fucking
her sisters had just given her. As she peed in the bowl, she actually had
another body shaking orgasm, triggered by the mere sensation of the golden
fluids flowing through her pee hole. She wanted to re-enter her room quietly
without disturbing her sisters, she planned to sneak up on Ana and stick her
tongue right up her ass, however, she was so dazed by this last orgasm that
when she silently opened the door, her mouth dropped open in a silent scream as
she realized she had headed in the wrong direction. She found herself staring
at her new brothers, in almost the same situation she had just found herself
with her sisters. Two of them were laying in a sixty-nine in erotic heaven
pumping the cum from each others dicks (and what nice
large dicks they were) while the third was pumping his seed into the ass of one
of the others, his back to her.
“Yeah,” she heard
this one say, “I’m cumming fast Ron, though I would rather be cumming in them
right now!”
Lana noticed that
the one who had spoken turned his head to the side and looked at something on
the wall as he said this. Following his gaze Lana gave another gasp, this one
almost audible, if not for the moaning of her brothers as they came. She slowly
and quietly backed out of the room and tried to think of the best thing to do.
After a few minutes
Lana simply walked back into her own room and walking over to her sisters stuck
her tongue in Ana’s ass and licked and sucked like she was possessed. She
bought her hand between her sisters’ cunts and finding each of their clits
pulled and pinched, driving them both crazy until they could not take it
anymore and they were both cumming buckets. As they started to come down from
their sensual high, Lana stuck her tongue deep in Ana’s pussy drinking her
flowing fluids as she dismounted her sister. As Ana was completely cleaned and
Hannah removed her dildo, Lana dove into Hannah’s cunt drinking up all her
fluids as well. Without another word Lana walked over to the wall and turned
off the light, returning to slip into bed with her sisters.
Only when she sure
that it was too dark to be seen did she open her mouth and say, “we’re being
watched.”
“What?” Hannah
nearly shouted.
“Watched,” Ana
repeated. “What do you mean watched?”
Lana slowly began
to explain everything she had just seen in the boys’ room, getting wet again
between her knees as she gave a very descriptive account of their actions and
their cocks.
“So when you looked
toward the plasma TV you saw us?” Hannah said unbelievingly.
“Do you think they
can hear us,” Ana asked.
“No,” Hannah said,
“it’s obviously just a computer camera, probably sends its signals through the
same wireless network that controls most of the house.”
“So he said he
wanted to be cumming in us,” Ana asked. “So why are we in here and not in
there?”
“No!” Lana said
angrily.
“Actually if they
are as horny as we are, it could be very satisfying.” Hannah said.
“Yeah Lana,” Ana
said, “I mean does it really bother you that we are being watched. Actually it
makes me feel even extra hornier knowing they can see us.”
“Being watched
doesn’t bother me,” Lana said, “being spied on does!”
“There’s a
difference?” Hannah asked.
“Hell yeah,” Lana said
angrily, “they’re free to watch us all they want if they ask first and also
provide us with a way to watch them, but being watched against our knowledge is
wrong. They want to cum in us, fine, they’ll get their chance, and many more
I’m sure, but first, they need a little lesson taught them.”
“What are you
thinking of doing,” Ana asked.
“I’m not sure yet,
but while they are out tomorrow morning we’ll be studying this little
surveillance system of theirs. Let’s sleep on it.”
The boys watched as
their new sisters turned off the lights and fell asleep.
“Man that was some
show.” Ron said. “Do you think it will be like that every night?”
“I don’t know,”
John said, “but our new sisters are definitely a trio of wild girls.”
Stan
and Laura had agreed that for their honeymoon they wanted nothing better than
to be isolated from the real world and fuck like crazy until time arrived for
them to return. One week after the honeymoon was over, new responsibilities
would come for all of them. Stan was starting a new job as head accountant of a
multi-billion dollar corporation, Laura would begin her life as a housewife and
mother of six, and the kids would all be starting as freshmen in the local
private high school.
On
returning, Stan and Laura planned to dedicate the entire remaining week of
freedom to the new
That
had been the plan, anyway, but unfortunately, they couldn’t really find
anywhere to go that fit these requirements of isolation. In the end, they
decided to rent a luxury yacht and sail to the middle of the
That
couple was Henry and Josephine Carter, owners of the yacht. They would act as
the total crew while trying to be as invisible as possible.
As
their taxi arrived at the docks, Henry and Josephine were waiting to greet the
Stan
turned to Henry and holding out his hand said, “Permission to come aboard, Sir.”
Henry
smiled, instantly liking the young couple (though not much younger than he and
his wife) and replied, “Permission granted. You can go right aboard. I’ll
handle your bags. You’ll be staying in cabin 1.”
Stan
gave him a quick nod and picking Laura up, carried her aboard, following
Josephine to his cabin.
Once
inside the cabin Stan laid Laura on the huge bed he found there and started to
take off her clothes.
“You
know,” Laura said smiling, “I can undress myself.”
“Not
tonight, tonight you can’t do anything except enjoy yourself.” As he said this,
he began to strip himself, having finished with Laura. Stan jumped on the bed
and straddling Laura’s chest presented his thick dick to her mouth.
“Oh,
goody,” Laura said, joyously, “A cocktail, already.” And with that said, she
sucked Stan’s cock entirely down her throat.
Stan
pulled out a little and then back in, working up a rhythm as he fucked her
face. Laura used her tongue, teeth, throat and every other
part of her mouth as she pleasured Stan. With her expert ministrations,
Stan was moaning and groaning in no time, and quickly his cock grew in Laura’s
mouth as it exploded, presenting Laura with mouthful after mouthful of his
precious love offering.
As
she gulped and swallowed all of his cum, cleaning Stan’s cock completely, Laura
gave Stan a glassy-eyed look that simply screamed, “Your turn to drink!”
Stan began to move down Laura’s body, stopping to suck
the nipples of first one, then the other, of Laura’s perfect boobs. When Stan continued
his journey down Laura’s body, he made no more stops until his tongue was deep
in her very wet love box. As he licked and sucked at her pussy, he stuck first
one, then two and finally three fingers in her hole and he began to pump them
in and out. At the same time, he locked his lips around her swollen clit as he
tickled it with his tongue. Laura was writhing and moaning loudly, then, she
screamed as she felt Stan, lightly, bite her clit. Her
eyes glazed and her back arched and Stan glued his mouth to Laura’s pussy as
her sweet nectars began to flow.
Stan
continued slurping and drinking at her hole until the well ran dry; he then
looked up at her, his face coated with her juices and said, “God I love the
taste of your pussy juice!”
“And
I love your cum,” Laura said bending toward his mouth so she could kiss him,
making sure to get a good taste of herself. After all, Laura’s own pussy would
be the only one to taste for two weeks. As she thought that, she said, “I hope
the kids are getting along as well as we are.”
“Knowing
my boys, they’re probably doing much more.” Then, catching himself, Stan added,
“More than just trying to get along I mean; I mean they’re probably trying to
be true brothers.” He finished with a nervous smile and tried to hide it by
locking lips with Laura again and pushing his tongue into her mouth; getting
his tongue to dance merrily with hers.
Laura
was glad for the interruption in conversation, as she had almost said, “knowing
my girls, probably more than you can imagine.”
Laura
closed her eyes as the one black thought that dampened her mind returned in full
force. “How do I tell my new husband that my 15 year old girls are not only
sexually active, but that I very much enjoy joining them, and that in no way do
I want to change the special connection we have.”
Laura
looked a little blue as once more she told herself, “He’ll just never
understand.”
Stan
felt a wall of coldness go up between him and Laura. It was the same wall that
always went up when the subject of the kids was mentioned. Good hot sex could
usually break the wall down for a while, but they couldn’t have non-stop sex
for the rest of their lives; it would be nice to try, but he knew in the real
world it just couldn’t be. As usual, he attributed the wall solely to his
secret about the boys’ sex drive, as well as his involvement with Amy, who he
loved, not as a servant, but as a younger sister (he’d certainly done as much
with her as with his true sister). But, how was he to make his new bride
understand these kinds of things? “She’ll probably pack up her girls and get
out of our lives forever if she finds out,” he thought finally, hiding a frown.
“Is
it me, or do they not look as blissful as they did a moment ago?” Josephine
asked.
Henry
took a moment to study the screen before them, from behind his wife, where he
was stuffing his cock in her fiery red-headed pussy. “Ummm,”
he said, “they do seem to have cooled off a bit. That doesn’t mean we have to,
though.”
“I
like his cock, I hope I can get him to fuck me,” Josephine said dreamily.
“Honey,
you can get anyone and anything with a cock to fuck you.”
“True,
but tell me you wouldn’t like to be stuffing your cock in that tight little
love hole of hers right now, rather than in me.”
Henry
studied the screen for another minute, using a remote control to zoom in on
Laura’s blond pussy. “I have to admit it does look tasty,” he said.
“Well,
let’s see what happens in a few days,” Josephine said as she dislodged Henry’s
cock from her pussy; she turned around and bending down sucked it into her
mouth. Josephine then sucked on Henry until he had cum, and cleaning him up
said, “You should take advantage of their break to announce our departure plans
and request their presence for a talk about life on board. The galley is a good
place to have it; we can have a snack at the same time.”
“Yeah,”
Henry said, “that’s a good idea.” Not taking his eyes off of Laura’s pussy on
the screen he added, “I’ll do that right now.”
Stan
was about to drill his cock into Laura’s pussy when an announcement came over
the intercom system; “We’ll be preparing to set sail in around 25 to 30
minutes,” it said, “please join us in the galley for an important, yet quick,
briefing.”
Both
Stan and Laura actually welcomed the chance at a break from the awkward silence
that had suddenly taken over the cabin.
“Good,”
they actually both thought at the same time, “now maybe we can come back later
and continue with no thoughts of the kids.”
They
got off the bed and opening the cabin door, found Josephine waiting for them
outside. “I’ll lead you to the galley,” she said, “We can talk there and have a
quick snack at the same time. After my husband gives you a very boring lecture
on maritime law in international waters, as well as some safety tips and
emergency evacuation information, I’ll take a minute to show you where everything
is on board.”
“A
tour,” Laura questioned smiling, wondering how hard it could be to find
anything on a boat.
“Something
like that,” Josephine answered, also smiling as she
remembered Laura’s beautiful cunt, fully open and gushing juice. “You’d be surprised
how hard it is to find the bathroom when every single cabin door looks exactly
alike.”
“Actually,”
Stan said, “both my wife and I are very experienced at telling apart things
that look exactly alike.” Stan said this jokingly, thinking of the kids, but
then suddenly became silent again, and, looking serious thought, “I’ve got to
try and get the kids out of my mind! I wonder what they’re doing right now.”
The next morning,
the boys mentioned to the girls at breakfast that they were planning to spend
the day at the beach and that they were welcome to join them if they wished.
By the lustful look
in the boys’ eyes, the girls knew that they had enjoyed the early morning show they
had put on for them. A show that started with mutual masturbation, then pussy
sucking and finished with Hannah’s pussy being stuffed by Ana’s dildo as she
bent over the bed, directly in front of the camera. Lana had then stuffed her
dildo up Ana’s ass as Ana fucked Hannah. All the girls had cum at least two
times before going in to shower together and get cleaned up. The knowledge that
they were being watched truly fueling their super-horny attitude.
“Thanks for
asking,” Lana said, actually sincerely grateful, “but we were sort of planning
on getting to know the house a little better, today. You three have been here
for two weeks now, but we only arrived last night.”
“Not to mention,”
Ana added, “that we’re no where near finished unpacking.”
John looked a
little disappointed but said cheerfully, “Yeah, I guess that’s true, we do have
a bit of a head start on you. As soon as you’re completely settled in, though,
we expect you to spend at least one full day with us on the beach.”
“Don’t worry,” Ana
said, “soon we’ll be in your lives so much you’ll be sorry our parents ever got
together.”
“No way”, Don said,
a little too quickly, then added with a straight face, “I mean, I’m sure we’ll
never be sorry about that, Dad’s so happy with Mom… you’re Mom I mean.”
“She’s your mom now
too; you can call her ‘Mom’, it doesn’t bother us. We’re not going to ask
permission to call Dad, ‘Dad’.”
“You don’t have to
Lana,” John said, realizing that he truly liked his new sisters, and not simply
because they were such hot, sex-crazed whores.
When the boys left,
the girls found themselves in the kitchen alone, for the first time, with Amy.
None of the girls had really had any opportunity to really study Amy, so they
took some time now to really look her over.
Amy was incredibly
thin, but thin really worked for her, because, as the girls noticed, Amy was a
knock-out. She had started working for Stan at the age of 15, when she first
ran away from the abusive foster parents she was living with. Amy had been left
an orphan very young, and had been in the system for years.
The girls kept
staring at Amy as she worked to clean up the dishes; they noted that her long
red hair really seemed to flow. Amy had noticed the girls’ stares and, smiling
on the inside, thought, “Why don’t I give them something worth looking at?”
With that thought,
Amy began to wipe the dish she was currently cleaning dry, and as she moved to
place it on the sinks counter, elbowed a plastic bowl already on there. The
bowl, which was full of some leftover food for the garbage disposal, banged to
the ground, spilling all the contents on the floor.
The sound startled
the girls, who were currently staring at Amy’s nicely shaped boobs, back into
reality.
“Oh,” Hannah said,
“let me help you with that.”
“Don’t worry little
mistress, it was going to the garbage anyway.”
Grabbing a
mini-broom and garbage scoop, Amy bent down right in front of the girls saying,
“It’ll only take a minute.”
“Oh—,” Lana
exclaimed loudly pointing out Amy’s rear. Then catching herself quickly said,
“I mean, oh, that’s good.”
Hannah and Ana hadn’t needed Lana to point out
what had startled her, because as soon as Amy had bent down, they had seen it
too. Strangely enough, they had not noticed before how short Amy’s skirt was,
but now they couldn’t miss it. As she bent down, Amy’s skirt lifted well above
her ass cheeks, and since she wasn’t wearing any panties, the girls were
treated to a front row view of one of the most adoring pussies they’d ever seen.
Ana, especially,
seemed mesmerized by Amy’s cunt, she couldn’t immediately put her finger on it,
but she thought at first that something looked strange, then realizing what it
was she gasped out loud, “No hair!”
Lana and Hannah
both stepped on her feet as, from her bent down position Amy asked, “Sorry, did
you say something?” Amy was actually laughing on the inside as she spread her
legs (apparently to get closer to the floor) and her pussy totally opened up
letting the girls see straight into the pink interior of her cunt, which was
obviously leaking juice.
Trying to fix her
mistake Ana said quickly, “I said ‘no hair’-ry, no
hurry at all. You can take all the time you need to clean it up.”
And take her time
she did, Amy slowly swept the garbage onto the scoop, and when she finally had
it all, seemed to rise in slow motion. She turned to see the girls looking at
her in awe.
“Is everything all
right?” she asked.
“Alright,” Lana
questioned puzzled, then said, “oh yes, it is definitely alright!”
“Yeah,” Ana added,
“it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen—the clean floor I mean.”
“Why don’t we go
upstairs,” Ana suggested, “We still need to finish that unpacking.”
“Yeah,” Hannah
agreed, “let’s get upstairs now!”
“Definitely,” Lana
chimed in as she turned toward the stairs and lead the way.
Once upstairs, the
sisters once more stripped and instantly formed a daisy chain of tongues in
cunts. The sight of Amy had so excited them that it wasn’t long before all
three were cumming like crazy.
When they came up
for air from each others pussies, Ana said, “God, I needed that!”
“Did you guys see
how smooth and soft her pussy looked without any hair?” Lana asked. “I’d like
to look like that.”
“She must shave
regularly.” Hannah said, and then added, “I haven’t sucked a hairless pussy in
four years.”
“Do you think we’ll
get a chance to sample Amy?” Ana asked hopefully.
“We definitely have
to try,” Lana said, “but first things first, and the first thing we have to do
is find that camera and start planning our revenge.”
Both Hanna and Ana
looked worriedly at Lana and Ana asked, “We’re not going to do anything to hurt
them or make them real mad are we?”
“Yeah, Lana” Hannah
said holding her head down as if scared to look Lana in the eye, “I really like
them, I don’t want them forever upset with us.”
“I promise we won’t
do anything to damage our relationship with them before it’s even begun. We’re
just going to give them a taste of their own medicine and show them that we’re
not brainless. I guarantee that when it is all over we will all be a lot
closer.”
“I hope you’re
right,” Ana said. “So where do we start?”
“Well,” Lana said,
“First we find that camera, and since this will require a lot of computer know
how, Hannah will be in charge.”
“There,” Hannah
said after just a minute of studying the wall and ceiling in front of their
bed. “The air vent on the ceiling. I can just make out something sticking out
of it.”
After fishing out
the camera, Hannah, the true electronic and computer genius of the trio made
notes such as the make, the type, and the serial number. She then simply
returned the camera to the vent exactly as it was.
“Now we need to
find some information about the program running the camera.” Hannah said.
“And where do we
get that info?” Lana asked.
“Just follow me.”
Hannah said, leading the way to the bathroom and straight through to the boys’
room.
“Hannah,” should we
be barging into their room like this?” Ana asked nervously.
“Just trust me will
you, this is my department. Look, there’s their computer.”
“Wow,” Ana said as
she looked around, “except for the arrangement of the furniture, this is an
exact copy of our room, absolutely everything the same.”
“Dad probably felt
that the best way to show we all meant the same was to start us all off exactly
even.” Hannah said this as she sat at the computer desk, there she made note of
the extra wire connecting the computer to the Plasma TV. “See that wire,” she pointed out, “that’s how
they use the big screen to watch us.”
Hannah then
proceeded to turn on the computer, “if I’m right, they’ve probably been too
busy setting up this surveillance system for all their uses to have even
considered individual accounts and password protection.” As the computer booted
she added, “This will be even easier than I thought, it was in hibernation
rather than off.”
“Why does that make
it easier?” Lana asked.
“Well, see for
yourself, the last program they were using is still open, and as I thought,
it’s the surveillance program.” Hannah clicked on a minimized window and as it
filled the screen, they saw their empty bedroom.
“What’s that list
on the bottom?” Lana asked curiously, noting the words across the bottom of the
screen.
“Ana,” Hannah said,
“read them to me while I write.”
As Ana began to
read she said, “It says: ‘1-Girls, 2-Bath1, 3-Parents, 4-Bath2, 5-Amy, 6-Pietro,
7-Bath3, 8-Family, and 9-Game.”
“So what does it
mean?” Lana asked again.
“I’ve got an idea,”
Hannah said pressing the ‘F5’ key on the top of the keyboard.
“Hey, look,” Lana
said, “it’s Amy. I guess she finished cleaning up. Is that her room? Look at
all those dildos and sex toys hanging on the wall. It’s like a freaking sex
shop.”
“I think she is
definitely our kind of girl.” Ana said smiling.
“She’s taking her
clothes off,” Lana said excitedly. “Hannah, can you put it on the big screen?”
“Just turn on the
Plasma TV, it’s probably already on the right channel.”
Ana spotted the
remote control on the bed and switching it on saw that Hannah was indeed
correct. They watched as Amy stretched for several minutes including a few back
to front and left to right splits that left her pussy completely open.
“Is there any way
to zoom in on her twat?” Lana asked sticking a finger in her own naked pussy
and pumping as she watched Amy.
Hannah hit several
keys with no results, and then hitting one of the
arrow keys noticed a shift in the camera’s view. Playing around with the rest
of the arrow keys, she found that she could center anything she wanted to focus
on in the room. She focused on Amy then tried a few more keys without result,
finally she hit the ‘+’ key on the number pad and received the desired result
of zooming in a bit on Amy. She hit the key several times more, using the arrow
keys to continuously focus on her goal, and soon they were treated to a full
screen view of only Amy’s open pussy.
“Wow,” Lana said,
“this is so cool!”
Hannah kept the camera focused on Amy’s pussy until she moved. Hannah then used
the ‘-’ key to zoom out and watch Amy’s next move.
“Look’s like she’s
going to bed.” Lana said.
“No, wait,” Ana
said, as Amy turned to the wall and grabbed something. “Is that an anal
vibrator?”
“Looks like it,”
Hannah affirmed as Amy climbed into the bed on her back and raised her legs. As
she did so, she spread them open and the girls once more had an incredible shot
of her open pussy. Hannah once more zoomed in on it, but almost instantly,
shifted the focus to her ass, where, Amy’s fingers were busy, spreading her
rosebud as the other hand worked to quickly and fully insert the vibrator.
“That must feel so
good.” Lana said as sweat started to drip down her face, three fingers now
pumping in her pussy as her thumb busily rubbed her swollen clit.
“What’s she doing?”
Ana said suddenly.
Hannah zoomed out
to a full picture of Amy and Lana screamed, “NO WAY!”
They watched as,
with the anal vibrator securely inserted in her butt, Amy brought her legs over
her head; raising her arms, she grabbed the inside of her knees and pulled
herself down until her pussy was right over her mouth. They saw her tongue
sliding back and forth and Ana said, “Is she—is she—” she, however, could not
get the words out, so mystified was she.
Hannah focused on
Amy’s head and as she zoomed in Lana finally said, “She’s eating herself.
That’s incredible!”
They continued to
watch as Amy serviced herself in this contorted position until it was obvious
she was near cumming; suddenly, Amy released her knees, pulled the vibrator
from her ass and lay straight on her bed holding the vibrator to her clit in
one quick movement.
Focusing and
zooming in on her pussy Hannah said, “Wow, Ana, look, you have competition for
the ‘greatest gusher’ award.”
At that Lana gave a
small scream and almost fainted as she started to cum as well. Ana helped her
to the boys’ bed and instantly dove between her legs, drinking up all the
juices that were flowing. When she finally came down from her bliss, she found
Hannah viewing some figures and phrases on the screen.
“What are you doing
now?” Lana asked.
“I’m getting the
properties of the network the cameras are hooked up to. Things like frequency,
IP and Network address; a lot of stuff you don’t want me to try to explain to
you. In short, I’m getting the information we need to work these cameras from
our own computer.”
“You mean we can
watch this kind of stuff daily from our own room?” Lana said excitedly, getting
off the bed.
“We can after I get
a few things, starting,” Hannah said holding up a disk she had found among the
CD-ROMs, “with this.”
“What’s that?” Ana
asked puzzled.
“It’s the program that
controls the surveillance system.” Grabbing a blank CD-R disk from among a pack
on the desk, Hannah quickly programmed the computer to make and exact copy of
the surveillance system disk. Then, grabbing all her notes, the copy of the
disk and returning everything to its original state (including the system
focused on their room and minimized and the computer in hibernation) she said,
“We’re finished here for now, let’s get back to our room. Lana, make sure the
bed is exactly the way we found it, and don’t forget to put the remote control
for the TV back on it.
Once back in their
room, Hannah quickly sat at the computer desk and powered up the system. When
it finished booting, she inserted the CD-R in the drive and installed the
surveillance system controls. She then went on to use the properties she had
copied to set up a link to the network of cameras, fine-tuning it a bit so as
to run independent of the boys’ computer.
“That way we can be
seeing one thing, while they watch something else,” she explained. “I also
added a safeguard so we are never in control of the camera if the boys’ system
and ours are focused on the same scene at once.”
“Why would you do
that?” Ana asked, “I’d like to control what we’re watching.”
“The boys’ would
probably get suspicious if we started zooming in or focusing on scenes while
they were watching. I’m sure they would know what’s best to focus in on.”
After all was
installed, they tested the system and Lana said, “Hey, smile, you’re on candid
camera.” And indeed they could see themselves leaning over the computer desk.
“Good,” Hannah
said, “they can’t see what’s on the monitor, and since our Plasma TV is against
the same wall as the camera, they won’t be able to see that either.”
After testing the
system a little more, and locating all the cameras, they found that the ‘F1’ to
‘F9’ keys controlled the 9 cameras listed at the bottom of the screen. These
were, in order: their room, their bathroom, their parent’s room, their parent’s
bathroom, Amy’s room, Pietro’s room, the bathroom used by the two servants, the
family room and the game room.
“Now we just need
to go shopping for two things and we’ve pretty much finished.” Hannah said.
“Shopping,” Ana
said, “Shopping for what?”
“A tenth camera and
a wire to connect our Plasma TV to our computer,” Hannah answered. “Get
dressed, the mall is just three blocks away, there should be an electronics or
computer store there.”
Meanwhile, at the
beach, the boys had spent the first two hours enjoying the water and soaking up
some sun. There were few other people on the beach at this time, and they
didn’t really know anyone in the neighborhood yet anyway.
“Man, I’m sleepy, I
don’t know why laying in the sun tires a person out so much.”
“I don’t think
that’s what has you so tired, Don,” John said, “I think going to sleep so late,
watching Amy and the girls, and getting up early to watch them some more does
that.”
“Yeah,” Ron agreed,
“I know what you mean. I really don’t know if I slept much at all, I was so
excited. Maybe we should go home and lay down.”
“We can just take a
nap right here,” John asked. “Why do you think I brought the tent for? Help me
put it up and we can get some sleep here and later go back in the water a
while. We still need to try and meet some kids our own age, and I think we have
a better chance of doing that here than in our own beds.”
“But we can
eventually take them to our own beds, right?” Don asked, grinning mischievously
at John.
“Eventually,” John
said smiling back, “now help me with the tent.”
The other two
agreed with the plan and got to work pitching their tent. It was a rather large
tent, in fact, up to five people could comfortably lay in it at one time, and
it stood 7 feet tall so standing in it was also an easy task. Despite its size,
however, the boys had it up in no time, having several years of family camping
trip experience with it. When they had finished, however, they were even more
tired and simply zipped up the front and lay on the floor, instantly falling
asleep.
Around an hour and
a half later, John awoke to the sounds of much music, screaming, running and
murmuring. He thought it must be near or just past noon as, even through the
tents heavy material, he could feel the suns rays directly above him. Looking
over at his brothers and seeing them still fast asleep he thought, as he had
many times before, “these two could sleep through the bombing of
Getting up and
walking to the door, he quickly unzipped the front entrance and stepped out. He
noticed immediately that the beach was no longer semi-deserted; in fact, it was
hard to see a spot that wasn’t inundated with people. He looked around and,
though there were people of all ages, it was obvious that most were kids
between 8 and 15.
“Cool tent.” He heard
someone say behind him.
Turning, John saw a
group of around 8 kids with a soccer ball. The group consisted of 5 girls and 3
boys, and John did not miss noticing that some of the girls were studying him
with great interest, but he could tell that they were junior high school kids.
“Hi,” John said,
“wow, what’s going on, this beach was almost deserted an hour ago.”
“We’re having a
party,” one of the girls said.
“You’re not from
around here, are you?” It was one of the boys that had spoken, he sounded somewhat
rude, but probably not intentionally.
“JASON!” the girl
who had been speaking exhorted, and then turning back to John said, “what my
brother means is that all kids in the area know that this the weekend of the
annual ‘end-of-summer’ beach extravaganza. Students from all the local schools
will be gathering here for the next two days and nights.”
“Really,” John
said, sounding somewhat excited and thinking of the perfect opportunity this
gave him and his brothers, and his new sisters as well, of meeting kids their
age. “Well thanks for letting me know, my family just moved into the
neighborhood two weeks ago, and we can really take advantage of this party to
meet some people.”
“Well, I hope you
enjoy yourself, my name is Katrina by the way, and this is my brother Jason.”
“I’m sorry if I
sounded rude before,” Jason said sticking out his hand. “Maybe I can make it up
by giving you a tip, our sister Debbie, she’s in charge of the entertainment
this year, is on the other side of the beach; she’s starting High School this
year. Most kids her age can be found on that side.”
John noticed that
the girls that had been studying him, and even Katrina, all threw Jason a dirty
look. John took Jason’s hand and smiling at him said, “Well that certainly is a
good tip, thanks a lot. By the way, my name is John.” Bowing at all of them he
turned and went back to the tent to get his brothers.
As John zipped up
the front again after stepping in, he turned and saw Ron and Don were both
finally showing signs of life.
“What’s all the
noise outside?” Ron asked as he tried to adjust his eyes and stared at John.
“Yeah,” Don said,
stretching, as he fought to completely wake up. “I thought this was supposed to
be a peaceful spot.”
“Looks like it
won’t be so peaceful for the next two days, and apparently we’re on the wrong
side of the beach.”
“What are you
talking about?” both his brothers asked confused.
John then filled
his brothers in on everything he had just learned.
“Wow, a two day
“We’ll fill them in
when we get home; they’ll still have a whole day, at least, to make friends.”
“But we’re going to
start making friends now, right?” Don asked.
“Yeah, let’s get
this tent back down so we can find a spot on the other side.” Ron insisted.
“Let’s eat
something first.” John said, pushing Ron onto his back,
fishing out his cock, and kneeling to insert it in his brother’s mouth.
“Good idea,” Don
said, pulling out his own cock, “it is lunch time after all. He went over to
Ron and pulling out Ron’s cock knelt and sucked it into his mouth. He then lay
on the ground at an angle that made it easy for John to stretch forward and
suction Don’s cock into his mouth as Ron continued to suck his.
Soon, all three
were loudly slurping and sucking and when, one-by-one, they started to cum they
greedily drank and ate up all the delicacies offered.
After they had all had
their share, as well as a time to catch their breath, John said, “Great lunch
guys, now let’s get this tent down and get to the other side.”
Chapter Seven – Salad
Undressing
It had taken the
girls very little time to go to the mall and return with their purchases.
Hannah’s most difficult problem was figuring out how to add a new camera to the
existing wireless surveillance system, yet keep it invisible from other users
of the network, that is, from the boys. It didn’t take her long to figure it
out though, and in no time the ‘F10’ key of their computer was controlling a
private, password protected, camera that, after testing, they then sneaked into
the boys’ room to plant.
“There’s the vent,”
Ana pointed out to Hannah, “but it is not directly in front of the bed like
ours.”
“Does that mean we
won’t be able to watch them?” Lana asked.
Hannah studied the
position of the vent in relationship to the rest of the room and smiling said,
“actually, we can not only watch everything they do on the bed, but since their
computer and Plasma TV is on the opposite wall—”
“We can always see
what they are watching,” Ana finished, smiling as the realization of this came
to her too.
“Lana, can you get
me that chair by the wall,” Hannah asked, “this has to be put in just right so
that so little of it is visible that it virtually invisible, yet at the same
time, the lens at the end needs room to move. Ana, get on the bed and tell me
if you can spot it.”
After 15 minutes of
positioning and re-positioning the camera within the vent, they finally found a
perfect angle from which it could not be seen unless you knew it was there, and
yet still had enough flexibility to see the majority of the room.
After returning to
their room and connecting their plasma TV to the computer, they ran one final
test on the new camera, moving the focus around the boys’ room and zooming in
on different key areas (the bed and their plasma TV in particular).
“I think it’s
perfect,” Ana said.
“Hannah, you are
truly a genius,” Lana said, “What’s next?”
“Next we go down
and eat something,” Hannah said, “I’m starved.”
“It is past lunch
time,” Lana agreed, “is Amy up yet?”
Checking the
monitor, Hannah pressed the ‘F5’ key and saw that Amy was still sleeping. She
was naked and a finger of her right hand was deep in her pussy, but she was
obviously out cold.
“Wow, do I ever
sleep like that,” Ana asked.
“It’s the only way
to sleep,” Lana said.
Minimizing the
screen and putting the computer in hibernation, Hannah got up and said, “Let’s
check if she left something for us to eat before going to bed.”
Down in the
kitchen, they checked the refrigerator and found that Amy had left them a large
bowl of Caesar Salad to snack on if they got hungry before she awakened.
“It looks good,
almost as good as Mom’s.” Lana said getting some individual bowls from the
cupboard above the sink.
“What kind of
dressing do we have,” Ana asked.
Checking the fridge
Hannah answered dully, “there’s French and Ranch, that’s it.”
“Well that’s not
good,” Ana said disappointed, then added sadly, “What we really need is some
Laura Dressing.”
“Maybe we can make
some ourselves,” Lana said spotting a bottle for mixing home made salad
dressing in the cupboard and grabbing it. She brought everything over to the large
kitchen table (not as large though as the table in the dining room where family
meals were to be eaten).
“It’s a little hard
to make Laura Dressing when the main ingredient is somewhere in the middle of
the
“Well, then maybe
we can invent our own,” Lana said, hopefully picking up the salad dressing
mixing bottle again.
“We would still at
least need—Pietro!” Hannah said loudly
as someone walked in from the opposite side of the kitchen. “Where did you come
from? We haven’t seen you all day.”
“I slept late this
morning. Ms. Bradson and I were up rather long hours last night discussing how
the division of responsibilities should be handled as well as our official
roles in the new household. We had promised Master and Lady Anderson we’d have
everything worked out long before they return.”
“And did you reach
an agreement,” Ana asked.
“I believe so, Ms.
Bradson is officially the cook, but she will also attend to the housekeeping
and the duties of an upstairs maid.”
“And you,” Hannah
asked.
“I am officially
the butler, but I will also double as a gardener and chauffer when needed.”
“Gardener,” Lana
exclaimed, “What do you know about gardening?”
“Everything,”
Pietro said proudly, “I was gardener at my last employment for 10 years before
coming to work for Laura—I mean Lady Anderson.”
“You know, you
don’t have to suddenly be so formal and proper,” Ana said upset at yet another
sign that life would be changing.
“Actually, I do
little lady, for the time being at least.”
“You know,” Hannah
said, suddenly noticing something, “you and Amy seem to have left something out
of your job descriptions.”
“I’m not following
you, young lady,” Pietro said questionably.
“Well, that’s sort
of what I mean,” Hannah said smiling, “with you as butler/gardener/chauffer and
Amy as cook/housekeeper/maid who is following us around?”
Lana, finally
understanding where her sister was going, said, “Yeah, who’s the nanny?”
“Ah yes, the point
that truly kept us up most of the night,” seeing the confusion on the girls
faces Pietro continued quickly, “you see, neither of us wanted to surrender
that title, and yet we didn’t think it prudent to have two nannies, one for the
boys and one for you three.”
“Why not,” Lana
asked defiantly.
“Well,” Pietro said
smiling, “Ms. Bradson and I agreed that it will not be long before you and the
young masters become virtually inseparable, and what then are we to do, both be
with you at all times wherever you go?”
“Oh,” said Lana,
with a little understanding of the reasoning behind this decision. “So what did
you finally agree to with respect to us?”
“You remember our
favorite movie,” Pietro asked, having thought very long that morning of a
simple way to tell his girls that he would no longer be their nanny; a way that
would not make them feel rejected.
“The Sound of
Music,” the three girls said at the same time.
“Remember what the
oldest daughter tells Maria when she first introduces herself?”
“She said that she
was 16 and didn’t need a governess,” Ana, who knew the entire movie by heart,
said quickly.
“Correct,” said
Pietro, “which leads me to a question I put to you now; you three are 15 going
on 16 in a world were children grow up much faster than when that movie was
made, do you really need a babysitter?” Pietro smiled at them as he said this,
then added, “Either, Ms. Bradson or I will always be in the house should an
emergency arise, and both of us are willing at any time to answer any questions
that might be troubling you; social, professional or personal. Note, however,
that in the last category, personal troubles, we would like you and the boys to
get comfortable and used to going to either of your parents first. For the most
part, though, Ms. Bradson and I feel you kids will be fine taking care of
yourselves. There are six of you now, and all very intelligent. You’ll be fine.”
All three of the
girls leaned over to Pietro and gave him a final hug (as their nanny, anyway)
and a quick kiss on the cheek.
“I’d say we’re
going to miss you,” Hannah said, “but it’s not like you’re going away. You know
we all love you so much.”
“Of course, but
enough lecturing, what were you three doing when I entered?”
“Oh,” Lana said,
suddenly remembering the salad. “Amy left us some great Caesar Salad, and we were trying to figure out how to make our
blend of Laura Dressing. We were talking about the lack of a key ingredient
when you came in, can you help us with it?” She handed him the salad dressing
mixing bottle as she said this.
Pietro took the
bottle saying, “Anytime young lady.” He then unzipped his pants and began to
masturbate before them all. At the same time, Lana grabbed some small plastic
cups off the table and handing one each to Ana and Hannah, and keeping one
herself said, “Okay you two, give me as much as you can.”
Taking off their
clothes, all the girls began masturbating in rhythm with Pietro, every now and
then, sticking their fingers in each others assholes and pumping, but for the
most part concentrating on just their own clits and never going into even their
own pussy holes, wanting to keep the ingredients as pure and plentiful as
possible.
By the time they
finished, Pietro had actually cum twice, directly in the bottle (which was
divided up with measurement lines for accurate mixing) producing 3 fl oz. of
the key ingredient. The girls also had each cum twice, donating at least 2 fl
oz. each of the additional ingredients. Lana took the bottle from Pietro and as
she thanked him, he zipped up his pants and giving a small bow turned and headed
out of the kitchen toward the stairs that led down to his bedroom.
Not bothering to
dress, the girls turned toward the table and set to the task of preparing their
dressing.
“Ana,” Lana said,
“You handle the mixing. I’ll grab that pen and pad by the refrigerator. If this
comes out okay I want to remember the recipe. I’m going to name it, ‘
“Okay,” Ana said as
she began enumerating the ingredients, “Ingredient number 1: 3 fl oz. of Pietro
cream, ingredient 2 through 4: 2 fl oz. each of Hannah, Ana, and Lana juice.”
As she enumerated these, Ana added each of the ingredients and, placing the top
on the bottle, shook strongly until the 9 fl oz. in the bottle were completely
mixed.
Taking the top off
the bottle, she put a drop on her finger and brought it to her tongue.
Ana had an
unsatisfied look in her face and Hannah said, “Well, how is it?”
“I don’t know, I
can taste the salty goodness, but it still seems way too sweet. Don’t get me
wrong, it tastes delicious and I feel like just putting the bottle to my mouth
and drinking it all down, but we’re not trying to make a
refreshment here. There’s something missing, it’s the wrong color and it
should be a little bitterer.”
“Oh yeah,” Lana
said suddenly, “how could I have forgotten!” She grabbed another cup from the
table and peeing in it handed it to Ana saying, “Try adding 3 fl oz. of this.”
Ana took the cup
smiling and pouring 3 fl oz. into the bottle, once more put the top on, shook
violently until the, now, 12 fl oz. in the bottle were all a golden yellow
mixture.
“Well, at least it
is the right color now,” Lana said, “taste it.”
Ana once more took
a drop on her tongue and smiling as the flavor made her insides tingle said,
“It’s perfect!”
Lana, smiling,
wrote down, “Add 3 fl oz. of Lana ‘Golden Juice’ and mix.” Then after looking
at it a second added, “Note: SHAKEN NOT STIRRED!”
Ana laughed a
little and said, “I bet most salad dressing companies would kill for this
recipe.”
“I’ll serve the
salad,” Hannah said, grabbing the huge bowl and adding salad to each of their
smaller ones. As she put a bowl and fork in front of each of them, Amy entered
the kitchen in short-shorts and a top that just barely covered her breasts.
“Sorry I was late
preparing lunch, I got to sleep pretty late last night.”
“Pietro told us,”
Lana said smiling. None of the girls seemed to remember that they were still
all naked. “This salad you left will make a fine lunch anyway.” As she said
this, she grabbed the bottle Ana had finished with and poured some dressing on
her salad before passing the bottle to Hannah.
“I was about to
have a bit myself,” Amy said, “I really didn’t eat breakfast.” She grabbed a
small bowl and fork, and as she served herself, watched the three girls with interest.
They were all eating their salads with their eyes closed, savoring the flavor,
their minds apparently lost in some erotic heaven with each bite.
Amy picked up the
salad dressing bottle from the table, where Hannah had left it, and tasting it
smiled as she understood the girls’ apparent fascination with their salads. “I
knew my salad couldn’t be that good.” Amy said, shocking the girls back to the
real world. “This salad dressing, however, is exquisite.”
All the girls
suddenly opened their eyes wide, in time to see Amy pouring some dressing over
her salad and taking a bite. “Damn, this is yummy.” She said smiling. “Now I
can see where most of the ingredients—CUM—from,” she added as she strongly
inspected the girls, their breasts and pussies in particular. As she did this,
the girls’ eyes popped open even wider as they realized for the first time that
they were still naked. “But there’s a bit of a good, salty, taste that I can’t
picture being supplied by anything in front of me.”
Hannah and Ana
looked nervous and uncomfortable as they watched Amy eating the salad, and obviously loving the dressing. Lana, however, who
had always been the boldest when it came to the opportunity of sexual pleasure,
just smiled and said, “Oh, that, well, Pietro has always had a lifetime supply
of that rare ingredient and he’s always willing to share.”
“Really,” Amy
questioned with a mischievous grin. “Well, it’s good to know I can just go next
door whenever I have a craving for it; with the Master’s new wife, I thought I
would have to be climbing all the way to the 2nd floor every time I
had a need for some.”
The girls smiled as
they understood what she was saying, and Ana said, “Tell you what Amy, you take
all that Pietro has to offer, and leave the supply on the 2nd floor to
us, OK?”
Smiling Amy poured
more dressing on her salad and winking at the girls said, “for now anyway. I
think I’ll finish this in my room.” And she turned and left, eating her salad
as she walked.
“Is she incredible
or what,” Lana said.
The other girls,
however, gave Lana strange looks. Ana’s was definitely angry, while Hannah’s
look was one of worry and fear.
“What’s wrong,”
Lana asked.
“Are you crazy or
just plain stupid,” Ana exhorted, “you could have gotten Pietro in real trouble
talking about him like that!”
“To Amy,” Lana
questioned annoyed at being talked to like this and making a note to remind Ana
who was boss, it had obviously been too long since she had last felt ‘The Wrath
of the Queen’. “Come on, are you blind or something? She’s just like us!
They’re all just like us. Mom was right, our families do belong together. The
faster everyone admits it, the faster we can become the super-close family
we’re destined to be. Now, if you two have finished your salads, clean up in here!”
As she said this, she bent down and picked up her clothes, she then turned and
walked towards the exit that led to the upstairs staircase. She stopped for a
second and turning her head slightly said, “Don’t forget to put the remaining
salad and the bottle of dressing in the refrigerator.”
“Hey, where are you
going,” Ana said, annoyed with Lana’s sudden bossiness.
“Didn’t you see
that woman,” Lana said, “she was close to exploding just as she talked to us,
that’s why she had to leave so suddenly. I’m going up to our room and watch
what she does.” As she stepped out, Hannah and Ana turned and looked sheepishly
at each other.
“Isn’t she suppose
to be the youngest sister,” Ana asked.
Hannah gave a small
shrug and said, “We all have things at which we excel; when it comes to
electronics and computers you follow me, when it comes to our music group, you
are our one and only lead voice, but when it comes to all things sexual—”
“—Lana is our
leader,” Ana finished smiling as she nodded in agreement and let out a low sigh.
“Come on,” Hannah
said, “the faster we finish our clean-up orders, the faster we can go up and
join her.”
Chapter Eight – Dress Code
at Sea
Laura awoke, still
very much exhausted, to see that the clock by the bed read almost
“Poor dear,” Laura
thought, “he’s still dead to the world.”
Laura didn’t find
this surprising since, after finally setting sail, Stan and her had returned to
the cabin and done nothing but have continual sex for the next 8 hours
straight. She lost count of how many times they had each cum after just the 2nd
hour. Even when Stan’s cock wasn’t up to the task (which amazingly was very
rarely) he continued, using either his tongue, his fingers, or the vibrator she
had brought along until his cock felt up to continuing the job itself. And when
her cunt was too sore to feel more, they would give it a break; her mouth, butt
and tits all more than happy to fill in while her number one love hole rested.
Stan and her had
made a deal to try every single sexual position known before the their two
weeks alone was over, maybe even invent a few new positions, and last night
they had sure covered a lot of positions.
So why wasn’t she
happier after such a satisfying night of sex?”
As she wrapped a
towel around herself and got a bathing suit and a bottle of sun tan lotion
(planning first to bath, then to go up and get some sun) she wondered what the
girls were doing on their first full day with brothers.
Laura’s mouth
suddenly dropped as she realized why she wasn’t a bit happier. “Oh yeah,” she
thought, “that again.”
Laura had gotten
through her first night as a wife without ever making any type of meaningful
conversation. As a matter a fact, the only words either of them spoke to each
other were one word imperatives such as: “YES!”, “DEEPER!”, “HARDER!”, “MORE!”,
and “SUCK!” Laura’s nipples hardened as she thought of this and she rushed to
the bathroom hoping not to be seen.
After her bath,
Laura went up to the yacht’s sun deck in her butt floss bikini and noticed
someone lying on a towel, already getting sun.
“Oh,” Laura gasped
loudly, realizing that it was Mrs. Carter and that she was completely nude.
Mrs. Carter, who
had been resting with her eyes closed, opened them and on seeing Laura said,
“Mrs. Anderson, you’re awake. If I’d known I’d have prepared you something to
eat.”
“That’s okay,”
Laura said, mesmerized by Josephine Carter’s pussy. Except for a long strip of
fire red hair right about the beginning of the split (no doubt to prove she was
a natural red-head) it was as hairless and smooth as a new born babe. “I
actually had a lot to eat last night,” she finished.
“I can imagine,”
Josephine said, remembering how she had watched Stan and Laura in action most
of the night, and how she had seen Laura swallow Stan’s cum more than half a
dozen times. Josephine suddenly thought of the mischievous grin that must at
the moment be on her face and quickly added, “With your wedding feast and all;
wedding cake especially can be very filling.”
Laura then noticed
Josephine giving her bathing suit some odd looks, and
she seemed to have a disapproving look in her eyes. This confused Laura who
thought, “She’s standing there in her birthday suit, where anyone including my
new husband can easily see her, and she disapproves of the way I’m dressed?”
Out loud Laura
said, “Is something wrong, Mrs. Carter?”
Smiling, Josephine said,
“Well, first of all, you’re to call me Josie; Mrs. Carter was my mother-in-law
(I never really liked her); second, and please don’t be upset with me for
pointing this out, but you are not complying with the dress code agreed upon in
the contract you signed when you rented the yacht.”
“Dress code,” Laura
questioned, more confused than ever, “what dress code? I didn’t see anything
about a dress code.”
“It’s right in the
fine print,” Josephine said, walking over to a table against the wall, on which
rested a very nice computer system. Josephine pressed some keys and a document
was instantly printed up. Handing the document to Laura, she said, “Here, read
it again.”
Laura saw instantly
that it was a photo copy of the agreement in question, Stan and her signatures
were both on it. She took a closer look at the fine print, looking for some
mention of a dress code; both her eyes and her mouth opened wide as she read a
simple sentence, “NOTE THAT BY SIGNING THIS CONTRACT YOU ALSO AGREE TO RESPECT
OUR FIRM BELIEF IN NUDISM AND THAT YOU UNDERSTAND THAT EXCEPT WHEN THE BOAT IS
DOCKED OR WHEN WE HAVE BEEN CONTACTED TO EXPECT AN INSPECTION, ABSOLUTELY NO
CLOTHES ARE ALLOWED!”
After the initial
shock had worn off, and Laura began to get the humor in their situation she
gave a small laugh and smiling at Josephine reached behind herself and removed
her top, she then slipped out of her bottom and said, “Well Josie, I guess I
definitely over packed. I think I better go point this out to my husband, and
I’m sorry if I disrespected your beliefs.”
“It’s okay Mrs.
Anderson, and you really should come down and eat something now, even if you
still feel full. I’ll go prepare something for you and your husband in the
galley.
Stan had woken up
when he felt Laura get off the bed; he wasn’t ready to talk to her yet, so he
kept his eyes closed and remained still until he felt her leave the cabin. All
he could think of was what a great wife he had, what a fantastic lover she was,
“heck,” he thought, “I don’t want to seem conceited, but I didn’t believe that
there was a woman on this earth that could tire me out during sex, well, except
for Amy of course, and that’s only because I have been personally training her
since she was 15.” As he continued to think, he said in his mind, “We sure make
a great couple!” Then Stan thought, “And I’m going to ruin everything because I
can’t bring myself to share some simple family details that I’m not even
ashamed of.” Then he added, “Maybe that’s why I haven’t been able to share it
with her, because I’m not ashamed. I bet I think that if I tell her something
like that with no sign of regret or desire to change she’ll think me an even
greater and more dangerous pervert than if I told her while showing some signs
of shame and regret with being involved with something I thought was wrong. But
if I went to her with signs of remorse, it’d be like trying to deceive her
because I don’t believe that there is anything wrong in my life or relationship
with either the boys or Amy.”
Poor Stan just kept
going around and around in circles with these same thoughts until he was sure
he heard Laura pass the cabin on the way up to the sun deck. He had seen her
grab her bikini and sun tan lotion before she stepped out and correctly guessed
that to be her plan. Grabbing a towel and his swim suit he decided the best
thing to do, for now, was to take a quick shower and go up and join her for
some quiet time together in the sun.
Stan was just
coming out of the shower when he saw Laura walking toward the cabin, and, to
his total astonishment, she was naked.
“Laura,” Stan said
loudly, “you shouldn’t be walking around like that, you might offend our host.”
“Actually, it’s you
that might offend them.” Laura said with a smile. Then she added, “I take it
from the look on your face that you also ignored the fine print when we signed
this.”
Stan grabbed a
sheet of paper Laura handed him and with a very confused look studied it.
Realizing it was the agreement they had signed when they rented the yacht, he
searched it for any fine print that might explain Laura’s behavior. Laura knew
he had found it when, like her, both his eyes popped open, and his mouth
dropped open.
After a minute of
reading and re-reading the phrase he had found (wanting to make sure he correctly
understood it) he looked up and smiling at Laura said, “Well, I wouldn’t want
to offend anybody’s beliefs.” He tore off his swim suit and standing in the
nude said, “How’s that?”
“Much better,”
Laura said, “now come one, Josie is preparing something in the galley.”
“Who’s Josie,” Stan
asked as he followed Laura up the stairs and to the galley, his dick growing
bigger and more erect with every bounce of her naked breasts and ass.
Chapter Nine – A Servant’s Quarters and Her Memories
As Amy walked down
the stairs toward her bedroom, she continued to munch on her salad, licking her
lips and rolling her tongue in her mouth to get every bit of the Anderson
Dressing the girls had made. It was so erotically delicious that she had had to
get away from the girls as fast as possible for fear of jumping them in hopes
of sampling the individual ingredients directly. She had no doubt that she
would have many opportunities for that in the future, but she felt that at the
moment, it was still a bit early for that.
Stopping at the
bottom of the steps she looked around at the large game room to make sure
everything was in order. The room consisted of several small,
Amy walked past all
these tables to the back of the room and to the door that led to the ‘servant’s
quarters’. This first door actually led to a small corridor and looking to the
right, at the end of the corridor, Amy saw the door it led to (the servant’s
bathroom) closed and the light above the door on. “Looks like Pietro is taking
a bath,” Amy thought. Looking back to the wall directly before her, she entered
one of the two doors on it, ending up in her own room.
Though her room was
nicely sized, and more than comfortable, it seemed a little oddly shaped. This
was because everything past the first door from the game room had originally
been one giant party room, with its own bathroom in the end corner. When Stan
brought the house, he had had the walls added that converted the giant room
into two equal sized bedrooms with the corridor leading to the shared bathroom.
Amy was feeling extra horny (not that she wasn’t always) as she finished her
salad. She quickly stripped and grabbed one of her largest vibrators off the
wall. She then lay on her bed and instantly stuffed it into her pussy putting
it on full force.
As she lay there,
enjoying the feeling, she closed her eyes and thought about how different the
“Where are your
parents,” he had asked her seriously concerned when she asked him for something
to eat.
“I don’t have
parents, I’m an orphan.”
“Then you should be
in an orphanage, or group home, it’s safer than being on the streets.”
“Believe me when I
tell you it is way less safe in the places you just mentioned. Listen, I just
need something to eat; if you could just buy me something, please.”
Stan had been very
kind as he took her into the restaurant and brought her a full meal. As she
ate, she found him very easy to talk to and she ended up confiding her full
life’s story to him.
In the end, Stan
asked her, “Do you have a place to sleep tonight?”
After admitting she
didn’t he said, “Listen, why don’t you come home with me tonight. You can sleep
with my sister; she's staying with me, along with her son and daughter, until I
find a new nanny for my boys.”
“How old are your
boys,” Amy had asked with interest.
“They’re six, all
three of them.”
“Triplets… and you
need someone to care for them?”
“Okay,” Stan had
said quickly, “I see where this is going young lady, and the answer is no, you
still need someone to care for you, I doubt you could care for my boys. Anyway,
I’ve taken a vow to dedicate my life, for the time being anyway, to my boys,
and becoming very successful in my business; I’ve therefore left something out
of my life and the young lady I hire needs to be willing to provide some
additional special services which your age prevents you from handling.”
Amy knew exactly
what he was saying, and she was determined to get the
job. Especially after meeting the boys and falling instantly in love with them.
Therefore, that night, she had sneaked into Stan’s room determined to
demonstrate her talents and secure the position of new nanny. She knew Stan
wouldn’t be able to resist once she showed him the things she could do;
especially when she offered to work mostly for room and board at the beginning.
She remembered how
she had believed the hardest part would be getting into bed with him to start
her demonstration, this actually turned out to be the easiest, he had been
expecting his sister to join him, and didn’t realize until after Amy had made
him cum for the first time that it wasn’t Susan.
Amy was aroused
from her reminiscence by two simultaneous events, she heard a door slam in the
next room, and she started cumming very strongly.
As her orgasm
subsided, Amy found herself feeling a little dissatisfied. All her vibrators,
dildos and other toys were good, but none of them could cum for her. And Amy
realized that what she was craving at the moment was a mouthful of fresh cum.
The girls’ salad dressing had left her with that need, she also realized, that
it was now more than 24 hours since Stan and the boys had fed her all their
delicious treats at the church. Amy couldn’t remember the last time she had
gone this long without at least three servings of her favorite delicacy by now.
From her position
on the bed she could easily see the wall that divided her room from Pietro’s,
and she stared at it with an almost savage desire to crash right through it,
remembering Lana’s comment that her neighbor was always willing to share his
supply.
Not wanting to seem
neither pushy nor desperate, though, the first time she fed off her new
co-worker, Amy controlled her lustful desires enough to try and think of some
excuse to go see her neighbor in a way that would clearly state her immediate
needs, without actually having to use words.
Looking to her side
Amy spotted her wardrobe, with all her prized costumes. Since the first night
she started as the boys’ nanny, she had been telling them bedtime stories. Her
stories had always had a sexual element, even back then, and she loved explaining
them in detail to the little boys, often acting parts out for them. She never
let them get involved though, well, she thought smiling, not as involved as I
would have liked them to be. She remembered sitting the boys, one on each knee,
and one kneeling between her legs, as she talked the boys’ tongues and mouths
would be hard at work on her breasts and cunt. She eventually started
collecting special costumes to wear as she told her tales. An idea suddenly
started to form in Amy’s head. Smiling mischievously she got up from her bed,
removing the vibrator from her cunt, where it had remained busy to this point.
As she walked to
the closet, her open pussy leaking her pussy juices onto her legs and the
ground, she searched the different costumes, each one having its own multiple
stories. Among her favorites was the fairy princess costume she had worn the
first time she had truly let the boys fully participate in her tale, a present
when they turned 11; they had been the three musketeers sent to save the princess
from an evil witch, having believed they had found her, it turned out to be the
witch, transformed to look like the princess; the musketeers could only kill
the witch by simultaneously and continuously impaling her with their swords
through her face, bottom front and bottom back, (her bottom front especially,
to insure she would never have children if she were resurrected); the
musketeers had to continue this action until hot creamy liquid exploded in all
of these areas and the witch had screamed and exploded into a continuous
flowing liquid herself; once the witch was dead, the true princess was finally
found, she was so grateful that she cleaned all of their swords with her very
tongue until they were spotless.
As Amy continued
her search, she spotted another of her favorite costumes, the police uniform
she had worn the first time she insisted on Stan joining her and the boys for a
story, that was just two years ago, a present for their 13th
birthday; Stan wasn’t stupid, he knew exactly how Amy had been raising the
kids, though he always denied it and never even asked her questions outside of
how they were doing in school, had they had their latest physicals and had the
kids expressed any special wishes for their next birthday or Christmas gifts;
what could Stan say about her special life with the boys anyway, he’d been
fucking her daily since she was 15, and Amy knew Stan would not do anything to
jeopardize their relationship (one by the way that never involved romance),
their relationship had always been one of a brother and sister that just
happened to be sexually active with each other, she had after all joined the
family to take Susan’s place. Anyway, Stan knew she loved the boys and would
never, ever put them in any real harm.
As for the day she
first used this cop uniform, Amy remembered that Stan had not only had to stop
denying that his boys were sexually active; he had to admit that he enjoyed it.
Amy had him play the role of a dangerous felon on the run from the cops, four
cops eventually caught up with him, and since he was so dangerous, they had
handcuffed his hands and feet, spreading him open on the bed while they
completed their examination of the evidence; since he was resisting a little,
the police woman had sat on his face to keep him quiet while the other three
officers ran tests on his weapon; it was believed this weapon could not only be
used to impale victims, but that it also shot a very lethal poison of which
they needed to secure a sample if scientist were to prepare a more effective
antidote than the one they presently had; unfortunately, even chained and
immobilized by the police woman on his face, the felon managed to control his
weapon and shoot it off; all three cops ended up ingesting some of the poison,
luckily, the cops had all brought a needle with the latest version of the
antidote (it wasn’t perfect, but it would keep them alive until the perfected
version could be developed); the police woman got off the felon and let him
watch the failure of his poison as one by one the officers injected one another
through the rear until they were all full of antidote, meanwhile, knowing she
had to do something to prevent this weapon from shooting again, the police
woman had made an ultimate sacrifice by impaling herself on it (she believed
she had it corked up strongly enough so as not shoot); the other cops, having
taken the antidote through the rear, climbed up on the felons face and forced
what was left in the needles to be swallowed by him (they believed that to
escape imprisonment, he might try to, if he hadn’t already, to poison himself)
Sadly, as the last of the antidote was ingested by the felon, he managed to get
off one final shot of the poison (apparently the weapon wasn’t as securely
corked as they had hoped) since the police woman was still impaled on the
weapon though, it prevented anyone but her from being affected; since she
hadn’t actually ingested the poison, the three other officers, already
protected by the antidote, made a valiant attempt to save her by taking turns sucking
the poison out of the hole through which it had entered her body, they also had
her completely lick the area where they had injected the antidote in
themselves, there was some oozing out of there and it might be enough to keep
her alive. In the end, they were able to keep her alive long enough to get her
aid, and the felon was taken to prison to serve a life sentence.
All of Amy’s
memories flashed by in a few minutes of her getting up from the bed and
starting to rummage through her wardrobe. She finally gave a sigh as she found
what she was looking for. She grabbed it and headed for the door, still very
naked.
In the corridor,
she knocked on the door right next to hers and when she heard Pietro’s voice
from inside say, “Come in,” she just walked in.
When Pietro saw Amy
enter, his penis instantly sprung to life, and it was obvious through the
shorts he was wearing. He had been sitting at his desk when he caught sight of
Amy, he had instantly noticed she was naked, it was hard to miss her beautiful
tits and hairless pussy, however, on a closer inspection, he noticed the pussy
juice still flowing down her inner legs and getting up he asked, sheepishly,
“Can I help you with something, Ms. Bradson?”
“Please, call me
Amy;” she said in mock annoyance, “I hate formalities. And, I was hoping that
yes, you can help me. I’ve been trying to decide if I should start wearing some
sort of uniform now that I’ll officially be the cook and maid. You know, like
that
“I doubt that will
be necessary Ms.—I mean Amy, I assure you this is no Brady Bunch.”
Holding out the
costume she had found, Amy said, “well, this is the closest thing I have to a
maids uniform, it isn’t exactly an
Pietro was actually
relieved a little, seeing her putting on some clothes, if he had to look at her
naked, beautiful body another minute, he might not be able to control himself.
He wasn’t stupid, he realized immediately that this was a woman in dire need of
a good fucking (you couldn’t have lived with Laura and the girls as long as he
had and not recognize the signs), however, whenever the girls or Laura were in
this state, they had simply been able to say, “Pietro fuck me right now!”
Pietro wasn’t used to being teased into making the first move.
When Amy finished
putting on the chosen uniform, rather than relieve the tension on his cock, it
shot out to full size, leaving his shorts very tented.
“Well, what do you
think,” Amy asked, “would this be appropriate?”
The uniform was
obviously a French maids uniform, but was so short that it only barely covered
her ass and soaking pussy, any movement she made lifted it over her nether regions.
The top of the uniform was cut so low, that she constantly had to stick her
gorgeous boobs back under the material from which they kept popping out; every
time she put them back in, she would close her eyes for a second or two as she
rubbed them and pinched her very hardened nipples.
“Well,” Amy said
again after Pietro had stayed silent for a while, obviously mesmerized by her
uniform.
Coming back to the
real world, and remembering the question, Pietro said, “I assure you that is
very appropriate for THIS household.”
“Why thank you
Pietro, I can call you Pietro right?” As he nodded his consent she added,
“You’ve been a lot of help. I notice you have a bit of a problem yourself.” As
she said this, her eyes fell to the tented area of his shorts. “I wish I could
help you, but I just never suck anyone’s cock for the first time unless my own
juices are on it. Of course—” she added grinning mischievously and turning her
back to him, “if you were to stick that right in here,” she said slowly bending
down and widening her stance so that her pussy was fully open, “then I’d be
able to help you, just let me know when you’re ready.”
Pietro wasted no
time after this invitation, this teasing had been driving his cock crazy and he
just had to get some of that pussy, NOW! He dropped his shorts and in a single
move stuck his cock all the way in Amy’s cunt. As she let out a moan that
sounded like, “FINALLY!” Pietro pumped savagely. He was amazed to find out how
tight Amy’s pussy was. Not as tight as his three little ladies of course, but
still extremely tight. The reason this tightness amazed him was because he had
absolutely no doubt that Amy had been ‘servicing’ all of the
When they both
regained full use of their senses, Pietro helped Amy to her feet and she said
smiling, “There, I think I’ve helped you enough, don’t forget you owe me one.”
“Believe me, I
won’t forget. Anytime you need help, just feel free to knock on my door.”
Smiling, Amy leaned
up and gave him a passionate kiss, letting their tongues duel for several
minutes, when she finally broke it off she said, “believe me when I tell you I
will constantly remind you that you said, ‘Anytime’” She turned and as she
reached the door and prepared to step out she turned and said, “As for the
uniform, you know what, I think you were right the first time, this isn’t the
Brady Bunch, there is no need for it. Heck,” she added as she stepped through
the door, “it wouldn’t surprise me if after a while clothes of any kind became
unnecessary in this house.”
“That wouldn’t
surprise me either,” Pietro thought as the door swung closed behind Amy.
Chapter Ten – The Wrath of
the Queen
The girls all
started to scream as they all came furiously together. They had often been able
to hold off cumming until all were at the edge and then let themselves go. They
were so worked up by the scene they were watching in Pietro’s room that they’re
orgasms literally knocked them off their feet. Well, it knocked Lana over;
anyway, she had been bent over the desk chair, using its back to support her as
Hannah pumped her from behind with her strap-on. When Lana saw the powerful
orgasm Amy was obviously having, she knew it was time to stop fighting her own;
knowing that her sisters had to be ready to cum too. She came so strongly,
though, she ended up pushing the chair (which had wheels) forward and, having
lost her only support, she fell over. Hannah, who had been supporting herself
with Lana’s back, followed her to the ground with Ana (who had been supported by
Hannah’s back as she pumped her from the back) close behind.
All three girls
just lay motionless on the floor, way too spent to even try to get up. Poor Ana
didn’t even have the energy to pull out the vibrator that was still buzzing on
high in her cunt; for several minutes this vibrator was the only thing that
could be heard in the room, apart from the girls’ ragged breathing and
occasional moans that is.
Very slowly, the
girls started to come around, all except Ana, whose vibrator still had her in a
daze; as she saw Lana and Hannah helping each other up, Ana begged, “take it
out! Take it out, please, I can’t take anymore.”
Lana, who had
noticed that Amy was now sucking on Pietro got instantly excited, again, as she
turned and looked at her sister slumped helpless on the floor. She got on her
knees in front of her and grabbed the end of the vibrator. Rather, though, than
pull it out, she pushed it deeper into her sister’s pussy.
“NO,” Ana screamed,
“No, please, Lana take it out this instant!”
Lana didn’t obey,
instead her eyes flashed with a sort of wicked anger, when it came to the girls
and sex, she alone gave the orders!
“Are you giving me
an order, Ana,” Lana asked angrily. “I think you’ve forgotten who’s in charge
of this part of our lives. I think you need a strong lesson to remind you!” As
she said this, she pumped the vibrator, furiously, in and out of Ana’s twat,
twisting it from time to time.
Shaking violently,
Ana tried looking at Hannah saying, “Hannah, make her stop, please. She’s going
to kill me!”
Hannah gave Ana a
worried look, she had been expecting this since Ana’s outburst to Lana in the
kitchen, but Hannah neither said nor did anything. The only thing she did was
take the dildo she was still wearing off and, after licking some of Lana’s juices
(still all over it) off, turned it and stuck it in her own twat to pump.
Lana, who had been
closely observing what action, if any, Hannah dared to take, smiled evilly and
bending over Ana’s face while continuing to pump away at her pussy, whispered
in her ear. “See Ana, Hannah is a good girl, she knows her place; she’s truly a
sweet girl.” As she said this, she leaned toward the dildo still strapped on to
Ana and licked Hannah’s juices (which still shined on the end) off. Lana then
took it off Ana and said, “You, however, have been a very bad girl.”
By now, Ana was
completely in tears and shaking non-stop; the tears, however, were not tears of
pain, fright or anger, and the shaking was not caused by nervousness or fear;
no, Ana was in the middle of a non-stop, full-body orgasm that just wouldn’t
release her. Lana, never stopping the attack on her sister’s pussy, laid her
straight on her back and straddling her head, so that all Ana could see was
Lana’s open pussy above, leaned forward in the direction of Ana’s
super-sensitive and, currently super-swollen clit, sucking it and immediately
biting it. This action caused Ana to scream so loudly she would have woken the
dead if Lana had not immediately muffled it by lowering her own pussy to Ana’s
open mouth.
Working completely
on auto pilot, Ana attacked Lana’s pussy with her full mouth, tongue, lips, and
teeth; all working to drain Lana’s well. Then, in one violent move Lana finally
pulled the vibrator from Ana’s pussy, but not a second passed before replacing
it with her tongue, gluing he mouth to Ana’s flooded hole; at the same time,
holding Ana’s clit between two fingers, she pinched it, triggering a final
earth shattering orgasm in her sister that pumped what seemed like gallons of
Ana juice into her mouth. Lana loved the taste of both her sisters, and
joyously lapped up all of her sister’s peace offering, at the same time she
felt her own mind numbing orgasm (triggered both by her excitement at being
able to dominate her sisters in this way, as well as Ana’s auto driven mouth,
which, even now, with Ana barely conscious, continued attacking Lana’s pussy)
shoot through her entire body.
When it was over,
Hannah, who had masturbated herself to another orgasm as she watched Lana (know
to her sisters and so many of their old friends as ‘The Orgasm Queen’) in
action, leaned over and helped Lana off Ana; together, they then helped a still
powerless Ana off the floor and onto the bed. Hannah was looking at her
destroyed sister with envy, she had so often wanted to feel the full wrath of
the queen, but she was just too submissive, and this side of Lana could only be
triggered by the disobedient or resistant to her authority. Once she had Ana on
the bed, Lana got on and crawling up her sister so they were face to face, Lana
began to passionately kiss her until she began getting the responses that told
her Ana was fully back with them.
Breaking off the
kiss, Lana looked deep into her sister’s eyes and smiling said, “so how do you
feel?”
“You know,” Ana
said smiling, “if I didn’t love the way you leave me feeling, I might really
hate you.”
“Yeah,” Lana said
dully, “that’s what you always say, but—”
“—I always come
back for more,” Ana finished and pulling her sister back to her resumed their
passionate kissing.
“Hey,” Hannah said,
suddenly feeling left out, “what about me?”
Lana rolled off Ana
and lying right next to her pulled Hannah on top of both of them, so that
Hannah found herself half on Ana and half on Lana. Each of the sisters on the
bottom then wrapped a leg around one of Hannah’s, and each putting one arm
around her back, held her in a tight embrace. Hannah then alternated between
passionately kissing each of her sisters until they all fell asleep in that
very position.
Chapter Eleven – The Master’s Queen and his New Slave
The boys came back
home around
The boys had been
especially invited when Debbie realized they had a musical band and could
contribute to the entertainment. Debbie was in charge of the party’s
entertainment that year and, one of the three bands scheduled had called to
cancel at the last minute. The boys had explained that they were short some voices,
but Debbie had said it would be fine, that they could provide some rest to the
other bands by providing some purely musical interludes.
“I wonder where
everyone is,” Ron said as they walked through the deserted first floor.
“We can go to our
room and check,” Don suggested.
“There’s no need
for that,” John said as he pulled out his Pocket PC and turned it on. “Wow,” he
said suddenly, “looks like we missed some major partying here. Everyone is
knocked out. Wow, Amy really looks exhausted.” He clicked back to the girls and
said, “Can they really sleep knotted up that way?”
“Let’s go to the
kitchen and get something to eat, we should see what we can gather up to take
with us too,” Ron said.
“Hey,” Don said
annoyed, “who made you the boss?”
“The two of you
did,” Ron said smiling, “remember, I’m in charge of the band, so if we’re going
to jam tonight, I’m the leader.”
Once in the
kitchen, John checked the fridge for something to eat and said, “Well here’s
something.”
“Something good I
hope,” Ron said, picking up a notepad that had been left on the table. As he
read what was written on it he gave a puzzled look as he tried to understand it.
“Amy made some of
her Caesar Salad. There’s not much left, but enough for the three of us.” John
pulled out the bowl, along with three bottles, and carried them over to the
table.
“Get some bowls and
forks Don,” he ordered, then noticing Ron’s puzzled look said, “what’s that
your studying so intensely Ron?”
“To tell you the
truth, I don’t know, and I’ve read it around three times.” He passed the pad to
John and took one of the bowls Don had just placed on the table.
As John puzzled
over what he was reading, he threw a curious look at the third bottle he had
brought over to the table. He picked it up curiously and shaking it to
completed mix all the ingredients, tasted a drop; a smile quickly came to his
face.
“What’s that,” Don
asked curiously as he reached for the bottle of French dressing.
“Anderson dressing,
you’ll want to use this, much better than the French.” He passed the bottle to
Don.
After tasting it
and agreeing it was definitely better he added, “This is incredible, and
there’s a nice sort of bitter taste I just can’t make out, but it sort of makes
my whole body tingle.”
“That’s probably
the ‘Lana Golden Juice’,” John said as Don poured more dressing on his salad.
“Hey,” Ron said,
“let me try some of that.” He held out his hand for the bottle.
Soon, they were all
three eating and enjoying their salads. After a while, Don said smiling, “you
know they may actually be too perverted for even us to control.” He didn’t
clarify his comment, but it was pretty obvious what he was talking about.
In their room, Lana
opened her eyes as she thought she heard a beeping sound, almost instantly, the
beeping stopped, but she was now wide awake. Hannah, on top of her, and Ana,
beside her, were still breathing strongly and evenly, indicating that whatever
Lana had heard, had not bothered them.
“They are such
heavy sleepers,” Lana thought, “especially after some great sex.”
Deciding to let
them continue sleeping, Lana just lay awake a while, not wanting to move or in
any way bother her sisters. However, after around ten minutes, it was starting
to get harder and harder not to move. She was getting very excited by the fact
that Hannah’s breast was right on top or hers, and with every breath Hannah
took, their nipples rubbed together. On top of that, Hannah’s leg was right
between both of Lana’s and, every now and then, she would move it as she slept,
rubbing it against Lana’s crotch. Lana also felt a warm moistness on the palm
of one of her hands, and, from the position she was lying in, realized that it
must be right on top of Ana’s pussy, she couldn’t resist rubbing it a little
and was satisfied to hear Ana moaning lightly in her sleep.
“I think I put her
through enough today,” Lana thought guiltily as she stopped rubbing and
decided, “If I’m going to let them sleep, I’d better get out of this bed.”
Slowly, she
unhooked the leg she had wrapped around Hannah’s leg, and tried to slip out
from under her, moving slowly to the side. Feeling a pinch on one of her tits
that sent bolts all the way down to her cunt, she looked up and saw that Hannah
was awake.
Hannah leaned over
and after kissing Lana said, “The queen wouldn’t be attempting to desert her
loyal subjects would she?”
“I think Ana is
still pretty tired,” Lana said quietly, “I don’t want her disturbed until she’s
ready to wake up, understand?”
Hannah simply
nodded obediently, and, using her free arm and leg (the others still wrapped
around Ana) for support, pushed herself up gently to allow Lana to more quickly
and easily slip out from under her. Once Lana was out, Hannah lowered herself
slowly and snuggled up around Ana’s left side trying to be careful not to make
any sudden movement. When she was satisfied Ana was still sleeping, she put her
head on Ana’s chest and closed her eyes figuring, “since I can’t get up until
Ana does, I may as well sleep a little longer myself.”
Lana went into the
bathroom and quickly peed; grabbing the toilet paper she quickly cleaned
herself, noticing that she had just used the last of the paper. “I better
replace that,” she thought, looking around the bathroom for a replacement roll.
Not finding one she thought, “Maybe there’s one in Mom and Dad’s bathroom, they
sure don’t need any at the moment. And I better talk to Amy about always having
a replacement.”
By the time she
emerged from the bathroom, both her sisters were again sleeping heavily. She
looked toward the TV and realized for the first time that it was still on and
focused on the camera in Pietro’s room. Pietro, she saw, was also sleeping
soundly. “His encounter with Amy must really have tired him out,” Lana thought,
“especially after he had already provided two helpings of Pietro cream for our
dressing.” Lana wondered if Amy was still asleep too; going over to the
computer, she pressed the ‘F5’ key and quickly confirmed her suspicions that Amy
must have been just as worn out. “Well,” Lana thought smiling, “this has
certainly been an exhausting, albeit, satisfying, day for the people in this
house. I wonder how the boys are doing at the beach.”
Forgetting about
her need to find some toilet paper, Lana decided she could really use a little
coffee; she quietly stepped out of her room and headed for the stairs that led
down to the first floor and toward the kitchen. Once there, Lana froze as three
heads turned to intensely study her still fully naked body.
“Well,” Don said,
“if it isn’t the secret ingredient herself.”
Lana actually
blushed a bit as she realized the boys had been eating what was left of the
salad and that to top that off (literally), they had used up what was left of
the ‘Anderson Dressing’.
Ron, holding up a
paper that he had torn off the pad, said, “My brothers and I were wondering,
why, with all the available blends of ‘golden juice’ available, ‘Lana golden
juice’ was the only one good enough to make it into the recipe.”
“GIVE ME THAT!”
Lana screamed annoyed, as she realized what the paper was. After grabbing it
she added in questioning voice, trying to sound more controlled than she just
had, “You’re back early,” but then exploded again saying, “And you shouldn’t be
eating other people’s things without asking!”
Trying to sooth the
temper Lana was obviously in; John said softly, “Actually, we’re going back to
the beach later. We came back to pick up some stuff we need to pass the night
over there. We also have to let Amy, and I guess Pietro also, know what we’re
going to do, they are sort of in charge.” Then, changing his tone from a soft,
caring tone, he added firmly, though still talking very slowly so as not to
upset Lana more, “As to eating other people’s stuff, remember, we’re a family
now, there are no people; with the exception of the clothes we wear and any
private things in our own rooms, anything else found in this house is shared by
all of us. Is that clear?”
John was looking
directly at Lana’s eyes as he spoke, but he now let his gaze drop, first
lingering over her breasts, then lower still, at her cunt.
After a few
minutes, Lana walked over to the coffee maker, giving them a clear view of her
naked ass; she even bent over a bit and widened her stance as she poured
herself a cup; allowing the boys to look deep into her, now, open pussy.
Taking a sip of her
coffee, she turned to look at them again, not failing to note the bulges that
had grown in the front of all their shorts; she said slowly, “That sounds fair
to me. It reminds me of that movie with Lucille Ball, ‘Yours, Mine and Ours’; I
do so love that movie, my sisters and I all love old movies. So what’s
happening at the beach tonight?” She asked this final question in a truly
cheerful voice.
The boys, excited
by her apparent acceptance that they could share ‘everything’, and her obvious
lack of caring that they were examining every last part of her naked body like
vultures, smiled and John said, “We were planning to talk to all three of you,
but you were pretty out of it when we arrived, not to mention tied up in that
bed, so we decided to let you keep sleeping until the last minute.”
Lana grinned at the
boys’ lack of understanding as to what they had just told her; choosing to ignore
this slip of the tongue, she simply asked excitedly, “so what is it?”
“There’s a party,
two days and nights to celebrate the end of the summer; it started this
afternoon. It’s for school kids of all ages, elementary to high school
students. Tonight, though, there is suppose to be a hot, all night bash; high
school students only.” Ron said.
“And no parents
allowed,” Don added excitedly, “we’ve already met some kids our age, but
tonight we’ll really introduce ourselves to this town!”
“What do you mean,”
Lana asked, her eyes now glowing with excitement also.
“Our band is going
to jam a bit.” Ron said quickly.
“BAND,” Lana
screamed so fast that she coughed up some of the coffee she had just been
sipping, “wait a minute, you three have a band?”
“Well, yes and no,”
Ron said. “Now that we live here, we’re short 2 voices and a lead guitarist;
the lack of the extra instrument isn’t so bad, however, the lack of back up
voices can give us trouble. At the moment I’m not only lead singer, I’m the
only singer, and I really don’t like going solo all the time, especially since
I’d rather just be playing my base.”
“So you do still
have enough instruments to call yourself a band?” Lana questioned with great
interest.
“Well yeah,” Don
said, happy to see his sister so interested, “I play the drums, John is on the
organ or keyboard, and like Ron said, he plays the base, he could also play
guitar if necessary. We three were the center of the group.”
“Yeah,” Ron added,
“that’s why we were called ‘Love Times Three’ rather
than ‘Times Six’.”
“This is amazing,”
Lana said with more excitement than the boys could understand. “It’s much more
than just coincidence, it’s—it’s—well it’s destiny that’s what it is!”
“What are you
talking about?” John asked a little annoyed that Lana would not talk clearly.
“Well, my sisters
and I are in a band too, ‘Triplet X’. I don’t think I have to mention who it’s
named for; anyway, we’ve sort of been denying since we moved here, that the
band is over with. Ana, especially, hasn’t been able to admit it, since, well
since it’s the one activity in our lives in which she got to be the boss. She’s
our lead singer you know.”
“Wait a second,”
Ron said, “you have a band, but why is it over?” Ron couldn’t hide his
excitement at the thought of a lead female voice living right next door to
them. “I mean,” he continued, “all three of you are here.”
“But none of us
play instruments, we were the vocalists and performers, let’s face it, a band
without musicians isn’t much of a band.” Then, grinning slyly at them she added,
“then again, a band without vocalist isn’t much better. Too much music (even
good music) with absolutely no lyrics can quickly turn into nothing but noise.”
“It’s 4 PM,” Ron
said assuming his role as leader of the band, “we plan to leave for the beach
at around 7:30, that way we can have a decent meal first; Amy usually has
dinner on the table by 6:30 sharp.” Ron walked over and stood right in front of
Lana saying, “Why don’t you three meet us in the back room of the garage in
half-an-hour; bring a list of the songs you sing,” then
smiling added, “along with anything else you can share.” Saying that, Ron ran
his finger from the bottom of Lana’s cunt to the top and bringing it to his
mouth sampled the taste.
Ron had a big smile
on his face until he caught the look of wrath in Lana’s eyes, and he then felt
the fiery fury emanating from her; his smile disappeared and he started saying,
“What’s—”
SMACK!!!
Lana had slapped
Ron so hard across the face that he actually felt a tooth shake. He just stared
at her bewildered for a few minutes, then, trying to justify his action, though
in the back of his mind he realized it was wrong to just move in like that, he
said angrily, “hey, what happened to sharing everything?”
“Let me get one
thing clear right now,” Lana said slowly, but with such strength that Ron
couldn’t help but shut up and listen silently, “I don’t mind sharing all my
food or possessions with any of you, I do not mind that if one of us leaves
the—PRIVACY—of our own room and forget to cover up—” As she said this she
lifted a foot and placed it on a chair next to her, totally opening up her
pussy to Ron’s view, who could not help but notice a few drops of vaginal
juices leaking out, “—you enjoy the view. However, certain parts of my
body—NO—make that my entire body, and the bodies of my sisters are to remain
untouched unless I specifically give the okay. It is my personal property and
no one shares it without permission; is that understood?” She continued looking
deeply and angrily into Ron’s eyes, and, even though she had directed her
comments solely at him, John and Don knew she was talking to them too.
Ron, who might
normally be turned off by this type of reaction, didn’t understand why, rather
than going down, the bulge in his shorts seemed to be getting bigger and
bigger. He also didn’t understand why he couldn’t say anything to Lana, I mean
they knew these girls were perverted little bitches, the girls knew that they
(the boys) loved sex, it was only a matter of time before they really united; why
delay the inevitable? Rather than say any of this, all Ron could do was lower
his head and nod.
Lana looked over at
John and Don who both also quickly nodded their agreement. Lana, putting her
foot back on the ground, began to turn as if to leave, but suddenly, without
warning, she turned back toward Ron and putting her hands around the top of his
shorts, dropped to her knees, bringing Ron’s shorts down with her. She was now
staring at Ron’s freed, and very erect, one eyed monster; before Ron could react,
she swallowed it and began rimming the crown violently with her tongue. She was
focusing only on the head and crown, and avoided contact with any other part of
his penis. Ron couldn’t understand how the minimal attention she was giving him
could be driving him crazy, then suddenly, he felt her bite the head of his
cock and he (the master at holding off ejaculations) was cumming like crazy in
her mouth after less than a minute or two of contact. Not only was he cumming,
but he was cumming so hard that he lost all strength and using her mouth, Lana
pulled him to the floor by his penis. Lana had swallowed his entire load, one
of the most incredibly large loads he had ever released, and he hadn’t even
noticed her gulp. Lana stood, leaving him on his knees before her, and she
opened her cunt with her fingers, placing it right at his face.
“One taste slave,
only one taste, make it a good one!” She commanded.
Ron knew he had to
obey, and that he had to make sure it was perfect, if he ever hoped to get
another chance with her. He started from the very bottom, almost at her butt
hole, and dragged his tongue slowly, but surely, up, making sure he made
contact with everything, her outer lips, her inner lips, the inside, the
outside and finally butterflying her clit, to which
he then gave a soft bite. “Was that okay,” he asked sheepishly.
“For now,” she said
coldly. Turning to leave and finding Hannah standing naked behind her with a
shocked and almost betrayed look in her eyes. Nobody had seen Hannah enter, and
Lana suddenly felt a little guilty, remembering the girls’ pact to have
absolutely no sort of sexual contact with the boys until their plan for revenge
was completed.
“What are you doing
here,” Lana said rather harshly, the ‘Orgasm Queen’ still in full control of her.
Hannah, recognizing
immediately who she was talking to said, apologetically, “I’m sorry, I didn’t
mean to see anything, it’s just that I was going to go to Mom’s bathroom and
get some toilet paper. I just took a crap and realized too late that there is
no paper in our bathroom. I thought I heard something and just—I’m sorry…” she finished lamely, then, almost in tears
she looked at the boys and said, “you promised us, it was your idea, I mean—”
but she then lowered her head again and said, “I’m sorry, it’s not my place to
question you.”
“I haven’t broken
any promises,” Lana said strongly, “and you’re right, it wouldn’t be your place
to question me if I had. I’ve been insuring that some people understand that
certain properties of mine are off limits, unless I say otherwise.”
Looking back over
at Ron, who was still on his knees and looking sheepishly at them, Hannah
giggled and said, “I better find that paper.”
“Actually,” John
said, “there’s a small cabinet behind the toilet bowl in our bathroom. It’s
hard to see sometimes because it is built into the wall and has a sliding door.
It’s full of things like paper, soap, shampoo and toothpaste.”
“Oh, thanks,”
Hannah said, turning to go back upstairs.
“NO,” Lana said
again very strongly, “why don’t we get you cleaned up right here.” Everyone
looked worried as to what Lana might have in mind now, and as Hannah hesitated
slightly, Lana grabbed her by the arm and pulled her in front of where Ron was
still kneeling. Positioning Hannah’s backside to Ron, she pushed Hannah onto
her hands and knees, ass high in the air and legs wide apart saying, “CLEAN HER
NOW!”
Ron resisted
saying, “I’ll need paper.”
“No you won’t,”
Lana said furiously, “you know what to do slave, DO IT, AND DO IT GOOD!”
After only a moment
of enduring Lana’s fiery gaze, Ron turned his head back toward Hannah’s crap
covered ass and, sticking out his tongue, he began to lick the inner cheeks
clean until they shined. He then turned his attention directly to Hannah’s
dirty hole and the area surrounding it. John and Don looked on in shock as Ron,
whom they had in the past years seen bring at least a half-dozen girls to the
point of total submission, started to ream Hannah’s dirty little rosebud,
leaving it spotless.
“Don’t forget the
inside!” Lana said firmly as Ron was about to lift his head.
Returning to the
task, he began pushing his tongue into Hannah’s ass, swirling it around inside
her, taking the opportunity to really tongue fuck her ass for a while. When
Hannah showed signs of wanting to cum, Lana said, “that’s enough, I’m sure
you’ve learned by now—” Lana helped Hannah to her feet and sticking a finger in
Hannah’s pussy, swirled it around a few times, “—not to touch my property.” She
took her finger out of Hannah’s pussy and brought it to her lips where she
licked it as she finished saying, “Or you will suffer the consequences.”
She turned toward
the stairs saying, “Come on Hannah, I have some news for you and Ana, Ana
especially will love it.” Turning to the boys she said, once again cheerful and
excited, “we’ll see you in the garage in around half-an-hour.”
Hannah, staying
behind, lowered her head nervously and said to Lana, “If you please, now that
I’m clean, can I take a minute to fix myself a quick snack, please.”
Lana turned and
said, “Yeah, we should all have something. I saw some peanut butter and some
jelly in the counter before, grab a tray and bring them up with some bread and
a quart of milk. Don’t forget the glasses and the butter knives.”
“Yes my queen,”
Hannah said unconsciously, quickly turning to complete her orders.
As she finished
gathering everything from the cupboards and the refrigerator, remembering also
to grab some napkins as well, Hannah turned to see Ron, just then getting to
his feet. Lana had gone on ahead to their room.
Hannah walked over
to Ron and handed him a napkin saying, “thanks for the clean up, now maybe you
should do the same for your face.”
As Ron grabbed the
napkin she added with a jealous look that could not be mistaken, “so you
triggered the ‘Orgasm Queen’. I don’t know whether to congratulate you or feel
sorry for you.” As Ron looked into her eyes, clearly at a loss of understanding
about her statement, she continued, “Lana is truly the sweetest and nicest of
all of us, very caring and considerate, but she does have a dark side; everyone
does you know. The problem with the ‘orgasm queen’ is that people who trigger
her tend to end up very humbled, and at times humiliated.” Hannah giggled as she
added, “you should see what Ana turns into after an encounter with her.”
Leaning closer to Ron she whispered, “Have you ever seen somebody beg to be
allowed to stop cumming, pleading in tears because they just can’t take any
more joy?” The envy in Hannah’s voice was stronger than ever, as she said this.
Turning around, she headed toward the kitchen exit that led to the stairs, she
stopped suddenly, just before going through and turning she smiled saying, “the
strange thing is though, that as much as they’re humiliated, as much as their
humbled, as much as they end up hurt, when it’s all over, victims of the wrath
of the ‘Orgasm Queen’ can only dream of one thing, do you know what that is
Ron?”
Smiling back, and
somehow feeling an incredible connection with this girl, Ron said without a
doubt, “When their next encounter with her will be?”
Smiling once more,
Hannah was about to turn and leave when she heard the words, “You’ve Got Mail,”
coming from John’s pocket. John still dazed by everything that had happened,
even though it had not happened to him, automatically reached in his pocket and
flipping over the case of his Pocket PC pressed the express button that opened
the email program. He was unaware that Hannah was deeply studying his handheld,
and that in the two to three second delay between powering on and opening the
email program, Hannah was able to get a clear view of the currently open
program.
“Oh,” Hannah said
startled, and then to hide her surprised reaction quickly added, “Lana had told
me to hurry, I’ve taken far too much time, she won’t be pleased.” Turning, she
almost ran out of the exit and up the stairs.
After John returned
his Pocket PC to his shorts, (having confirmed that the mail was just from an
old friend, and required no immediate response), John looked at Ron, still
looking utterly bewildered and with shit on his face (literally). John turned
to Don and said jokingly, “Oh, oh Don, we better be careful, or else Lana may
have us all on dog collars soon. I mean, if she has this kind of effect on ‘the
Master’ imagine what she can do to us.”
“At least now we
know why she alone was worthy of supplying the secret ingredient,” Don said
laughing, “she is their leader”.
“Well, in
activities of this nature, anyway,” John said, remembering Lana’s comment that
Ana was leader in the musical activities part of their lives.
Looking and Ron,
Don noticed a look in his eyes he hadn’t seen in over six months, not since
losing his last loyal subject to an unexpected family move. Don remembered her
wanting to jump from a train to keep from being separated from her Master. Ron
had had to intervene giving her a direct commandment to go quietly with her
family and forget him forever. Don silently wondered now how it had worked out
for her, out loud he said, “Ron, are you okay?”
“So, she thinks she
can turn the Master into her own personal slave does she!” Ron said angrily.
John, realizing his
last comment had had an unpleasant reaction, tried to fix the situation by
saying, “Ron, it was just a joke, we know that what just happened here was a
fluke, she caught you off guard and to tell you the truth anybody caught off
guard by her would probably have done the same if not worse, so there is no
need to go schizo on us now.”
“What is wrong with
her? She’s dying for us to give her a good fucking, probably all at once. What
was Hannah saying about a promise or a deal; I’ll bet you anything it’s that
they wouldn’t let us touch them in the most ‘fun’ way. But why, what does she
get out of holding back?” Ron was getting more excited, and increasingly
angrier as he tried to analyze the situation.
“It’s really not
important Ron,” Don said calmly, “anyway; she never actually said we won’t get
what we want; if anything, she said it’s definitely coming, just when she says so.
She probably needs to feel in charge of it.”
“But why wait for
something she wants and can get now?” Ron puzzled.
“I think that’s
pretty obvious Ron,” John said smiling, “they want us to suffer. Well, Lana
does anyway, probably wants us all on our knees begging her to let us cum.”
“I don’t beg,” Ron
said, “I don’t follow orders, I do not let girls drag me around on a leash, and
I do not submit to humiliation!” He wiped some more shit off his face. “That
girl is going to be my next Melissa, my next Rosanne, my next Clarice, I
promise you that!”
John and Don were
really looking worried now. “Ron,” John said, “all those girls you mentioned
were helpless submissive ‘nut-jobs’ just waiting for someone to dominate them.
How many times did we have to stay up with you, trying to make you feel better
about yourself, after a night of putting one of them through hell?” John now
sounded a little angry himself, “seriously,” he continued, “how you managed to
end up with so many torture loving freaks in Junior High School still amazes
me.”
“That’s because I’m
the ‘Master’,” Ron said calmly, studying the shit covered napkin in his hand,
“and a master can always tell a true submissive when he sees one.”
“Well you didn’t
see one in Lana,” Don said, “believe me; you will never turn her into a Melissa
Watkins.”
“Who said anything
about turning Lana into a Melissa,” Ron questioned still closely studying the
crap covered napkin.
“If you’re looking
to dominate someone,” Don continued, “you should put your money on Ana, from
what Hannah says—”
“From what Hannah
says, Ana isn’t a true submissive. No, a true submissive never begs their
master to stop what they are doing, no matter how much it kills them. No,” Ron
said bringing the napkin to his nose and sniffing it, like a lion trying to get
the scent of his prey, “No, a true submissive knows to keep their mouth shut
while their master is in action, no matter what. If they do speak to their
masters, it will only be to apologize or to beg permission to do the most basic
things.”
“Like eat?” John
questioned, starting to follow Ron’s thoughts.
“It wasn’t
completely Lana’s idea to keep us from having sex,” Ron said in a surprise
shift of the conversation, “they made a promise to each other not to have sex
with us until a certain time. They’re up to something, and they are pissed at
us for some reason.”
John and Don looked
at Ron suspiciously and Don said, “and you know this because…”
“There’s only one
reason why three hot female lovers of sex would make a pack not to have sex
with three hot male lovers of sex.” Ron said coming to a conclusion.
“And that reason
is?” John questioned.
“You said it
yourself brother, to make us suffer. They want to punish us for something. The
only thing they can get from withholding the sex, they so much want, from us is
revenge.”
After thinking it
over a bit John said, “I have to admit brother, it makes sense, but what have
we done to them?”
“You know,” Don
said suddenly joining in on the hard thinking, “Lana was really stressing the
privacy of their own room; you don’t suppose that—”
“No way,” John said
as he pulled out his Pocket PC and opened it straight to the surveillance
program and a view of the girls’ room. He watched as Lana leaned over the
computer desk looking puzzled, as if searching for something.
“What is she
doing,” Ron asked, still looking at her with a bit of awe.
“Probably trying to
figure out how to turn it on,” John joked, “she might be queen of orgasms, but
I happen to know that Hannah is the computer and electronics queen among them.”
Noticing the tray on the bed and Ana next to it he added, “Hannah must be in
the bathroom finishing that clean-up.” As he giggled at the look on Ron’s face
he added, “Oh, see, here she comes now, and she’s explaining something to Lana.”
As they watched,
Lana stood up and walked over to the bed; she signaled her sisters to sit on
either side of her, opening her legs wide she placed the tray between her legs
as she spoke.
“Looks like she’s
about to fill them in on the possible band merger.” John said.
As Lana talked, she
opened the jar of peanut butter and using a knife began to spread some, not on
a piece of bread, but on her two breasts.
“See there,” John
said, “if they are mad at us, it can’t be because they know we’re secretly
watching them. Come on, let’s get to the studio, we can watch this on the
super-screen.”
Ron took one more
look at Lana and thought, “Don’t worry miss ‘Orgasm Queen’ the Master knows how
to get revenge too. And I’ll get my revenge on you by taking away one of your
most prized possessions,” and he then shifted his look to Hannah, by her side.
As Hannah entered
the girls’ room carrying her tray, she saw both Ana and Lana looking curiously
at the computer screen. Hannah had something important to say, but she had
suddenly gotten an immediate call of nature and, putting the tray on the bed,
flashed by without a word.
“I could have sworn
she was just in there,” Ana said, going over to the bed and sitting by the tray.
“Great,” Lana said,
“When I really need her, she doesn’t even look at me. I have got to find out
what that beeping is all about.”
“It only beeped for
like half-a-second,” Ana said.
“Yeah, but it’s the
second time I heard it. That’s what woke me up before. It’s like an alarm or
something, it must mean something.” Just then it began beeping again and Lana
bent over the monitor trying to figure out what the beeping meant. “Well,” Lana
said, “there’s no doubt it’s coming from the computer.”
Just then, Hannah
re-entered the room, in time to hear a final beeping, and said, “Oh, the spy
alert.”
“The what,” Lana
asked puzzled and Hannah came over to her and also bent over the desk.
“The spy alert;
it’s a small alarm I set up. It lets us know when a computer on the network
uses our room’s camera.” Since Lana was still looking puzzled Hannah added, “In
other words, it tells us when we are being watched.”
“Being watched,”
Lana said with a confused expression, “but they are still in the kitchen aren’t
they? Plus, it beeped like a minute or two before you came up, for like
half-a-second. Is there someone else watching us?”
“I don’t think so,”
Hannah said. “I caught a glimpse of John’s Pocket PC just before coming up, he
got an email alert and checked it, I’m sure I saw our room on it just before
the email program opened. That would have been around the time you say you
heard the first beep.”
“So they can not
only watch us from their room,” Lana said getting up and moving to the bed,
feeling a tingle of excitement, “but pretty much from anywhere in the house.
Hannah, pull up our room on the screen, then come sit next to me, I want to see
exactly what they’re seeing.”
Getting on the
center of the bed, she watched herself on the Plasma TV, and spreading her legs
wide, she made room for the tray. There wasn’t going to be much time for play,
they had to take a quick bath and get into their costumes if they wanted to
join the boys in the garage. “Ana, get on my other side,” Lana said. She had
never considered herself an exhibitionist, but she couldn’t deny that knowing
they were watching was getting her very hot and horny, and the thought of not
giving them a show worth watching, even a very short one, repulsed her.
“I have some news I
think you’re going to like.” Lana said, looking directly at Ana, but Hannah had
already heard in the kitchen that the news would be for all of them. “I’ll
prepare some sandwiches while I tell you, but, in the meantime,” she grabbed
the jar of peanut butter and the butter knife from the tray as she said this,
“the two of you can start eating.” She spread the peanut butter over her
breasts and pulled her sisters heads to them. Instantly, and unquestionably,
they started to suck and lick them clean, eating the peanut butter and her
boobs.
Lana began
preparing a few sandwiches and said, “There’s an all night party for kids our
age at the beach tonight. DON’T STOP, either of you!” Lana screamed this as she
sensed that Ana, in the excitement of hearing the news wanted to stop and look
up at her. Hannah, on the other hand, had never even dreamed of stopping what
she had been commanded to do. “You don’t need your mouths to hear what I have
to say. Now, not only will we be going to this party with the boys, we have a
chance to perform and really let ourselves be known.”
Without stopping
her feasting, this time, Ana looked up, locking eyes with Lana, giving her a
questioning glance. Just then they heard another series of beeps and Lana said,
“Weren’t they watching us?”
Hannah looked up at
the screen and saw a number three in the top right corner of the screen. Almost
instantly it reduced to the number two. Having completely cleaned Lana’s boob,
Hannah reached for a sandwich and took the opportunity to speak, “You see that
number 2 on the top corner of the screen?” Lana gave a small nod and Hannah
went on, “It’s another little thing I added, only we can see it, it tells us
how many computers are using the camera in front of us. A moment ago it was at
3. One is our computer and another was John’s Pocket PC, I don’t know what the
other was, but there was a third one for a moment.”
“They’re in the
garage now,” Lana said, “it’s where we are supposed to meet them when we’re
ready. Is it possible for them to be watching us from a computer in there?”
“Probably,” Hannah
said, “this whole area around our house, garage included, is probably one giant
hot zone. But why do they want us to meet them in the garage?”
“Because they have
a musical band, and we’ll be singing with them.” Lana said.
Unable to hold the
shock of excitement at this news, Ana released the nipple she had been nibbling
on to say, “they have a band!”
Lana shot her an
angry glance and grabbing the jar of jelly told Hannah, “Get this tray out of
the way.” As Hannah instantly complied, Lana spread her legs even wider and
spreading jelly all over her groin area, including inside her twat she said,
“Ana, now that you’ve had some peanut butter, don’t forget the jelly. Be quick,
but be thorough, we need to take a quick bath and get into our costumes. Since
we’ll be at the beach, we can use the swimsuit version.”
Ana bent down and
instantly began licking up the jelly. Letting her tongue work deep into Lana’s
pussy, Ana savored both the sweet taste of the Jelly and the even sweeter taste
of her sister.
After the girls had
finished taking a quick bath, they returned to their room; the sound of a beep
followed them in, and looking up at the screen, they saw the number 1 in the
corner suddenly change to a 2 and Hannah said, “they must have been using the
bathroom camera while we were in there.”
Quickly going to
the closet and digging out their costumes, they put them on. They then
minimized the surveillance program window on their computer and put the system
in hibernation.
“We don’t want
anyone walking in and seeing anything they shouldn’t,” Hannah said.
“Actually, I think
if the upstairs maid comes in, she’ll be too horrified by that peanut butter
and jelly covered blanket to notice much else,” Lana said, “we better get it in
the linen hamper before going.”
Having taken care of
this final task, they prepared to step out when Lana suddenly said, “Don’t
forget the song book, Ana and remember, once there, you are our leader.” Ana
looked at Lana with a big smile and she grabbed a book that lay on the end
table.
In the garage, Ron
said from the front of the 75 inch Plasma TV screen he’d been watching,
“they’re on their way, you better shut down quick.”
John instantly
powered down the computer at which he was sitting; Ron turned off the screen
just as he heard some noise in the garage.
“This garage looks
pretty big from the outside, how is it that there is only room for one car,”
Ana asked.
“I expect the rest
of the garage is behind that door,” Hannah said walking to a single door on the
back wall.
“Come on,” Lana
said, “they said to just walk in.”
As the girls
entered the studio, Ron looked them over and said, “Cool costumes, where’d you
get them?” He looked over the apparently completely leather costumes. They were
sort of shaped like full body swim suits; they also had on long leather gloves
and tall leather boots that sort of hugged their legs to just below the knees.
As the girls stood side by side, he couldn’t help laughing as he realized that
there were large diagonal cut outs in front of each of their suits; the two diagonal
cut-outs began just below each breast and moved across to just above the groin
area, together the two cut-outs formed a large “X” that intersected at each of
the girls clearly visible belly buttons.
“Mom designed these
for us herself,” Ana said proudly.
“What do you do if
you have to go to the bathroom,” John asked curiously, noticing that though the
suits were pretty low cut on top, there didn’t appear to be any way to get to
the bottom area other than completely removing the entire suit.
Smiling, Lana
reached behind her and the boys heard what sounded like a Velcro patch being
separated, Lana then put her hand just above her groin area and pulled forward
completely separating the bottom of the suit revealing her naked pussy; she
then turned and bent to show off her naked asshole and give an even better view
of her now open cunt. Lana presented the separated portion of her costume to
John for a closer inspection.
John took it and
showed great interest in something he saw on the inside area. It seemed to be a
rubber, suspiciously phallic shaped object on a hinge that could either lay
flat against the puffy leather material, or stand completely perpendicular to
it. On still closer inspection, he noticed what looked like a switch, on the
end that remained against the material in the standing position. Giving the
switch a flick, John almost dropped the entire thing when it began to vibrate.
“Please tell me you
don’t use this while singing,” John said, “the moaning could definitely throw
the song off key.”
Grabbing it back,
turning it off, and repositioning the vibrator in the parallel, non-active
position, Lana reattached it to the rest of her costume saying, “Don’t be
silly, that’s just to keep a person calm between songs. I’m sure you know that
singing in front of a large audience can be unnerving.”
“Did you say Mom
designed these,” Don asked a little unbelieving.
“Yeah,” Ana said,
“she’s pretty cool when it comes to this kind of stuff.” Then, seeing the
surprised look in the boys’ eyes Ana quickly added, “designing clothes I
meant.” Then, on a second thought added, “And probably what you were thinking
too.”
“Are those lights
boarding the ‘X’ cutout,” Ron asked, taking another good look at the costumes
himself.
“Yeah,” watch this
Ana said, pressing on an area between her boobs. The other girls did the same
and the lights around the ‘X’ started to flash on and off. Standing side by
side, it was like a sign that flashed ‘XXX’. Stopping the demonstration Ana
said, “Enough about our costumes; show us what you have to offer and let’s
start singing.”
The boys led the
girls deeper into the studio, which truly was large for being in the back room
of a garage, and the girls took instant note of the giant screen TV against the
back wall, as well as a wire that connected to the computer on the desk under
it.
Noticing their
looks of interest, John said, “Any DVD movie can be watched on the big screen
there, as well as movies downloaded in any file format.”
The girls next took
note of very large sofa in the middle of the room facing the screen, and the
two love seats on either side of it, facing each other. All of which, the girls
were sure, could be converter to very nice sized beds.
Again John seemed
to read their thoughts and said, “We take our music seriously, sometimes we
practice so late, we just camp out here.”
Looking at the very
corner of another wall, the girls saw a full drum set, a keyboard organ and a
base guitar. There were also several speakers and microphones on stands.
“We set everything up
so we can start practicing immediately,” Ron said, adding, “Did you bring that
song list?”
Ana passed the
songbook to Ron, who, after flipping through several pages stated, “This is
good, we play almost all these songs. Now let’s try a few and hear you sing.”
After an hour of
what all involved agreed was an awesome practice, they all sat at the sofa to
rest a while before going in to eat a quick dinner and pack-up the instruments
and equipment for transfer.
“How, exactly, do
we get all this down there,” Lana asked.
“We have a trailer
that it all fits in nicely. Usually we would attach it to the car, but since
we’re only going three blocks, we can push it there manually.” John replied.
“I can’t wait for
them to hear us tonight,” Ron said. “Love Times Three
is so going to rule this town!”
The boys noticed
the girls stiffen at this statement and they said, “What’s wrong?”
“What do you mean,
‘Love Times Three’ will rule this town,” Ana asked angrily, “Our name is
‘Triplet X’.”
“It’s our
instruments that will be playing,” Don said.
“But it’s our
voices that will be heard,” Hannah countered.
Lana, deciding to
break off the argument said, to the boys, “This is not ‘Love Times Three’.” Then, turning quickly to Hannah and Ana before the
boys could answer said, “and I’m sorry girls, but it is not ‘Triplet X’ either.
This is a new band, and as such, should have a new name.”
Everyone around
looked a little sour, but slowly nodded their agreement. They then began trying
to think of a name.
“Whatever the name
is,” Ana said, “it should really have an ‘X’ in it. It’s what justifies the X’s
on our costumes.”
“But all our
instruments and playing shirts say, ‘LOVE’,” Ron pointed out.
“How about ‘
“We’re waiting for
the okay from your master before reaching that point in our relationship,” Ron
said coldly. Then, noticing the cold stare from Lana add,
“I don’t think the family name should be in it, family bands went out with the Jacksons, the Osmonds and the
Partridge Family.”
“Who are all of
them,” Hannah asked puzzled.
“I rest my case,”
Ron said with a smile.
“What about ‘Love
Times Six’,” Don suggested. “The ‘X’ can represent a
multiplication sign.”
“It’s not fair if the
new name is pretty much just the present name of you band with a different
number,” Ana argued. “I mean what if I suggested we be ‘Triplet X Love’?”
“THAT’S IT,” Ron
said suddenly, “It’s perfect; we can be ‘Triplet X
Love Times Two’.”
“Times Two,” Ana questioned
dubiously.
“Yeah,” Ron said,
“What do you get when you multiply a set of triplets by 2; don’t you get six
wild kids? Anyway, we are double what was in either
‘Triplet X’ or ‘Love Times Three’.”
“Triplet X Love
Times Two,” Lana said, letting the name roll off her
tongue, then, with a smile she said, “I like it!”
“Well,” Ron said,
“I guess that settles it, the Queen has spoken; look out world, here comes
‘Triplet X Love Times Two’!”
Chapter Thirteen –
Lifestyles of the Young and Perverse
“So, what’s wrong?”
Josie asked as she noticed the look of worry on Laura’s face.
They were back on
the sun deck of the yacht and were sitting across from each other, enjoying the
calm sea air and the last of the day’s sun.
“What do you mean?”
Laura asked sitting up from her reclined position to look straight at Josie; as
she did, her naked breasts swung slightly back and forth, though for the most
part, they stood firm before her.
“I mean, that you
are worried about something, and it’s keeping you from talking to your husband.
Believe me when I tell you it is never good when you can’t say what you want
to. It’s definitely not a way to start a marriage.” Then she added with a
concerned and knowledgeable look that made Laura believe Josie was speaking
from experience, “I know!”
Though Laura wanted
to hear the woman’s experience, and especially, how she obviously survived it,
she was more concerned with something else at the moment, “how do you know Stan
and I haven’t been talking?”
“I was with you two
in the galley, remember? Both at lunch and at the snack you had just
half-an-hour ago. Not only do you not talk to each other, you both constantly
avoid looking each other in the eyes; Henry and I were like that once.”
“Well, we’ve spent
most of our time in our cabin,” Laura said defensively, “how do you know we
don’t talk there?” Laura stopped looking Josie in the face as she said this,
and dropped her eyes instead to Josie’s almost totally bald pussy. Josie was
sitting Indian style on the lounge chair and this had the tendency to open her
to her fullest, Laura saw the liquid pooling there, and unconsciously licked
her lips, desiring so much to have a drink, she was really starting to miss her
girls.
“I spend most of my
time aboard reading in my cabin,” Josie said, lying without missing a beat,
“you know the cabin next to yours. I doubt the one word imperatives I’ve heard
shouted through the wall all of last night and most of today were part of
everyday conversation.”
Josie had said this
with a smile in her eyes and such a mischievous grin, that Laura couldn’t help
smiling, and then actually breaking out into laughter. The first time she’d
truly laughed since the wedding. She couldn’t help but trust this gorgeous,
naked red-head in front of her.
Becoming a bit
serious, yet much calmer, (laughter truly has an incredible healing power)
Laura said, “You were saying that Henry and you were having a problem
communicating once?”
“Yeah, a stupid
block in our relationship, caused by ridiculous suspicions neither of us wanted
to voice out loud. It actually started with a demotion he had received when the
company he was working at during the beginning of our marriage started
down-sizing. Henry couldn’t bring himself to tell me he’d be working for almost
half what he’d been earning to that point, and his manner changed somewhat. He
couldn’t talk to me or look me directly in the eye, and when he started giving
me less money than usual for personal things, I started wondering if he was
possibly giving the rest of the money to someone else.”
“You thought he was
having an affair,” Laura said shocked.
“That’s what
happens when you can’t say what’s really happening; you start thinking the
wrong things. My attitude toward Henry changed dramatically, especially in bed;
I couldn’t perform properly wondering who else he might be sleeping with. He
noticed my sudden lack of enthusiasm for him in bed, and knowing that I loved
sex more than anything, he started thinking that possibly I wasn’t receptive to
him because I was satisfying my much loved needs somewhere else.”
“You’re kidding,”
Laura said, “so you were thinking he might be having an affair, and he was
thinking you might be having one, and you just couldn’t ask each other what was
wrong?”
“Needless to say it
almost destroyed our marriage.”
“How did you
survive,” Laura asked, almost begging to know the secret.
“Martin and Kim, a
couple we had recently met, noticed the change in our attitude and decided to
butt in. Kim talked to me, and Martin talked with
Henry. The idea was that if we couldn’t talk to each other, maybe we could talk
to them, with the understanding that they would then share our stories with no
one but each other. It turned out to be quite easy to talk to Kim, I mean we
all want to say what is on our mind, it is just that sometimes the people
closest to us (like a spouse or kids) are not the easiest to talk to. I was
dying to talk; I just couldn’t talk to Henry. Henry also found it very simple
to talk to and confide his suspicions to Martin. Once Martin and Kim talked
over what they had learned from us, and realized we were both suffering from
the same false suspicions, they helped Henry and me to talk to each other.
Then, when it was all over they showed us a way to prevent such false ideas of
infidelity from ever getting in the way of our marriage again.”
“Well how did they
do that?” Laura asked almost astonished.
“Oh,” Josie said,
stretching her legs and lying back in the lounge chair, closing her eyes, “they
simply convinced us to have sex with them.”
Josie said this in
such a ‘matter-a-fact, something that happens every day’ way, that Laura was
left staring at her with her mouth open. Josie didn’t say any more to
elaborate, and Laura had, in fact, even thought she’d fallen asleep until she
re-opened her eyes for a moment to look at the sun set over the sea.
Laura, curious and
desperate to hear more said, “What do you mean they convinced you to have sex
with them? How could that possibly help?”
“They showed us the
statistics and facts that prove that fear of, or suspicion of infidelity is the
leading cause of divorces, not only in the
“So you and Henry
have been ‘swingers’ now for a long time?”
“Three years,”
Josie said proudly.
“And it really
works,” Laura said amazed, “being able to have sex with people other than one
another?”
“Absolutely, and
you wouldn’t believe the incredible number of people who share our beliefs; and
I’m talking about people from all walks of life, doctors, lawyers, politicians,
teachers, taxi drivers, garbage men, etc. We’ve actually found, that the
closest knit families are the ones where, not only the husband and wife, but
also the children, share in the experience too.”
Laura almost
dropped a glass she was using to sip a piña colada, “Their children,” she said
aloud, “you mean, there are people out there that, well that do it, with their
own children?” Laura was trying to sound outraged, but she couldn’t quite hide
the excitement in her eyes as she thought that maybe her family wasn’t quite as
‘eccentric’ as she had previously believed.
“Oh dear,” this is
the 21st century, denial of the existence of incest died with the
middle ages. It has long been proven that nothing forms a closer bond in the
family than regular sexual intimacy.”
“Yes,” Laura said suddenly,
“that’s exactly what I’ve been thinking, a close bond; you wouldn’t believe how
incredibly close and strong. A bond that just can’t be broken because you add
new members to the family; what you do with new family members is let them
become part of the existing bond: but how, how do you explain that to the new
family members?”
Laura was looking
totally stressed as she semi-confessed her predicament to Josie. Josie, on the
other hand, was the one now wearing a look of surprise. It looked like getting
Laura to accept her life style was not going to be as much of a problem as she
thought, just getting her to accept that she already lived it.
Stan, in the
meantime, was in the control room with Henry as he steered the yacht. “This is
great,” Stan said, “one day I am definitely buying a yacht of my own. Thanks
for letting me steer for a while.”
“No problem,” Henry
said smiling, his long dick (even when non-erect) swinging back and forth
between his legs, as he moved with the steering wheel. “As long as you didn’t
crash the boat, no one is in trouble.”
As Stan watched the
pendulum motion of Henry’s cock with an almost hypnotized gaze, his own
couldn’t help but spring to life. An action that did not go unnoticed by Henry,
who, smiling said, “Josie told me that you and your wife had initially ignored
reading the contract’s fine print, I hope you aren’t feeling any discomfort.”
“Believe it or
not,” Stan said, “it suddenly feels just like home, at least the home I’ve had
up to now. With a wife, three teenage daughters, and a new servant, a lot of
things may have to change.” Stan said this so gloomily that Henry seriously
felt sorry for him.
“Is that what
you’ve been avoiding telling your new wife, that you don’t want to change your
lifestyle? You shouldn’t have to, you know.”
“Yeah,” Stan said
with a defiant, THAT’S RIGHT attitude, but then lowered his head and said, “but
she shouldn’t have to either.”
“Well,” Henry said,
“that’s were the art of compromising comes in: unfortunately, compromising only
comes after clearly outlining both sides of a situation.” Henry was saying this
in a humorous way, but it was obvious he was trying to make a point that was
dead serious.
“Where’s the
compromise in the lifestyle I lead at home and the lifestyle she must’ve lead?”
Stan was very pensive as he thought this out loud, then, he noticed the
confused look on Henry’s face and he said, “What’s wrong?”
“What do you mean,
‘the lifestyle she must’ve lead’ don’t you know for sure what sort of life your
wife lead?”
“Well,” Stan said,
“I’d never really been over to her old house.”
“In one year of
almost daily dating you never once visited her house?”
“She never invited
me, and anyway, I never invited her over to my place, I wasn’t ready for her to
see how I lived. We got along fine outside the houses, and after six months we
started going out from time to time with the kids; so they could get to know
each other.”
“But never in each
others houses,” Henry repeated suspiciously, then asked, “didn’t you spend the
night together, at least once, before the wedding?”
“Of course we did,”
Stan said, lost as to why Henry seemed so perplexed. “At least twice a month
we’d escape to a nice motel or a B&B. Laura insisted on alternating the
payments; I’d pay for one get-away, and she’d pay for the other. Why do you
look so puzzled?”
“You never found it
odd that she would rather pay extra to stay at a motel than bring you to her
house to spend the night?”
“Well no, like I
said, I never brought her over to my house.”
“Yeah,” Henry said
slyly, “you also told me your reason was so she wouldn’t find out the type of
lifestyle you lead…” then, after a small pause in which he led these words sink in to Stan, he asked, “what was her reason?”
Shocked by the
question, Stan opened his mouth to answer, but found himself at a loss for
words, he thought back at the few times over the past year when he had hinted
visiting Laura’s house, how she always seemed to have a ready made excuse to
keep him out (just like he did, actually, when she made similar hints about
visiting him), “Well,” Stan continued, “her reason was because—well because,”
as he just could not think why at the moment, he said the only thing that made
sense to him, “because she didn’t want me to see the kind of lifestyle she was
leading?”
“Hmmm,” Henry said
in deep thought, “you know, maybe the next time you and your wife are in bed,
you should bring up the subject of lifestyles, I’ve a feeling the two of you
may have a lot more room to compromise than you can even imagine.”
“You know,” Stan
said, suddenly wondering just how different his and Laura’s lives were, “maybe
I should.”
Chapter Fourteen – Triplet X
Love Times Two
When the kids
finished their rehearsal, they entered the house to find that Amy was not only finally
awake, but that she had a four course meal waiting for them.
“It’s your first
official dinner as brothers and sisters and it should be something special,”
Amy said as she finished setting the large dining room table around which 12
people could comfortably sit.
“So what are we
having,” Ron asked expectantly, “some lobster, ham, or roast duck?”
“The main course is
meatloaf and potatoes,” Amy said grinning.
“Meatloaf and
potatoes,” they all questioned, a little disappointed.
“Well, what’s
special about that,” Lana asked making a face.
“What’s special,”
Amy said, bringing in the first course (a lovely garden salad), “is that you’re
all sharing it with three new brethren.”
As Amy said this,
she smiled at Lana, who, smiling back said, “Yeah, that is special, isn’t it?”
“Damn,” Don said
suddenly as he grabbed his salad.”
“What’s wrong,”
Hannah asked.
“Just French, or
Ranch, and no time to make our own,” he said, holding up the bottles of salad
dressing.
They all laughed at
this and began having a very enjoyable dinner.
After the plates
from the final course had been cleared away, the kids told Amy and Pietro they
needed to talk to them, and could they join them in the family room.
“Okay,” Amy said
after a few minutes of staring at the kids and they’re not speaking, “so what
do you want to talk to us about?”
“Umm,” John said, “umm—do you like the girls’ costumes,” he asked lamely.”
“Like ‘em,” Amy said, “I want to rip them off and try them out
myself, they’re amazing!” She then added, somewhat unconvincingly, “the clothes
I mean. By the way girls, you sound amazing too. I could hear you practicing.”
“Well, thanks Amy,”
Ana said proudly.
“But,” Pietro then
said, speaking for the first time, “I get the feeling that there is something
else you want to tell us.”
“Yeah, well—” Ron
began.
“The truth is—” Ana
started slowly, and then rather quickly said, “well
the truth is we’ve formed a new band, ‘Triplet X Love Times Two’!”
“And triple X love
it is,” Amy said, almost hopefully.
“No,” Lana said
giggling, “not ‘triple X’, ‘Triplet X’.”
“It looks triple X
to me,” Amy said tauntingly as she gave the girls costumes another inspection.
“Look Amy,” John
finally said, “the thing is that we have our first gig tonight at an all night
beach party for High School students.”
“We’ll be able to
meet kids our own age and make a name for ourselves all at once,” Ana added.
“And all you need
from us,” Amy said, looking over at Pietro, “is the permission to go.”
“Well the two of
you are sort of in charge you know,” Ana confessed.
“Sounds fine with
me,” Amy said, “let’s get down there.”
“Umm, it’s sort of
no parents or adults allowed,” Ron said nervously.
“Oh, I assure you,
neither Pietro nor I are parents, yet, as for being adult, have I ever looked
or acted like an adult? As for Pietro here, he’s not an adult either, he’s the
extra help you will need to quickly pack up all of your equipment and drag it
three blocks to the beach.” Amy said all this with an air of humor, but there
was nothing funny about the stern look she was giving all of them.
“There is
absolutely no way you are going to let us go to this party alone, is there,”
Lana said frowning a bit.
“And tell your
parents that what we did on your second night in a new and unknown town, where
we know no one and no one knows us, was to send you to an all night beach party
alone? Umm—I think the answer to that is, NO WAY! Anyway, I wouldn’t miss your
first ‘gig’ together for the world. Now, enough talking, we’ve got some packing
to do.
An hour later, they
set off for the beach, together, Pietro and the boys pushing and pulling the
trailer filled with all their equipment; this included not only the
instruments, speakers and mikes, but also some stage lights that could be
mounted on stands, should extra lighting be required. The girls were pushing a
second cart which was full of such things as, six sleeping bags, an additional
tent (somewhat smaller than the one they had waiting for them), and ice box
full of ice, and a portable barbecue, Amy had also placed a large bag in it, but
she hadn’t mentioned what was in it.
Amy herself was in
the rear, she was carrying two shopping bags with things she had purchased as
they passed the 24 hour supermarket, these included such things as: a bag of
coal, lighter fluid, a box of hamburgers, a box of hot dogs, as well as one of
sausages for the morning. There were also some extra necessities such as:
hamburger and hot dog buns, ketchup, mustard, and of course two cases of soda.
The kids reminded
Amy that they had just eaten a four course meal, but Amy reminded them that if
they were going to spend the next 24 hours or more on the beach, there was a
good chance they would get hungry again before they left.
One block from
where the public beach would start, Lana noticed the giant stone wall that seemed
to cover a whole block of the beach, not letting anyone see beyond it. “Why is
this part of the beach walled off,” she asked curiously.
“I’m not really
sure,” Ron said, “I haven’t had a chance to investigate it. I heard something
about a private beach where no one under 18 is allowed; that’s probably it,
since once we get to the open beach we can walk on it completely. It’s like 15
blocks from one side to another, and curves to eventually go around this street
and up the adjacent one.”
“Wow,” Ana, who had
always loved the beach said, “what a great place to live, beaches all around.”
They found their
tent, right where the boys had put it up the second time around. Katrina and Jason Wilson were lying it, they seemed suspiciously
out of breath for, as they stated, having just been catching a nap.
“Wow, John,” Jason
said, his eyes nearly popping from his head, “are these your sisters?”
Ron made the formal
introduction, pointing out the letters on the corner left side of the girls’
costumes, as well as on their necklaces (which were clearly visible due to the
extra-short cut of their costumes). Ron also introduced Amy (as a friend) and
Pietro as the butler (he explained how he was there to help with the equipment
delivery and setup).
When Katrina and
Jason let slip that they were only in Junior High School, Lana said, “I thought
that pre-High School students weren’t coming to the party?”
“They’re not,”
Katrina said a little mournful, “but every year one of the local families is
chosen to be in charge of party, this year we got the job. Debbie, especially,
is in charge of the entertainment, and since we’re helping her get everything
ready, we have special permission to stay through the whole thing.”
“Well,” Lana said,
realizing that her outburst was a bit rude, “I’m glad for that.”
Suddenly, as if out
of nowhere, someone rushed over and started hugging the boys as if they were
her salvation. The girls were shocked, when this person turned to them and
started hugging them too.
Getting a good look
at who was hugging her, Lana saw that it was a very beautiful young brunette,
and from her red, swollen eyes, she had obviously been crying.
“Debbie,” John
said, “is everything all right?”
“No,” Debbie said, almost
breaking out into tears again, “I mean—yes, yes everything is all right, now
that you’re here. We had a problem, but with you here, it’s not a problem any
more.”
“You didn’t have
any difficulty adding us to the program so late, I hope,” Ron said a bit
confused.
“No,” Debbie said,
“nothing like that, I mean, I’m in charge of getting the bands, I can add
anyone I want; which is why my career in High School was almost over before I
ever started my first year.” When everyone threw her a puzzled look she explained,
“both of the live bands that were scheduled to go on tonight had to cancel on
me at the last minute: one band got arrested on the way over here for DUI, as
well as possession of drugs, the way I here it, they can’t be bailed out until
at least tomorrow afternoon; the other band had one of their key musicians and
their lead singer come down with measles, the rest of the band is currently in
quarantine.”
“Wait a minute,”
Ana said suddenly, “are you saying that we are not only on the entertainment list,
but that we are the only entertainment for this all night party?”
“No, no, as you can
hear, we have our DJ, and he has plenty of music, but you are the only live
entertainment, and my heroes. I was in tears thinking what it would be like in
school this year when, as the person in charge of entertainment, I failed to
produce a band here tonight. Then, someone mentioned that they had just seen
the most awesome looking band arrive and head this way, and I knew it had to be
you.”
Lana looked
worriedly at the boys and said, “This isn’t fair.”
“What’s wrong,”
John asked, “we can handle it, we’ll just divide the songs into sets of maybe
two or three at a time, with the DJ and his records giving us say a good
half-hour at least between sets.”
“I don’t think Lana
is talking about the load of work,” Ana said, “I think she’s talking about the
pressure.”
“What are you
talking about,” Don asked.
“Don’t you see,”
Hannah explained, “being an extra last minute band providing good relief for
the actual bands is one thing, but to be the only live band, it sort of puts a
bit of extra pressure on us to be more than good, more than fantastic even, we
have to be awesome!”
“And—” Ana
continued, “Though, after only one hour of ever having practiced together, I
can truly guarantee that we are—FANTASTIC—I can’t guarantee that we
are—AWESOME.”
“But you will be,”
Debbie said, “I know you will, and anyway, I’ll explain, when I introduce you,
how you have accepted the challenge of filling in at such a late hour, when our
entire night could have been lost. That should alleviate some pressure by
having everyone appreciate the fact that we have a band at all.”
The boys looked at
the girls who, after talking among themselves said, “Okay, start setting up the
equipment, but give us 15 to 20 minutes alone in the tent to calm our nerves a
bit.”
The boys nodded at
them, smiling as they knew what the girls intended to do.
Instantly the girls
walked into the tent and zipping it up, ripped off the Velcro pads in their
costume’s groin sections; quickly positioning the vibrator in the active
position, so that it easily slipped into their cunts when reattached, they
switched the vibrators on and tightened the Velcro pads again.
After only a
minute, the girls, who had as yet not spoken, felt much calmer.
“I feel so much
better,” Lana said, “who needs tranquilizers and drugs when their bodies
provide the most powerful calming agent known to man? I wish we could play with
these on,” as she said this she let out a low moan.
Ana giggled and
said, “I think John was right, the moaning would definitely throw our songs
off,” she then let out a low moan herself.
After 15 minutes,
in which they had all cum and taken the liberty to thoroughly clean each other
up, the girls returned their costumes to normal mode and stepped out of the
tent. They found that Amy had just unpacked the second tent and was starting to
put it up.
“Need some help,”
Lana asked.
“No, thanks, I have
all night to put this up; you three, on the other hand, have only a few minutes
to join your brothers on the other side of the beach. From what I understand,
they’ve set up a stage down there.”
“I thought you
wanted to see us perform,” Lana said.
“You’ll be
performing throughout the night,” Amy said, “believe me; I’ll get to see you. I
just want to get everything here organized first; besides, Pietro won the draw.”
“What draw,” Ana
asked.
“Well, someone
should really stay here at camp at all times, and we drew straws to see who got
to watch your first set, he won. Now go you three, they’re waiting.”
The girls followed
the sound of the music they had been hearing since they arrived, as they got
closer to the source of the music, and could hear it much louder, they started to
make out the comments of the DJ, as well as the screams of what must have been
hundreds of people. They almost fainted, when, rounding a large rock formation,
they caught sight of the backs of the crowd, all looking up at a mostly
darkened raised stage.
“Hey,” Ana said,
“we forgot our bathing suits.” She said this as she noticed the majority of the
crowd in swim trunks and bikinis.
“I doubt we’ll be
doing much swimming tonight.” Hannah said.
“But I bet we get
some diving in before the night is over,” Lana said, looking at the collection
of butt floss bikinied students before them.
“Well let’s get
some singing done first,” said Ana, “that’s if we can find a way through this
crowd and up onto that stage.”
“Hey, you there,”
they heard someone call behind them, “we were on our way to fetch you. Come on,
we’re all set up.”
Turning, and seeing
the boys, Lana said, “where did you come from?”
“There’s a path
around these rocks that circles around and comes out right on the stage.” Ron
explained. “Let’s hurry, we need to talk about the introduction and first set
of songs.” Then, smiling, Ron added, “So are you three ‘relaxed’?”
“For now,” Lana
said smiling back.
On the way up to
the stage, the boys filled the girls in on everything they had agreed with
Debbie, including: a special hello message of theirs to the community, their
positions on stage, and the three songs they’d chosen for their first set.
Once on the stage
itself, they quickly took their places. Don at the drums, John at the keyboard
and Ron grabbing his base guitar; the girls stood in the center of the stage
with their backs to the crowd. Since the only current lighting was focused on
the DJ’s podium in the right corner, they were able to do all this without
attracting much attention. Once in starting positions, Ron gave a small nod to
Debbie, who had been attentively waiting for the agreed signal, she, in turn,
signaled the DJ that she would be taking over after the current record was
finished. When the song ended, he cut the power to his equipment and walking
backward, blended into the unlit night.
Debbie walked over
to the podium the DJ had just abandoned and speaking in the mike said, “As many
of you know, the two previously scheduled bands both met unfortunate
circumstances tonight, and will not be able to be with us, however, they always
say that the show must go on, and we are very fortunate tonight to be joined by
a group that in this late hour has offered to take on the responsibility of
providing you with the entertainment you came here for tonight. Without further
delay; singing the first of 5 sets of songs between now and
As the crowd
applauded, the light focused on the podium turned off, and lights focused on
Don, John and Ron turned on as they began playing the musical introduction to
the song ‘Supergirl’.
Then Ana, as lead voice started singing, Lana and Hannah could then be
heard backing her up. The girls could not actually be seen yet, no light was
focused on them; when they mentioned the words, “I am Supergirl”,
Ana, in the middle of the three turned around and, touching the area between
her breasts that powered the lights around the ‘X’ cutout in her costume,
turned on the lights. Lana, on her right, turned around at the next mention of
the words, “I am Supergirl”, and did the same with
the lights on her costume. Finally, at the third mention of the phrase, Hannah
also turned and activated her lights, leaving a blinking ‘XXX’ on the stage for
a minute before a light finally focused on the still singing girls, the crowd
was wild at the sight and the sound of them, by the end of the set, which
included two more songs, “American Pie” and “I Love Rock And Roll”, ‘Triplet X
Love Times Two’ had a pretty big fan club in their own neighborhood.
“We thank the group
for that—AWESOME—first set.” Debbie announced as the lights focused on the
group members all turned off to be replaced by the light focused on the podium.
She had to wait a few minutes for the cheering and applause to die down before
she was able to continue, “they’ll be back in around
half-an-hour with their second set. In the meantime, we return you to our DJ of
the night, ‘Music Max’!”
As the DJ took over
and instantly began playing a song, Debbie went over to the
“Thanks, Debbie,”
Lana said.
“You’re thanking me?
How can I ever repay you for saving my reputation tonight?”
“We could probably
think of a few ways,” John said smiling, “but for now, I’d appreciate it if you
told us how to get out of here without getting mobbed.”
“Come on,” Debbie
said, leading them in an opposite direction from the one that they had used to
get on stage, “This other path doesn’t go anywhere near the crowd and
eventually curbs completely around them and right back to where you have your
tents. When you come back later, you can use it. I’ll see you then; I have to
get back to the stage, thanks again.”
Once alone, the
kids began to talk about their successful debut, “Can you imagine if we’d had
time to really plan and rehearse better?” Ana asked excitedly.
“Well, we might
have been able to teach you one or two or our original songs,” Ron said, “but I
doubt we would have done as well.”
“What do you mean,”
Hannah said.
“I think what Ron
means,” Don said, “is that a good part of our success probably came from a lot of
adrenaline caused by the fact that we didn’t have the faintest idea what to do.”
“So true,” agreed
Lana, “Well, at least they know we can sing now, so when we suck at our next
set, they’ll at least have the memory of this first one.”
“I don’t think we will
in any way suck,” Don said as they emerged from the beach path onto a clearing
that led directly to their tent. Then on better reflection added, “well I hope
we’ll eventually suck in one way, but don’t worry Lana, I know we have to wait
for that.” They could see Pietro approaching from an opposite path.
When Lana saw
Pietro she said, “That’s not a bad idea, I can use a snack.” And she went
running to meet Pietro. Amy, who was setting up the sleeping bags in the giant
tent saw them and waved. Lana gave a quick wave back and, grabbing Pietro
dragged him into the smaller tent and zipped it up.
As the rest reached
the big tent, Amy smiled and said, “I could hear you fine, you sounded great!”
The boys whispered
something to each other and then Don and John went in the big tent with Amy,
zipping it up, leaving Ron, Hannah and Ana outside.
“Well, what are we
suppose to do,” Hannah asked.
“Well, I don’t know
about you two, but I’m going to work on the songs for the next set,” Ana said.
“Without us,” Ron
said, meaning of course a representative from the boys.
“You boys prepared
the entire first set without us,” Ana said.
“Only because
someone needed relaxing,” Ron said.
“Still, this set is
ours to set up, it’s only fair.”
“Fine, I think I’ll
take a walk on the beach to relax my nerves,” Ron said.
“Oh, that sounds
like a good idea,” Hannah said, “I’ll come with you.”
“You’re not going
to help me,” Ana said annoyed.
“You’re much better
at that kind of thing that I am,” Hannah said, “you’d probably claim I was in you
way.” As Hannah said this she turned to follow Ron toward some rocks by the
shore. Since everyone was at the party, this part of the beach was completely
deserted. Hannah sat on one of the rocks to enjoy the calming sound and smell
of the sea.
“This is so nice,”
Hannah said with her eyes closed. She was aware of Ron coming and standing next
to her. She didn’t want to open her eyes because she felt so peaceful, but then
she caught a wonderful scent; a scent that didn’t belong to the sea or the sand
or the rocks, she knew that smell and it made her whole body tingle. It was the
smell of cock! She opened her eyes and saw Ron masturbating not an inch from
her face.
“What are you
doing,” she asked somewhat shocked.
“What does it look
like I’m doing?” Ron said screaming loudly at her.
“You shouldn’t be
doing that, someone might see you.”
“There’s nobody
here!”
“I’m here,” Hannah
said, “I’m somebody.”
“You’re no one,
bitch! You are a toy, a piece of property, something to be used and abused at
my pleasure!”
“You shouldn’t talk
like that,” Hannah said lowering her head, but never once raising her voice to
deny Ron’s claims. “If Lana heard you talking like that she would—”
“She would do
nothing, because she doesn’t own you anymore! You belong to me now slave, open your
mouth and suck my dick, and do it just as well as I sucked your ass this
afternoon!”
“We’re not suppose—”
“What you’re
supposed to do is follow your Master’s orders without question!” Ron screamed
and pulled Hannah up off the rock by her arm. Turning her, Ron sat on the rock
himself and pulled Hannah over his lap. Removing the Velcro connected back of
her costume’s groin area attachment, he left her butt naked and in one quick
move spanked her in the butt. “You’re a naughty slave; you need to be taught
obedience!” SPANK “When I tell you to do something you do it without question!”
SPANK “Do you understand that slave!” As he said this, he prepared the vibrator
attachment of her costume and turning it on full, put it in place, reattaching
the Velcro pad on the back of Hannah’s costume and giving her one more
spanking, over the costume, said once more, “Do you understand, SLAVE!”
Poor Hannah was in
tears, but they weren’t tears of pain, or even anger, they were tears of joy as
she came and came again.
Ron repeated more
loudly, “I said, do you understand me, Slave?”
“Yes, Master,”
Hannah cried out gasping, “Yes, I understand.”
“Good,” Ron said
raising her head a bit and guiding her toward his cock, “Now do what I told you
to do!”
Hannah swallowed
Ron’s cock and began to suck the life out of him; she sucked him using her
entire mouth. She would take his cock deep into her throat then release it
until only the head was lying on her tongue, she would give it a small bite and
explore the slit with the tip of her tongue, trying as hard as possible to get
her Master to cum. Ron, however, was in control this time, and held off cumming
until he thought he heard someone. He let go saying, “Good job slave, now
here’s your reward, drink it all up like a good little girl!”
Hannah gulped,
sucked, and swallowed until she had drunk up all of Ron’s cum. The vibrator in
her cunt was still driving her to orgasm after orgasm herself, and she crumbled
onto the beach floor, it was driving her crazy, but she didn’t dare ask her master
to remove it, that wasn’t her decision to make.
Ron bent down and
helping Hannah to her feet once more removed the Velcro pad of her costume and
pulled the vibrator, he bent her over the rock for a moment and kneeling before
her flowing twat licked her juices for several minutes before completely
closing her costume and standing in front of Hannah. He leaned over and kissed
her passionately a few times, she returned his kisses with just as much if not
more passion.
“No one is to know,
yet, that you have a new master, understand slave?”
“Yes master.”
“You’re to tell no
one about any of this, and for now, around other people you treat me just as
one of your brothers. Is that clear?”
“Yes master.”
“Do you feel like
you are betraying some orders or trust by being with me, speak truly.”
“We weren’t
supposed to do anything yet, not without her permission, not until it was over.”
“I know that you’re
up to something, I could order you to tell me what it is, but I won’t.”
“Thank you, master.”
“I will, however, tell
you, that the faster you get what you’re trying to do over with, the less
guilty you’ll feel every moment we’re together. Is that understood?”
“Yes my master.”
“Now watch your
face with some water, you’re flushed and look like you just had a hundred orgasms,
we can’t have you looking like that around others.”
Hannah bent down
toward the beach water and grabbing a handful, soaked
her face. She repeated this a few times until she felt her emotional high
totally subsiding and her brain returning to normal.
Ron then went on
ahead, to the camp and sitting by Ana and Lana said, “Don and John aren’t
finished with Amy yet?”
“No,” Lana said a
little annoyed, “and it’s almost time for the next set. Where’s Hannah? Ana
said she was with you.”
“I was walking
along the beach and she just wanted to stay and sit on a rock by the water, she
said something about it being peaceful. Oh,” he said suddenly, “there she is
now.’
“It’s so calm and
beautiful here,” she said as she reached her sisters. At that very moment, Amy
emerged followed by John and Don.
“We better start
back.” John said, “Anybody take time to think what
we’re going to sing in this set?”
Ana held up a paper
and said, “I have the set planned out right here.”
“Great,” Don said,
“let’s go.”
As the rest agreed,
they walked, and Ron caught Hannah’s eyes, as he winked at her, she slightly
bowed her head and walked on to the stage feeling very, very content.
Chapter Fifteen – Family
Planning
Laura and Stan were
lying side by side on their cabin’s bed looking up at the ceiling. They had
returned there after dinner, both fully intending to finally have a much needed
talk, but as usual, had only ended up being able to have some intense sex until
their bodies gave up and they had to take a break. They’d been staring at the
ceiling now for almost 15 minutes without once turning to look at each other.
They were both thinking about what the Carters had said to each of them, but
the fear of rejection in them still kept them silent.
It was Laura, finally,
who decided she should take the initiative and start a conversation; fishing
for something that might lead in the right direction Laura said, “Do you know
that the Carters have regular sex with other couples?”
The question was so
unexpected that Stan was left dumbfounded, and in a surprised voice said,
“What?” Stan’s surprise came more from the fact that Laura had finally said
something than from the topic of her question.
Laura felt a little
disheartened by the level of surprise in his voice, thinking, “I knew it, he can never accept anything like that.” However, now
that they were, somewhat, talking, she didn’t want to just stop. “Josie and
Henry, Josie told me that they have sex regularly with other couples, sometimes
even entire families.” Trying to sound as though she thought the idea crazy she
said in a voice full of irony, “It’s suppose to keep them from being unfaithful
to each other or something like that.”
The irony in her
voice upset Stan and he actually turned to look at her for the first time
saying, somewhat annoyed, “So they’re swingers, if that’s the lifestyle they’ve
chosen and it works for them and makes them happy; who are we to criticize it?
Maybe we should go up and show our respect of their beliefs by joining them in
hot sex!”
Stan’s furious
defense of the Carters brought a smile to Laura’s face, who said softly, “So
you don’t think there is anything wrong with what they do?”
“Like I said,” Stan
said in a calmer voice, happy to at least see her smiling, “it’s their life.” Then,
deciding this was a good time to bring up the question on his mind since
talking to Henry, he asked, “Why don’t I know anything about your life, how you
lived with your girls and with Pietro in your home. Hell, why was I never
invited to your home at all?”
“I was never
invited to yours either,” Laura said in a more ‘matter-a-fact’ than defensive
way, “and I know as much about your life as you do about mine.”
“Yeah,” Stan
admitted, “I guess that’s true; there were just some things I wasn’t ready to
share yet.”
“Well,” Laura said,
“obviously there were some things I wasn’t ready to share either.”
“That’s not right,”
Stan said slowly, laying back once more to stare at the ceiling, “we should
have shared everything before the wedding, started the matrimony with no
secrets…” he reached behind him to something under his pillow and added, “and
with no shame. I have something to show you, and I’m sorry I didn’t show it to
you before now.”
Laura, who had also
been reaching for something, this under her side of the mattress, turned to
look at Stan and said, “I’m also sorry that I didn’t show you this earlier, I
want to share it with you now, and all I ask is that you focus on how happy
everyone is.” As she said this, she passed him what was obviously a small photo
album, only to have Stan put another one in her hand.
“That’s all I ask
you to do too,” Stan said as he took her album and gave her his.
Neither Stan nor
Laura spoke for the next 20 minutes as they got to truly know the additional
new half of their family for the first time through the photos that showed all
the members with blissful and happy smiles as they shared sex, in every form
possible, with one another. Stan, especially, took a good amount of time
analyzing each of his new daughters’ cunts and asses. After the 20 minutes,
they both closed the photo albums and passed them back to one another smiling
joyfully.
“So, be honest,”
Laura said, “What’s the first thing that came to your mind?”
“I guess that would
be that I can’t wait to start forming as strong a bond with my new daughters as
I have with my sons.” Stan said laughing, and then added, “what
about you?”
“Well, my first
thought was a question, actually, though I also can’t wait to start bonding
with my sons. I’d especially like to try that bonding position I saw Amy in,
the one where she’s bonded to all three at once.” There was a twinkle in her
eye as she said this.
Stan smiled, and
then said, “so what was the question?”
“What,” Laura said
surprised.
“The question that
came to your mind when you saw the pictures,” Stan said.
“Oh yeah,” Laura
said quickly, “well, the question was, why haven’t you fucked me in the ass
yet? More than half the pictures you’re in show you fucking someone in the ass,
either one of the boys or Amy, and you obviously love it.”
Grinning Stan said,
“Well, when it comes to the boys, there isn’t much choice is there, and yeah,
Amy loves it in the butt, actually Amy loves it everywhere, but not every woman
likes being fucked in the ass, I just didn’t know if you would like it. Though,
I saw the pictures of you and Pietro, and I’m happy to see you don’t seem to
have any problem with it, because, yeah, you are right, I do love it.”
Rolling over and
getting on her hands and knees, opening up her ass cheeks as wide as possible
to expose her rosebud she said, “no problem at all, and I love it too.”
As Stan got on his
knees and placed the head of his very erect cock at the entrance to Laura’s
‘dirty little hole’, applying pressure until it popped in, he moved on to a
different subject as he started to pump. “So, Amy and Pietro,” he said slowly,
“I take it they will be allowed to continue servicing all of us?”
“It would be a
shame to let their talents go to waste,” Laura said, letting out a small squeal
as she felt Stan’s cock splitting her in two as it reached the deepest point
possible of her ass, and quickly pulled out again, only to be pushed back in
again.
After several
minutes of silently enjoying this attack on her rear, Laura said, “Do you think
they’ve discovered each other yet?”
“What’s that,” Stan
said, lost in ecstasy as Laura’s ass clamped and unclamped his dick.
“The children, do
you think they’ve had sex with each other yet?”
“I don’t know,
they’ve only been together 24 hours or less; don’t worry though, if they
haven’t, it’s only a matter of time. And when we get back, we’ll establish a
family game night with mandatory attendance to be sure we get together and
never pull too far apart.”
“Oh, that sounds
fantastic, Lana especially will love that! She’s always been sort of the sexual
goddess in our home; you’d be surprised to know that she has quite a dark side.”
“You’re kidding,
Lana, she seems like the sweetest of all. Then again, Ron has always seemed the
most considerate and caring of my boys, yet you wouldn’t believe what he turns
into around a true submissive.”
“A bit of the
‘Master’ in him ehhh,” Laura questioned, excitedly, then added worriedly, “I’d
hate to think what might happen if he went head on head with Lana’s dark side.”
“Well, only true
submissive triggers the ‘Master’ in him, he can usually find one though, it’s
like he has a radar that’s tuned to their frequency.”
“Well Lana’s safe
then,” Laura said, giving a small moan and a scream as Stan pulled completely
out of her butt hole and in the same move plunged his cock deep in her pussy
and an index finger deep in her still open rosebud. Recovering her power to
speak, she continued saying, “Hannah is the only true submissive in our home. I
worry so much about her. She’d dive in acid, unquestionably, if told strongly
enough. I try to keep her as close to me as possible so she won’t be abused or
misused in any way, but she acts so sad sometimes if she doesn’t get attention
of that kind for some time.”
“Doesn’t Lana’s
dark side abuse her enough,” Stan said with a sudden concern for his new
daughter’s welfare.
“I’ve tried to get
her to, but since ‘the orgasm queen’ as she is called, is mostly triggered by a
person that defies her immediate desires—”
“A true submissive
never gets to see her,” Stan finished.
“Poor Hannah will
just stand around watching her in action, her eyes sort of screaming, ‘please,
abuse me too’!”
“Well, she sounds
like a perfect target for Ron. Believe me, it won’t take long for her to get on
his radar, and once she does, you’ll never have to worry about anyone abusing
or misusing her again. Ron will give her all the abuse she needs.”
“I certainly hope
you’re right,” Laura said, moaning as she felt Stan’s cock suddenly explode in
her cunt. At the same time, she felt a powerful orgasm ripping through her body
and fell flat on her stomach exhausted and in a little pain. Stan, who had
fallen on top of her now turned her around and kissed her passionately for
several minutes while their strengths returned.
Looking into his
eyes as they finally broke off kissing Laura said smiling, “We’re going to be
so happy aren’t we?”
“I doubt there will
be a happier family than ours,” Stan said smiling back.
Laura suddenly shot
him an inquisitive look and questioned slowly, “Stan, were you serious about
going up and fucking the Carters?”
Stan looked down at
her and smiling again said, “Maybe tomorrow, tonight it’s just you and me
again,” and leaning over, he began kissing her once more.
Chapter Sixteen – Breaking
in a Slave
Lana awoke to the
smell of sausages cooking somewhere nearby, and the
sound of much frolicking. She was sure she heard children nearby and remembered
that her sisters and her were all naked in the small
tent. She saw some movement in the sleeping bag next to her and noticed Hannah
was awake.
“Morning, that’s if
it’s still morning, are you feeling alright,” Lana
asked.
“Yeah,” Hannah said
nervously, “why do you ask?”
“Well, we did end
up playing a total of 10 sets throughout the night, right?”
“Yeah,” Hannah
replied, not really wanting to get into a long conversation with Lana, “but the
long break between
“Yeah, but I’m not
talking about being sleepy, my muscles are in a bit of pain; from over-dancing
I think.” Lana stretched a little as she said this. “Massage my back and
shoulder a little.”
“My arms do hurt a
bit too, now that you mention it. Maybe we can get Ana to do both of us; she
seemed pretty strong when she stepped out to pee.”
Lana threw Hannah a
strange look, was she mistaken, or had Hannah just
refused a direct command from her? She was about to say something when she
noticed their three costumes hanging by the side of the tent, right where they
had been left early that morning after their last set, “Did you say Ana is
outside?” she said, somewhat puzzled.
“Yeah, she should
be back fast though, she just really needed to go. Remember we told her to do
it before going to bed and she didn’t go with us.”
“And she had to go
so fast that she didn’t even bother to put something on?” Lana questioned.
“No silly,” Hannah
said laughing, and getting out of her sleeping bag, she showed Lana that she
was in her butt floss bikini.
“Hey,” Lana said,
“Where’d you—”
“From there,” she
said, pointing to something on Lana’s right.
Lana looked over
and saw the bag Amy had insisted on bringing along, she grabbed it and looking
inside saw her butt floss bikini, a pair of beach sandals and three large
tee-shirts.
“Oh great,” Lana
said, “I thought I’d have to spend the day in my costume. Getting out of her
sleeping bag and lying on top of it she tried stretching some more, as far as
possible in the tent. Feeling a strong itch between her naked legs she said,
“Suck my pussy, I need a good start to the day.” She smiled and closed her
eyes, opening her legs as she said this.
After about a
minute of waiting, she was shocked to realize that Hannah wasn’t immediately
dropping to the ground between her legs. Opening her eyes, she saw Hannah
standing over her, looking uncertain as to what she should do. Starting to get
annoyed, Lana said angrily, and with much force, “What’s wrong with you today?
I told you to get down here and suck my twat! Now do it!”
“Lana, this isn’t
really the place to do that. There are children running all around us.”
“They are out
there, we are in here! Now obey your orders before I’m forced to make you obey
them!”
“We’re not in a
locked house Lana,” Hannah argued, “anyone can just come in!” As she said this,
the front of the tent was unzipped and Ana stepped in. Before she had a chance
to zip it up again, they heard some wolf whistles, leading them to believe
someone had caught sight of Lana’s ‘openness’.
“See what I mean,”
Hannah said going to the entrance and stopping Ana from totally closing, “wait,
I was going to get some sausages.” And she stepped out leaving Lana looking
shocked.
“What’s wrong,” Ana
asked looking at the puzzled look on Lana’s face.
“I don’t know,”
Lana said, a strong feeling of rejection suddenly flowing over her. “Something
isn’t right, very not right.”
Ana saw that Lana
looked almost on the verge of tears and said, “Hey, I’ll do you if you do me.”
And dropping her bikini bottom she straddled her sisters head, facing Lana’s
pussy, which she quickly bent down and started eating.
As the joy of a
tongue in her twat started to take control, all thoughts of Hannah’s sudden
disloyalty to her were washed away, and Lana began feasting happily herself,
letting Ana’s juices flow freely in her mouth.
Outside the tent,
Hannah found Amy serving sausages to all the boys, as more sausages were
cooking on the barbecue. “Can I have something to eat, please,” Hannah said,
almost begging, “I feel very hungry.” Though her head was turned toward Amy,
her eyes were looking directly into Ron’s.
Even when Amy said,
“of course you can eat, silly, what kind of a question is that? Just grab some
bread over there while I get you the sausages,” Hannah did not move or say
anything until she saw Ron slightly nod his head as he ate a piece of bread.
No one else seemed
to notice, but Hannah quickly said, “thank you, thank you so much.” And she
quickly went to grab a piece of bread.
“I think you were
right about her.” John said, leaning over toward Ron and whispering in his ear.
“I know I was
right,” Ron answered with a sort of wicked smile.
“Do you know if we
have to play anymore?” Don asked sounding somewhat tired still.
“Actually, No,” Ron
said, “John was just telling me before you came out that Debbie talked to him
early this morning.”
“She confirmed that
she has four bands booked to play this evening, and that we are free to start
meeting what she called, our ‘loyal fans’.
Don laughed and
almost choked on the sausage he was chewing, “loyal fans?” He questioned
smiling.
“Yeah,” John said,
“she said that someone already put in a request to have a ‘Triple X Love Times Two’ club this year at the High School we’re going too.
Though, personally, I doubt anybody will even recognize us yet; not unless the
girls go out in their costumes that is.”
“You’re kidding
about the club right?” Don said smiling but at the same time shocked. “Did she
say who it was that put in the request?”
“Not really,” John
said, “but I’m pretty sure she was hinting it was her.”
“Well, any club
with our name would have to be willing to provide a very special brand of
entertainment.” Ron said.
“Actually, that’s
what I told her.” John confirmed.
“Really, what did
she say to that?”
“She said any club
could be made a private club, with a ‘by invitation only’ membership.”
“Really,” Ron said,
his eyes sparkling at the possibility.
“Don’t get too
excited though, she also said the problem is that any club like that would need
both a male and a female faculty advisor.”
“Don’t all clubs
need faculty advisors?” Don questioned.
“The point is,”
John said annoyed, “it’s very doubtful to be able to find a club that caters to
our ‘special interests’.”
“Bummer,” Ron said
disappointed.
“Hannah, have some
coffee.” Amy said, grabbing a thermos and a cup.
Hannah looked up at
her, dying for a cup of coffee, but uncertain what to do. Amy had practically
ordered her to take the cup, but she took orders from no one but her master. In
this mental turmoil she just sort of moved her eyes toward Ron trying to get a
clue what to do. Ron, however, was talking and didn’t catch her glimpse.
“Oh for heaven’s
sake Ron,” Amy said annoyed, “Will you tell the poor girl it’s
okay to have coffee!”
Ron looked up
surprised, he realized he should have been paying attention to Hannah’s needs,
and was about to tell her to take the coffee when he saw her eyes and realized
that if he obeyed Amy’s direct command, it would make him look weak before his
slave, possibly even make her lose faith in him. Thinking what to do, he said,
“No! Coffee isn’t good for you, Hannah,” then to Amy he said, “why don’t you
give her some of the hot chocolate instead.” Looking back at Hannah he said,
“When she brings it to you, drink it all up like a good little sl—girl.”
He turned away from
them and seeing the look on his brothers said, “Just a little nutritional
advice, that’s all,” and he started finishing his sausages. They threw him a
suspicious look, but then smiling, also finished their food.
As everyone
finished, Lana and Ana, emerged from their tent, having finally finished their
own early meal.
“I hope there’s
still some left,” Lana said hopeful, “I’m pretty starved.”
“Didn’t you just
eat?” Amy asked, tossing her a mischievous glance and then smiling.
As Amy passed the
two girls each of plate of food, Ron noticed Lana giving Hannah a cold stare
that kept shifting from pretty much furious, to nearly heartbroken.
“You have your
Pocket PC?” Ron whispered to John. When John nodded, Ron said, “I need to
borrow it for a while, I’ll keep it safe, I promise.” With much reservation,
John passed it to him without anyone noticing.
Once he had it, Ron
said, “Hannah, you know about computers right?”
“Yes my—” Ron threw
her a cold stare and she finished saying, “brother.”
“I’m thinking of
getting one of these myself, but I’d like to fully
understand it first. Do you have time to come with me and show me how it works?”
“Why doesn’t John
teach you?” Lana shot out coldly, before Hannah could answer.
“He’s going to be
spending most of today with Debbie, and Don was spending the day with Katrina,
I was hoping to understand this by the end of the day so I can order it by
tomorrow if it’s for me.”
“Want it before
school starts…ehhh,” Ana said, between gulps of coffee.
“Exactly,” Ron said
smiling. “So, will you come with me, Hannah?”
As Hannah started
to get up Lana said in an almost angry voice, “Well, why can’t she show you
right here!”
“With all this
noise and distraction around us,” Ron said, calmly, yet very defiantly, “I
don’t think so, come on Hannah, we’ll find a nice quiet place to talk.” Before
anyone could say anything else, he walked away, Hannah at his heels, and Lana
looking disgusted after them.
“Oh yeah,” John
whispered quietly to Don, “she is definitely his now.”
As they walked what
seemed the full length of the several blocks of the beach, Hannah studied the
different rock formations that seemed to divide the beach’s shore into huge
separate sectors. From time to time, she would throw Ron an inquisitive look,
but quickly lowered her head apologetically, and simply continued walking
behind him, recognizing, that it wasn’t her business to ask where they were
going. As she started to get a little tired, she spotted what seemed like the
largest formation of rocks she had seen yet. They seemed to form a small hill,
and seemed to be on the edge of a very, very sloped ridge.
Stopping at the
very edge of this slope, Ron pointed at what seemed like an opening in the
large wall formed by the rocks. “See that opening,” he said pointing. As Hannah
nodded, looking worriedly at the slope full of jagged rocks, Ron continued, “it leads to a cave deep in this hill of stones. The natives
call this place, ‘Killer Cove’ because of all the people that have died in the
last few decades trying to get down to the caves opening.” Ron saw the fear in
her eyes and smiled, turning away from the slope and walking instead toward the
wall of rocks and climbing a little until he could get over the top rock, and
seemed to fall straight down behind it. Hannah gasped, since the specific rock
was circled on all sides, you could not see where Ron had fallen to, she was
really starting to get worried an scared when he said nothing for several
minutes, then she heard him say, “Well, are you going to make me wait for you
all day!”
Very much relieved,
Hannah quickly climbed up and went over the rock, landing, to her surprise, on
a cliff, one that seemed more like a mini-plateau on the small mountain of
rocks. The area was basically flat, and easy to stand on, too easy to stand on
actually; Hannah began suspecting that this was not a natural formation, but
actually a man-made development. Hannah noticed a rather large, flat stone in
the center of this area, it seemed incredibly smooth, she was sure in fact,
though she would never dream of making the suggestion, that a couple could very
easily lay on that stone, in this hidden area, and enjoy some very comfortable,
uninterrupted sex for hours.
She walked over to
the stone and was about to sit down when Ron said angrily, “Have I told you to
sit down, slave!”
Almost panicking she stood erect and bowing
her head said, “I’m sorry Master, please forgive my haste.”
Walking over to the
stone himself, Hannah was shocked when he pushed it to the side revealing that
it covered a hole in the cliff floor around the size of a manhole, and, to her
even greater surprise, that there were rungs, equivalent to those of a ladder,
leading down the inside of it.
“Get in,” Ron
ordered, “I have to close the entrance after I follow you. I also have to get
the lights.”
Hannah was a bit
nervous again, but she had her orders and she followed them without complain.
She went down several steps until her head was parallel with the inner bottom
of the cover stone; she noticed what appeared to be a handle that could be used
to pull the rock back into position from the inside. “What is this place,”
Hannah thought to herself,” though never uttering a word out loud. Eventually,
Hannah emerged from the circular hole, still stepping down rungs, she realized,
she was now on a long metallic ladder that was securely attached to the end, or
from this angle the beginning, of the hole and the now visible floor of what
seemed like a very large chamber room, a very well lit room, she thought, and
remembered Ron had mentioned, something about lights.
Getting to the
ground as quickly as possible, she noticed that the room she was in had several
large cots in one end; there was a large table with several chairs in the
center, against another wall there were some cupboards, a small refrigerator,
what looked like a broom closet and a large covered garbage can. Hannah walked
over for a closer inspection of these and found the cupboard full paper cups
and plates as well as snacks such as: potato chips, pretzels and cheese curls,
turning her attention to the fridge, Hannah found it stocked mostly with beer,
though there were a few cans of soda. Hannah didn’t bother checking the thin
closet, and instead turned her attention to the table, on which there was a
large glass bowl full of what seemed from a distance like small metallic
squares with circular centers of varying colors. They stirred Hannah’s interest
and she went to the table and pulled one out for a closer look; “Oh,” she
yelped, as she realized what she was holding.
“Don’t touch those,
I never use them if I don’t have to, they cramp my style! Anyway, I didn’t tell
you to touch anything” Ron screamed, as he finally finished his descent, “in fact,”
he walked over to her and slapping her across the face said, “I don’t recall
telling you to do anything at all except get down here and wait for me!”
SLAP!
Hannah lowered her
head and tried to look insulted and hurt by this treatment, but you couldn’t
mistake the look of joy and adoration in her eyes.
“That second slap
was for whatever you did to tip Lana off.” SLAP! “I told you last night that I
do not want her to know about us yet. I have a very special plan for the
‘Orgasm Queen’ and I don’t want her catching on before I am totally ready!”
SLAP! “Now tell me what happened.”
“Master, I’m so
sorry,” Hannah said crying, (yet laughing joyously within), “but she was
ordering me to have sex with her, and she has no right, sir, you’re my master,
you alone tell me what to do. I just couldn’t do it, so I made up and excuse
and stepped out.”
“And as your
master, I had told you that you were to behave the same with Lana as you always
have,” SLAP! “Before yesterday, would you have refused an order, even a mild request,
like that from her?”
Hannah broke down,
suddenly crying in true pain, as she realized, that
she had indeed disobeyed her master’s direct command to her. “Master, I’m
sorry, please don’t reject me, please, don’t stop
being my Master. Give me another chance, please; I swear I will never disobey
another order from you again!”
Ron looked her over
and realizing she was in true pain, (emotionally, not physically as his slaps
were only meant to sting momentarily), he said, “Any other slave, I would
instantly have discarded like dry manure at the first sign of disobedience,
however, since you are my sister, I’m willing to give you one more chance, just
one more chance, to prove yourself worthy.”
“Oh, thank you
Master, thank you, I won’t let you down, I promise.”
Ron gave Hannah
another look over. He started to think that his long term goal for her (to
eventually cure her completely of her submissive nature so that absolutely no
one would ever truly abuse her) was not going to be easy. He had four years, at
which time they had to possibly separate to different colleges, to work with.
For now, he would be the dominating, abusive monster of a master she craved
misusing her, while slowly imparting in her a will to do things without need of
seeking approval.
“If I’m going to be
your master, we better talk about some rules I EXPECT YOU TO FOLLOW!
Understand?”
“Yes Master.”
“Sit down.” As she
sat, he stood menacingly in front of her and she shivered, in excitement, not
in fear.”
“First of all, it
goes without saying, that you are my TOY, my BITCH, my total PLAYTHING, to be
enjoyed whenever I feel like it! However, I want you to understand, that you
are also the FAMILY PET! The Dog or I should say bitch, since you are a girl,
that everyone in the family gets to pet and play with at will, even though it
has one definite master.” Ron started petting Hannah behind one of her ears,
much as you would a dog, “Are you understanding what I am saying Hannah?”
Hannah gave a small
nod and Ron continued, “You’re never to turn down a request from anyone in this
family, including Amy and Pietro again, if they ask for a little relief.”
“Now, I know you
still have whatever is going on with you and your sisters, and that you are not
suppose to have contact with my brothers for now, so I will tell them to be
sure not to engage you in any such activities in front of anyone else, for now.
Are you with me so far, Bitch?”
“Yes Master.”
“Good, now, they
can however ask you in private to share a little time with them, you are not to
turn them down. And to whatever you girls are up to, I’m ordering you to do
what you can to get Lana and Ana to finish it fast, okay!”
As Hannah gave
another nod, he said quickly, “Just remember not to make them suspicious, or
maybe I should say, to further confirm their
suspicions.” He threw her a nasty look and she bowed her head. “Now, as for
outside the family; you are to have intimate contact with NO ONE unless
specifically approved by me, am I clear?”
“Yes Master.”
“Next point and I
can’t stress this point strong enough, I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE MY TIME WASTED
HAVING TO GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO DO THINGS YOU KNOW YOU CAN OR SHOULD DO,
Understand!”
Poor Hannah looked puzzled,
was he ordering her to think for herself? Unsure, she shook her head slightly
and then quickly bowed her head frightfully; afraid he would see her lack of
understanding as a reason to discard her.
“Let me tell you a
story about one of my x slaves. This slave, a submissive bitch that I truly
appreciated and who knew completely I was boss, would not do anything unless I
was around to give her the okay. I went away on a two week vacation once, you
know what I found?” Hannah was looking fearful and she shook her head. “I found
that this bitch of mine had not eaten anything, drunk anything, completed any
of her school assignments or even gone to the bathroom in the two weeks I was
away; when I got back I found her mal-nutritional, sick, suspended from school
and disgustingly dirty; I discarded her right then and there. I don’t want a
STUPID slave that will let herself nearly die if I’m
not there.” Ron then gave Hannah a concerned look, “Hannah,” he said, “you’ve
got a good head; I wouldn’t even consider you as a slave if you didn’t. SO USE
IT! If you are hungry, I want you to eat, If you are
thirsty, drink something, if you have to go to the bathroom, go. I do not want
you waiting for me, or anyone, to give you permission to do these things,
UNDERSTOOD? I’m ordering you to do it now, so you don’t have to ask me later, Am I being clear?”
“Yes Master, sir.”
“Good, my final
point at this time deals with school. I know it doesn’t start for 3 weeks, but
I want you to understand this now, you are to follow your teachers orders
regarding classes at all times, you don’t have to wait for me to approve
anything they say. I want you to not only obey all your teachers, I want you to
be the teacher’s pet at all times.”
Hannah threw him a
scared look.
SLAP! “Not that kind of pet, you idiot! You’re only our families
pet in that sense of the word. However, in school I want you to be every
teacher’s favorite student. In 4 years, I want to hear you giving the
valedictorian speech at our graduation is that
understood?
“Yes master.”
“Good, follow those
orders and we should have a very long and enjoyable Master/slave relationship.
Why don’t we drink to that,” he said with a smile going over to the
refrigerator and getting a bottle of beer, and two paper cups from the
cupboard, he brought them over to the table and filling one of the cups he put
it in front of himself, he then grabbed the second cup and pulling out his
cock, took a leak in it and set it before Hannah.
“This is the final
test, pass, and by next week you’ll be wearing a very nice dog collar and a
license engraved ‘HANNAH Property of Ronald Anderson’; fail, and we can forget
everything right now, you can go back to having Lana as a mediocre master and
wishing she were half the Master you know I am.”
Hannah was looking
terrified at just the thought of this; she grabbed the cup in front of her as
Ron grabbed his cup of beer. “A toast,” Ron said, “to a match made in heaven.
If you can drink everything in one gulp, without spilling a drop, it is truly
meant to be. If, on the other hand, we can’t drink it all,” he shot Hannah his
most wicked looked yet, “Well, you know, cheers,” he said holding up the cup
and smiling.
Hannah held the cup
to her mouth determined not to spill a single drop, desperate to prove herself
worthy of her master. She started to gulp her drink and tried furiously to
block out both the strong smell and extremely bitter taste (these, by the way,
only served to more strongly stimulate Hannah’s desire of not losing Ron as her
master) “even in his waste, he’s more powerful than others” she thought.
Hannah had almost
gotten it all down when it’s taste proved to strong, and she started to cough,
spitting out the minimal amount left in her mouth; as she saw the drops that
had fallen on the table she broke down, falling to the very floor, in true
agony, crying bitterly. Ron, who had not touched his drink walked around the
table to stand right in front of Hannah. She looked up at him, and through her
tears saw him turning his cup, he turned it and spilt its entire contents,
right over her head!
He then walked away
in direction of the small closet by the refrigerator. Poor, poor Hannah could
only sob away, giving silent screams as tears rushed down her face to join the
beer now flowing over her. She was sure Ron’s actions were a declaration that
all deals were off. She hadn’t held up her part of the bargain, she wasn’t a
worthy slave, no master would ever want her again, not that she would ever have
found another like Ron.
As she continued to
cry, slumped there on the floor, she sensed, more than saw, Ron standing over
her. She gave a fleeting glance upward and saw him placing something on the
table, but, since her head was almost under the table now, she couldn’t tell
what it was.
“Look at me SLAVE!”
Ron said. At the word ‘slave’, Hannah stopped sobbing and quickly looked up,
her eyes full of hope. “Oh yes,” Ron said grinning, “you are still my slave. As
you see, I wasn’t able to finish my drink; I hate alcohol, I hate drugs and I
hate cigarettes; as my slave, it will do you good to remember that in the
future. Anyway, the point is, since neither of us could finish our drinks, we
are still a match made in heaven; we’re just a match that needs a little
breaking in. As you noticed, I have officially baptized you as my slave for
life. Nothing will change that now, no one will take you away from me and
nothing will keep us apart; nothing—” he added harshly, “save any sign of
disobedience from you. Is that understood?”
“Oh yes master!!!” Hannah screamed, joyously, more joyous in fact, than she had ever
been in her life.
“Now,” Ron said,
with the most evil smile, “about that ‘breaking in’,” he bent to her and
removed both her bikini top and her bottom (neither of which covered much
anyway) he then pulled her violently to her feet and before she could react,
was picking some clamps up off the table and tightly attaching them to her
boobs and her nipples, the pain that shot through her body was both extremely
hurtful and extremely satisfying. Hannah had barely gotten use to this sensation
when she felt Ron shoving something up her pussy. She cast an eye down and
thought, “Oh, no, not that.” Though, as usual she said nothing out loud, she
watched as Ron pushed one of the monster vibrators he had found in the small
closet, one with bumps, deep into her, it opened her so wide she was sure she
was splitting in half, she had never felt so full, an amazing thought
considering that her sisters and her had been using rather large toys for
years. This was truly, ‘breaking in’, Ron next grabbed a bottle he had placed
on table and, dragging Hannah across the room, bent her over one of the cots,
her ass high in the air, he had yet to turn the vibrator (now deep in her
pussy) on. Hannah started to feel something being rubbed around her anal area,
“What is that?” she thought as she felt the liquid like cream being spread
around her rosebud, and soon, inside it as well, as Ron used first one, then
two fingers to truly open up her ass hole and with the other poured a generous
portion of the liquid inside, Hannah began feeling an incredible warm, tingly
feeling that she recognized well, “KY!” she thought, “he’s using KY.”
But she had hardly
had time to register this before Ron had removed his fingers, and something
much larger was pushing in. “His cock,” Hannah thought, her heart beating
faster than ever, “His big, beautiful, wonderful cock, he’s going to fuck me in
the ass!”
“Open up whore!”
Ron screamed, “Say hello to your master.” As he continued applying pressure to
her rosebud, it resisted penetration a little, and, reaching under her, toward
the vibrator in her leaking cunt, switched it onto the highest of its 10 levels
in one turn. Hannah came so powerfully, that she nearly lost total
consciousness, from that moment it was as though she were watching the events
from outside her body rather than participating, she was floating on a cloud
somewhere looking down at the scene. Needless to say, her ass had totally
relaxed: enough for Ron to, in one push, get not only the head, but his entire
cock into her butt. He grabbed a thin spanking rod and began to alternate
between violently fucking her ass, and a spanking, first one, then the other
ass cheek. For around every five pumps of his dick in her ass, he gave her one
powerful SPANK, on each cheek
Hannah alternated
between screaming, moaning, and groaning, but if any actual words escaped her
mouth during the series of non-stop orgasms, they were words of gratitude and
encouragement.
Suddenly, Ron felt
his balls near bursting, and thinking it might look suspicious to have Hannah’s
ass leaking cum on the way back, grabbed her violently by her long blond hair
and pulled her back as he disengaged his cock, he pulled her all the way back
until she was lying on her back on the floor, he quickly straddled her head and
sticking his cock all the way down her throat, allowed himself to explode.
How Hannah did not
choke as the unending amount of cum flowed straight down her throat is a
mystery, she was able to get every drop this time without as much as flinching.
When he stopped cumming, Ron smiled and removing the vibrator in her cunt,
observed her butt and pussy (both still very much open) and said, “now that’s
what I call breaking in.”
He removed the
clamps from Hannah’s tits, and helping her off the floor, and onto the cot,
leaned over and began to gently suck on first one, then the other until they
regained a bit of normal feeling. Climbing into the cot with Hannah, he pulled
her on top of him so they were face to face, he started passionately kissing
her, and, tired as she was, she returned his kisses with as much passion.
“I love you
master,” she said between kisses, “I love you like I’ve never loved anyone
before, and will never love anyone again.”
He put her head on
his chest and allowed her to drift off to sleep. He was feeling fantastic, and
he was also suddenly very worried. Hannah’s words about never loving anyone
else bothered him. “This plan of mine to help her may not work so well,” he
thought. And the problem was that what most worried him was that he knew there
was a strong part of him that also never wanted her to love anyone else. She
was his and he—LOVED—her. “Ronald Anderson,” he thought to himself, “are you
truly falling in love with your sister?” With that thought, he closed his eyes
and also fell asleep.
Chapter Seventeen – The
Swinging Sea Couple
Laura awoke after
her second full night of sex with her new husband much happier than the day
before. Between the long periods of mind-blowing sex, they had managed to get
in equally long periods of honest and totally uncensored discussions about
their families. They both now knew the other’s family as well as they knew
their own, and they were both very proud of their lives and their kids.
Looking over, Laura
saw that Stan was awake and seemed somewhat pensive, “What’s wrong,” she asked
concerned.
“Oh, it’s nothing;
it’s just that I miss the kids.” Stan admitted.
“Yeah,” Laura said,
“I know what you mean, and it has only been two days. How are we supposed to
get through two weeks without them?”
“Remind me never to
try an isolation trip like this again,” Stan said, “It’s not that I am not
loving every second that I’m alone with you,” he added quickly, “just, that
without the kids, it feels like something is missing.”
“I wish there was
some way we could at least let them know how well everything has worked out.
Let them know that if they’ve had any reservations about fully ‘getting
together’, they shouldn’t.”
“I almost feel like
cutting our trip short,” Stan said, “but I know my boys would never forgive me
if I showed up early. They were looking forward to this ‘two week vacation from
parents’ as they called it.”
“Yeah,” Laura
sighed, “the girls were too. They might never talk to me again if I showed up
after just two or three days at sea.”
“So what can we
do?” Stan said.
“Well for one
thing,” Laura said slyly, “we can enjoy the rest of our honeymoon.”
“Now that’s a
plan,” Stan said agreeing, “though I think for now I’ll try getting a little
more sleep, I really didn’t get much last night; thinking about everything you
know.”
“Well for some
reason I feel fully rested,” Laura said, “and a bit hungry. I think I’ll see if
Josie has cooked anything.” As she got off the bed, a few gobs of cum dripped
from both her ass and her pussy. “After I take a shower, that is.” She said
this smiling as she suddenly remembered the number of times she had been filled
during the night. Stan seemed to have an unending supply of her favorite snack.
Her hand unconsciously dropped to her pussy as she thought this, and scooping
up some of the cum oozing out, brought it to her mouth
and swallowed. She walked to the cabin door and, stepping out, headed toward
the bathroom, past Henry and Josie’s room.
Reaching the front
of Josie’s door, she was shocked when it suddenly shot open and an arm grabbed
her, pulling her inside.
“So, you have to
tell me,” Josie said, “pulling her over to the bed and laying her down, “were
you able to talk everything out?” Josie actually knew the answer already,
having, once more, watched the pair in action all night.
Getting over the
shock of being pulled into a virtual strangers cabin and bed, Laura said,
“Actually, yes, we were able to work everything out, and I owe you a big
thanks, I don’t know how to repay you.”
“Well, for
starters,” Josie said, “why don’t you let me help you get cleaned up.” And
before Laura could ask what she meant, she felt Josie dive down between her
legs and start sucking and eating out all of Stan’s cum. Laura was, at first,
too shocked, and after several minutes of Josie’s talented tongue working in
her cunt and teasing her clit, too sexually aroused, too move. As Laura was
quickly driven to orgasm, Stan’s cum, flowing into Josie’s mouth was quickly
accompanied by her own. When Josie had completely cleaned Laura’s pussy, she
dropped her tongue’s attention to Laura’s other hole and began cleaning her ass
out too. Soon, Laura was completely wiped, both clean and of all energy, due to
a second powerful orgasm. “There,” Josie said, “all nice and clean. Anything
else I could do for you?”
“Well,” Laura said
smiling, trying to catch her breath, “I was going to see if you had something
to eat.”
“Oh,” Josie said
excited, “don’t say another word,” and climbing on top of Laura, straddled her
face and rubbed her pussy against Laura’s mouth until she felt Laura greedily
and happily sucking up all she had to offer. “That’s right,” Josie said, ‘eat
up, eat all you want, we are here to serve you!”
After completely
eating up two orgasms worth of cunt juice, Laura squeezed from under Josie,
standing up and looking at her with her juice covered face, “Well, that’s not
exactly what I had in mind,” Laura said, “but it was definitely a great
appetizer. Now, I’d better go take that bath.” As she said this she stepped to
the door and before going out turned to say, “thanks
again, for everything, and I’ll be wanting a little more of your special
services throughout the trip. It will help me until I can get back to my girls;
I’ve been missing them so much.”
“You’re always
welcome, we are here to make you happy, I’ll go to the galley now and get
something ready while you finish.” Josie promised.
As Laura walked out
of the bathroom (having finished a long warm bath) she walked in the direction of
the stairs and passing her cabin was surprised when it opened and Stan stepped
out.
“I thought you were
going to sleep a while longer?” Laura said questionably.
“I tried, but I
couldn’t get back to sleep. I decided to go up and try some of Josie’s banana
pancakes. She mentioned yesterday that’s what she’d be making this morning.”
“Shouldn’t you take
a bath first?”
“Actually, I
already have, I have been up a lot longer than you.”
“Oh,” Laura said,
surprised to hear that she was so knocked out that she hadn’t even noticed her
husband get out of bed, go out to take a bath and finally return to bed after
having finished, “well, come on then, let’s go.”
As they walked into
the galley, they were met by the sight of Josie leaning against a wall, her
legs stretched wide and Henry’s cock pumping in and out of her from behind.
Since their backs were to the door, they didn’t notice the new arrivals to the
galley until they heard some chairs moving. Josie looked around and spotting
the
“Hey,” Henry said,
“you just can’t leave me like this.”
“Maybe you should
finish what you were doing?” Laura said grinning, giving Henry’s erect cock
(just dying for somewhere to go) a lustful look.”
“I really have to
get the sausages off the fire, if they haven’t burned already. I don’t suppose
you could finish that for me,” Josie said, “throwing Henry’s cock a quick
glance, “if Stan doesn’t mind of course.”
“I don’t mind,”
Stan said, “as long as I get to try that almost bald pussy of yours, it looks
awesome.”
“It tastes awesome
too.” Laura said, drawing a shocked look from Stan, one that quickly turned to
a smile.
“Well,” Stan said
as Josie walked over to work at the stove, “aren’t you going to go help that
poor fellow?”
Laura, throwing him
back a mischievous glare walked over to the spot on the wall just abandoned by
Josie and assumed Josie’s previous position. Henry quickly buried his cock in
her and started to resume his pumping. Stan decided to walk over and get a
closer look at his wife being fucked silly by a stranger. He found that it in
no way made him jealous, if anything, he was getting very excited. He bent down
to watch Henry’s cock going in and out of Laura’s pussy from just an inch away.
As he saw Laura starting to get really hot and bothered, he stretched his hand
toward her groin area and, finding her clit, pinched it tightly making Laura
scream and sending her into an orgasmic bliss.
Stan then noticed
Henry about to explode and pulling him out of his wife sucked Henry’s cock into
his mouth just as Henry exploded. Stan swallowed all of Henry’s cum and when
there was no more, he licked every inch of Henry’s cock clean with his tongue.
Standing and seeing
Henry’s surprised, but happy, face Stan said, “sorry about that, but I just
have one rule about fucking my wife, no cumming in her cunt. I don’t want to
have to wonder if any baby conceived on our honeymoon is mine.”
“Sounds fair to
me,” Henry said smiling, as Josie placed a plate of sausages on the table next
to the stack of pancakes already there.
After Laura came
down from her sexual high enough to get some breakfast, they all sat around the
table eating and talking when Josie asked Henry, “Henry, did you talk to
Richard this morning? I talked to Beatrice earlier and she said he was dying to
talk to you.”
“I talked to him
just before coming in here. He said everything is fine, but he needed some last
minute decisions on how to handle a job we’ve been given at the office.”
“Wait a second,”
Laura said, suddenly jumping into the conversation, “you two are in
communication with people back home? How? I thought we were completely
isolated, I know for a fact there are no cell phone towers here in the middle
of the
“Oh,” Josie said,
looking guiltily, “I’m sorry, I know you want to believe we are completely
isolated, I shouldn’t have—”
“No,” Laura said,
cutting in, “please, I want to know, seriously, is there a phone on board?”
“Well, no, no
phone, but you have to remember that in today’s world, there simply is no such
thing as complete isolation, the best we can do is virtual isolation. I know
you and Stan have been pretty busy in your cabin, and probably haven’t bothered
to notice the large TV hanging on the wall. It does work you know, you may not
have noticed this either, but there is a satellite dish on top of the control
room. I know you saw the computer by the sun deck yesterday, it’s for
everyone’s use you know.”
“The computer,”
Stan said, suddenly interested in the conversation, “are you saying that the
computer is—”
“Online,” Henry
finished, “via the same satellite connection that controls the TV’s. We would
have mentioned it, but you didn’t seem to want to know about other people
during your honeymoon; why the sudden interest?”
“Well,” Laura said,
“Stan and I were just talking this morning and we agreed that what we really
want is to contact our kids. Let them know that everything is fine, better than
fine, actually, and also find out how they are getting along.”
“Well, whenever you
want, the computer is at your disposal.” Henry said, “You can send them an
email, you can even arrange a net-conference if you would rather talk to them,
rather than simply write.”
“No, that’s okay,”
Stan said, “email will be fine for now. “Turning to
Laura he added, “We can send it to John’s address; that new Pocket PC of his is
always with him and will alert him instantly.”
“We’ll have to
think carefully how best to say things,” Laura said, “Hannah once told me, you
can’t be too careful what you put on paper or digital, whatever that means.”
“That’s so true,”
Josie said, “you never know who can be reading a copy.” She got up suddenly and
returning to the wall she was leaning on before said, “but first, Stan, since
Henry is still a bit down from his encounter with Laura, do you think you can
help me out a bit; he left me with an uncontrollable itch that needs to be
scratched now.” As she said this, she opened her legs wide again, showing the
full interior of her pussy.
Stan shot Laura a
questioning glance and on receiving a nod, walked over, behind Josie, and
buried his cock (which had been hard since he watched Henry fuck his wife) deep
into Josie’s pussy, receiving a joyous moan from her, and applause from Laura
and Henry.
Chapter Eighteen – Ana’s
Crisis of Identity
Ron thought he
heard someone talk and he slowly opened his eyes; he noticed at once that
Hannah was still sleeping soundly on top of him. She looked so peaceful that he
felt bad about having to wake her, but they should probably be going anyway,
who knows how long they had been out. He sure didn’t know how much time they
had spent there, but he was sure it was at least
Hannah moaned
softly in her sleep as she felt her pussy being pumped, over and over again,
but as she began to realize that the new sensations she was feeling were not
part of the erotic dream she’d been having, she slowly opened her eyes as well.
Smiling at her
master, she began to kiss him back as she lay on top of him, greatly enjoying
his cock in her pussy. Then suddenly, they both froze as they heard a voice,
“You’ve Got Mail!” it said.
Ron realized that
this was what had awakened him. He tried to return to the same rhythm of
pumping he had been using with Hannah, but on again hearing the Pocket PC he
stopped completely and helping Hannah off him, went to where his shorts were
lying on the floor and picked them up. From the pocket he pulled out the
mini-PC and checking the screen saw the message, “Inbox 1 new message high
priority!”
As the PC once more
voiced its message, Ron walked over to Hannah with a look that said, “why can’t we shut this thing up?”
Understanding what
he wanted, Hannah looked at the PC and said, “The email as listed as high
priority, that means ‘very important’ that’s why it keeps repeating, it needs
us to acknowledge we got the message.” Hannah looked at the two choices under
the priority message on the screen, ‘download message’ and ‘download heading’.
Touching the words, ‘download heading’ the alert screen was replaced by the
inbox screen with the heading of one unopened message; “For The
Entire Family – ALL’S WELL”. Hannah passed it to Ron, who opening his eyes wide
on noticing the sender’s address said, “Hey, it’s from Mom and Dad!”
“What?” Hannah said
a little nervous about receiving a high priority mail from their parents when
they were suppose to be in isolation, “do you think they’re all right?”
“Well they make a
point to emphasize, ‘ALL’S WELL’,” Ron said.
Wondering why he wasn’t opening it, Hannah threw him a questioning look,
and quickly bowed her head. Understanding what she wanted to know, Ron said,
“It’s John’s mail.”
She lifted her head
slightly and said, “It says, ‘for the entire family’, that includes you,” then quickly
lowering her head again added, “master, sir.”
“No, not now, it
might be for all of us, but it was sent to John’s address, probably because
they new this thing would alert him quickly, John should be the one to open it.
Come on, we better get out of here. Make sure everything is exactly how we
found it.”
As they took a few
minutes to return everything to its original state (discarding the open beer
bottle and used cups in the garbage can) they walked back to the ladder and
prepared to climb up the way they had come. Hannah gave the mysterious room one
last look, her eyes stopping curiously on a locked door on the opposite wall.
Ron noticed her
stare and said, “It leads to another tunnel that goes up and comes out in a
back wall inside that cave we were looking at. There are only two way in here,
through that cave in ‘Killer Cove’ and through the secret entrance we used.”
Hannah was curious
to hear more about what this place actually was, and how Ron had come to know
about it, but he said no more and simply started climbing the ladder to the
plateau exit.
As he reached the
top, Ron felt around for the handle that could be used to push aside the
entrance stone, and once open, climbed out, remembering at the last minute to
click a switch at the very top that controlled the lights below.
Once outside, he
and Hannah returned the entrance stone to its original state and prepared to
climb back over the rocks to the path that returned them to the main part of
the beach.
Ron helped Hannah
climb down the rock and as they both turned onto the path heard a voice say,
“So there you are, what did she do, give you a lesson
on how to build your own Pocket PC. So what’s the decision, are you going to
buy one.”
Ron and Hannah
looked and saw John and Debbie walking toward them, “What, come to get this,”
Ron said, “passing him the PC. Actually, according to Hannah this is already
out dated, but it is good to have, especially in cases of priority mail, so I
am ordering the advance model, yesterday.”
“Actually,” John
said taking his PC, “I’m here because Debbie wants to show me one of the local
sites, a bomb shelter built before World War II. But why do I get the feeling
you already know all about it?”
“Yeah,” Ron said,
“we were just there.” Debbie looked curiously at Ron and Hannah and he said,
“Great place for a quite computer lesson. Jason told me all about it last
night,” Ron explained. “He said your grandfather was one of the original
builders of it.”
“My
great-grandfather actually,” Debbie corrected, “My grandfather was just the
first to give it the unique use it has been given by certain students since
then.”
“I was telling
Jason that it seems ironic that a war would make people forget about a place
built to survive bomb attacks during a war,” Ron said.
“Yes, well, from what
Grandpa once told us, the majority or maybe all of those who worked it, my
great-granddad included, were killed during the war, something about a sneak
attack on the infantry division they were all assigned to. The bomb shelter
wasn’t complete yet, and therefore hadn’t been officially unveiled before the
attack on
“Yeah,” suddenly
remembering something and turning to John he said, “listen, speaking of mail,
there’s one from Mom and Dad, I haven’t opened it, but it’s for the whole
family.”
John quickly
checked his Pocket PC and just as quickly turned it off and put it away.
“Aren’t you going
to open it?” Ron asked bewildered at the little importance John seemed to have
given it.
“Not yet, they make
a point to put down that they are Okay, and since it’s for the entire family, I
think I’ll open it when all of us are together. Right now, Don is with Katrina
in the small tent, they made a point that they wanted no interruptions.
Ron threw a
surprised look at Debbie and said, “And that’s okay with you?”
“Don just wants her
to talk about everything there is to know about the local High School. She’s a
big girl; she knows how to be safe.” Seeing Ron’s eyes open she added, “safe
about what to talk about I mean.” She said this in an, “as if we are dumb
enough to believe that” tone.
“Lana, by the way,”
John continued, “is locked in the big tent being taught everything there is to
learn about the rest of the town by Jason.”
“Jason,” Ron said
disapprovingly, “he’s only 13.”
“Actually, he’s 14
today, for a whole 24 hours he and Katrina are the same age. Then, starting
tomorrow, Katrina and I will be the same age for a whole month.”
“So you’re saying
today is Jason’s birthday and tomorrow is Katrina’s” Hannah said, speaking for
the first time.”
“Yes, Lana
mentioned something about a special birthday present for Jason if he helped her
enough. Don promised something similar to Katrina.”
“You’re parents
didn’t waste much time between deliveries and conceptions did they?” Ron said.
“No, they always
tell how they planned on having one boy and one girl, and after that cutting
the production line for good. Katrina hates it when they tell the story, makes her feel unwanted, like her birth was some
accident our parents never planned on. That’s why she’s always been the rebel
in our family.”
“The rebel,” Ron said
interested, “how much of a rebel, exactly?”
“Well, you came up
from the bomb shelter, didn’t you?” Debbie asked, “Katrina is the one that
keeps it currently stocked with all the goodies you saw.”
“Really,” Ron said,
his eyes shining, “I take it you aren’t talking about the beer and pretzels.
Maybe I’ll talk to your sister a while myself, when Don is finished, I mean, I
am going to the same High School he is.”
Hannah threw Ron a
harsh look, then, catching herself, bowed her head respectfully.
“Anyway,” John
said, “the point is, if we are going to open the letter together, this is
definitely not the moment. At home, tonight, will be better.”
“What about the
party?” Ron asked.
“None of the others
are staying another night; it was a pretty long night and day, for that matter,
for most of us.”
“Yeah,” Ron agreed,
“I actually can’t wait to get home.”
“Well, see you
there tonight then,” John said, turning with Debbie toward the rock that hid
the bomb shelter entrance and helping her over.
Ana was heating another
sausage when she saw Ron approaching with Hannah.
“Where have you two
been?” She snapped, tired of no one to talk to and nothing to do except listen
to the moans that occasionally escaped from either the small or big tent beside
her. Even Amy and Pietro had disappeared together, and she was left as guardian
of the camp.
“We were busy,” Ron
said, “and now we’re going to go eat something, come on Hannah, I saw a nice
restaurant just outside the beach.”
“You can’t go to a restaurant
dressed like that!” Ana screamed loudly.
“Then we’ll go home
first and change,” Ron said. “That way we can watch a movie too, what do you
think—SISTER—do you mind spending more time with me?”
He put his arm
around Hannah’s shoulder and she snuggled up to his side and put her head on
his shoulder as they walked, not saying a single word. Ana was furious,
especially since she saw this as an out right betrayal of the pact the girls
had made to have no contact with the boys until they were ready. She felt like
going into the big tent and complaining to Lana, but hearing Lana give a very
content moan from inside, decided this was not the time to bother her.
She was, however,
too upset to stay there any longer, all her brothers and sisters had someone to
snuggle up with at the moment and she was stuck barbecuing sausages. She shut
off the barbecue and just started to walk across the beach, not really paying
attention to where she was going. She just walked, and walked and walked,
feeling more and more alone and betrayed, even though there were people all
around her.
As she finally
started to tire a bit, she took a look around. “Where am I?” she wondered. She had been walking for who knows how long,
and for who knows how far, and she had been crying so much. “Why was I crying?”
she demanded of herself. She was alone, she realized, that’s what’s wrong! No
mom, no Lana, no Hannah, no Pietro; she had never been alone in her life, yet
here she was, four new family members in her life, five if you count Amy, and
yet she was alone!
Studying the area
she had ended up in, she realized suddenly, that she was surrounded by a giant
wall, it covered three sides of her, and even the side that led to the beach
had a giant wall that made it almost impossible to see anyone swimming in this
section from anyone swimming in sections beyond the wall. How had she ended up
here? She turned around and studied the path she had come from and noticed a
hole, rather like and entrance, in the wall, there was a table by it, and what
looked like a guard, but he seemed to be arguing with someone at the moment,
Ana figured she was in the private beach Ron had mentioned the night before,
and that she in fact, should not be here. Studying this area of beach, she
found it quite deserted compared to where she had been. Something was missing
here, what was it? Children, for one thing, there didn’t appear to be anyone
under the age of 18 around, making Ana more strongly suspect she shouldn’t be
here; but something else was missing, CLOTHES! Everyone around her was nude!
Ana took a few minutes to study all the cocks, breasts, cunts and asses around
her, and she was quickly getting very wet.
Ana noticed one or
two people throwing her curious looks, staring at her; why were they staring at
her, it couldn’t be because of her age, Ana and her sisters had always looked
older than they were. “Oh,” she thought suddenly, and slipping out of her
bikini top and bottom, carried them the rest of the way.
She started to walk
quickly, wanting to see if there was a more deserted spot farther into this
area. As she continued to, almost run, forward, she kept turning her head to
study every cunt she passed; there were just as many cocks, but for some reason
it was only the cunts that really caught her eye. Then
suddenly, and quite unexpectedly, BAM!
“Owww,” Ana said as she tried to move. “Where was she now?”
she wondered. “What had happened?” All she remembered was she was having the
most magnificent dream in which a black haired ‘goddess’ was driving her to
orgasm after orgasm with her talented tongue in her pussy.
“Oh, finally,” she
heard someone say, “I thought you’d never wake up.”
As Ana bought her
eyes into focus on who was speaking, she saw the beautiful hazel-eyed brunette
from her dreams and said, ‘My goddess’ before shaking her head and saying, “oh,
no, I’m dead.”
“Don’t be silly,”
said the young lady smiling, “I’m the one who almost died when you crashed into
my surf board and me. You nearly gave me a heart attack, and I’ve got a pretty
strong heart.”
“Where am I?” Ana
said, suddenly sitting up. “What happened exactly?”
“Well, you seemed
to be in a pretty big hurry, and I shouldn’t try to put the blame on you, cause
I was in just as much of a hurry to get out and make the surf. I was blocking
my view with my surf board, most people usually run toward the water when the
surf comes up, not from it. Anyway, our paths sort of crossed or collided I
should say, somewhat strongly. I was pretty worried about you; you couldn’t even
tell me which of the colleges you attend. All you could tell me was—”
“That I was fine
and just needed to lie down and rest a while.” Ana said, remembering a
conversation she thought had occurred only in her dream. She suddenly wondered
what else she was not dreaming.
“Good, you’re
starting to remember.”
“Yes, you told me
your tent was nearby and I could lay in it until my strength returned.”
“And here you are!”
The young woman finished, once more smiling strongly at Ana. Ana saw the woman
eyeing ever part of her naked body strongly with a strange look, a look Ana
knew very well, and which she herself probably had at the moment as she too
studied the young lady, it was the look of desire.
She sure was
beautiful, Ana thought as she said, “I thought you were an angel,” Ana said,
“that’s why I thought I was dead, I was sure only in heaven could I be in front
of someone like you.”
The young woman
smiled and said, “What makes you say something like that?”
“Well,” Ana said,
“your so beautiful, your hair, your eyes, your skin, everything” (Ana purposely
neglected mentioning the young lady’s perfect tits, beautifully shaped ass and
nicely trimmed pussy with just a bit of black hair above the split).
“Why thank you, but
don’t sell yourself short, you’re pretty beautiful yourself. What’s your name,
and what college do you go to? You look so young, you must be a freshman right?
If I didn’t know people under the age of 18 weren’t allowed on this part of the
beach, I might even have mistaken you for a high school student.”
“Oh dear,” Ana
thought, “I can’t tell her I am only starting High School in 3 weeks, not only
will I get in trouble for being on this part of the beach, she might not want
to talk with me anymore. She must be at least a sophomore at her college. Out
loud she said, “yes, everyone says I don’t look my age,” well it’s true, she
thought to herself, since most people say her and sisters looked at least like
high school juniors, “but you are right, I am a freshman,” no need to mention
where I will be a freshman at.
“A lot of people
say I look younger than I am,” the young woman said. Smiling she added, “I
visited a high school football game last year, and one of the players tried to
get me to go on a date with him.”
“What’s your name?”
Ana asked with a look of adoration in her eyes.
“Why don’t you just
call me Patty, all my friends call me Patty. Yeah, that’s it, for today I am
just Patty, another young person trying to drown her sorrows at the beach.”
“Sorrows,” Ana
said, opening her eyes and looking sadly at Patty, “is something wrong?”
“Not really,” Patty
said, sitting next to Ana on the floor of the tent. As she sat opposite Ana,
she crossed her legs Indian style and her pussy opened up, treating Ana to a
complete look of the moist, lovely wet pink interior. “Just feeling a little
lonely at the moment, I just had another bad break-up; it’s not really new, I
haven’t found a perfect mate since my last year of High School.”
“He must have been
a fool!” Ana said strongly. “Anyone that would let you go is either mad or a
fool.”
“Why thanks again,
you know, you still haven’t told me your name and where you were going in such
a hurry.”
“You can call me
‘Sugar’ all my friends call me that, it’s because they say I’m the sweetest of
my sisters.” Ana didn’t mention she was talking about her taste.
Patty, however,
said “and so sweet you are,” and her eyes dropped to some juices pooling from
Ana’s cunt, without thinking she licked her lips as she saw them.
Ana didn’t fail to
notice this, but went on talking saying, “As to where I was going, I really
wasn’t going anywhere,” Ana confessed, “I was just trying to run away.”
“Run away,” Patty
said concerned, “run away from what, their not mistreating you at home are they.”
“It wasn’t a who
really, it was more like a what, I was trying to run away from something I was
feeling at the moment; it was loneliness,” Ana sobbed, “I felt so alone it was
driving me crazy, I’ve never been alone in my life. I have a mother I love and
had never been separated from, sisters I’ve never been apart from, and now I
even have a father for the first time in my life, and brothers I think I’ll
really learn to love, but, somehow, I suddenly found myself alone and I
couldn’t take it.” Ana was really crying now. “I just missed everyone I loved
so much.” She broke down in tears again and Patty leaned over to her.
“There, there,
you’re not alone now, Sugar, and neither am I. I very much doubt that us running into each other (literally) could have been an
accident, we were meant to find each other.”
Patty hugged Ana, and Ana leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.
Catching a taste of something on Patty’s face, she then grabbed hold of Patty
and kissed her on the lips, taking her by surprise, as Patty’s mouth dropped
open in shock, Ana forced her tongue inside and forced it dance with Patty’s
for several minutes. Patty tried to break free, but was finding the feelings
running through her body hard to fight.
Finally Ana broke
off the kiss and asked, “Did she look like me?”
“What,” Patty said
surprised, unsure what Ana meant.
“You’re true love
in high school, did she look like me?”
Patty looked at her
in shock, who was this young girl who had so captured
her heart. How did she know? Patty had indeed had a lesbian affair in High
School, and yes, she had looked very much like Ana, it was maybe the reason why
when she saw Ana’s open pussy gushing juices before her, she couldn’t resist
reminding herself of the taste. Patty had fought long and hard in her college
years to suppress that side of her, going from one failed relationship to
another, knowing quite well why they never quite worked out. “We can’t do
this,” Patty said, “I’m not like that, I—I—” she couldn’t think what to say,
especially when Ana glued her lips to one of her nipples, one of her now very
hard nipples.
After a few minutes
Ana released Patty’s boob and said, “I was having the most incredible dream
before waking up, do you know what it was. I’ll tell you, I was dreaming that
you were giving me one glorious orgasm after another as you sucked and sucked
my pussy without wanting to ever stop. The strange thing is, that when I kissed
you on the cheek a little while ago, I caught a most incredible taste, you know
what I tasted, Patty, I’ll tell you, I tasted me, I love how I taste, how my
sisters taste, which is why I just had to suck your tongue to get all the taste
of me I could. I wasn’t completely dreaming was I Patty?”
Ana was looking
deep into Patty’s eyes as she said this, but she showed absolutely no signs of
anger at being violated while unconscious, all she showed was love for this
woman, and Patty new her eyes probably reflected the same message. “She did
look like you,” Patty said, “but you are much sweeter, in every sense we can
give the word. When you first lay down to sleep, you moved you finger to your
sweet hole, and you started masturbating in your sleep. You looked so beautiful
and exciting that I had to masturbate along with you, I wanted to CUM with you,
and then when you actually came, and I saw you gushing those sweet juices, I
just had to have a taste, but once I tasted it, I just couldn’t stop until I
had had more and more of you.”
Ana still had her
arm around Patty’s back, but Patty was no longer resisting any advances Ana
made and Ana let her arm drop to the front of Patty’s body and with her hand
resting on Patty’s crotch, began to tenderly rub Patty’s cunt lips and clit. As
she did this she resumed her attack on Patty’s boob, sucking first one, then
the other.
Soon Patty was too
weak with joy and lust to even consider putting a stop to it when Ana pushed
her on her back and straddling her in a 69 position began rubbing her pussy in
Patty’s face, as she ate Patty’s cunt greedily. Patty soon began once more feasting
on Ana’s pussy, with no guilt this time since Ana was awake and permitting her
full access. Patty explored Ana’s pussy completely with her
tongue, sucking on Ana’s cunt lips, and at times gently biting her clit.
She was in love with Ana’s taste, she, in fact, loved everything about this
girl that was giving her more pleasure than she had felt in almost 7 years;
this girl that was helping her to remember who she truly was.
Patty felt Ana
stick three fingers in her pussy hole and start pumping as she continued to
suck her clit. Patty returned the favor by pumping her fingers in and out of
Ana rapidly. Soon, they both had each other at a point of no return, and with a
small scream, Ana came in Patty’s mouth, driving Patty to a furious orgasm of
her own, one like she had not felt since High School. Even after cumming, they
continued attacking each other, driving each other to at least two smaller
orgasms a piece before Ana turned around, so she was face to face with Patty,
and locked lips once more with Patty. Ana kissed her like she had kissed no one
before in her life, loving every bit of her, knowing without a doubt in her
mind, that she had found her soul-mate.
After spending two
more hours of hot non-stop lesbian sex together, they both collapsed and fell
asleep in each others arms.
An hour later, Ana
woke up to find Patty still sleeping soundly beside her. Ana watched her
sleeping for a while, loving every part of her, “I love you, Patty,” she said
softly as Patty slept. Then, suddenly hearing herself
say those words she fell into a dark hole of despair and confusion.
“I love you,” she
thought, “no, I can’t love you, not the way my heart is telling me, you’re a
girl, and I’m a girl. I enjoy sex with girls, but I don’t fall in love with
girls—DO I—No, I can’t, I’m not, I’m not—AM I?”
The confusion so over-powered
Ana that she felt she had to get away and think somewhere else, “It’s the
sexual lust,” she thought, “that has to be it, once I’m away from Patty, I’ll
never think about her again.” She saw her bikini on the floor next to Patty’s
surf board, and grabbing it, slowly got up, careful not to make a sound. She
quietly slipped out of the tent and once on the beach again, walked as fast as
she could back toward the direction of the entrance in the wall, through which,
after putting her bikini back on, she walked and emerged back on the regular
beach. Once there, she headed back toward her family’s tents, only to find that
everything was gone. Looking around, she heard a voice from behind say, “Ana,
Ana where have you been?”
Turning around she
saw the younger
“They’re all at
your house. There’s some sort of family meeting or something. Everyone was
looking for you; they thought you had gone on ahead.”
“Have they been
gone long?”
“Not really, Ron,
Pietro, Amy and Jason finished taking the last things around 20 minutes ago.
Don, John, Lana, Hannah, Debbie and myself had been at
your house for some time.”
“I thought Ron and
Hannah were going to a movie and lunch?”
“I heard that was the
plan, but they cancelled when Lana caught up with them and demanded Hannah join
her for the rest of the day.”
“Well, I’d better
go see what is going on.”
“Here,” Katrina
said, tossing her a towel, “you don’t want to be walking the streets alone,
dressed like that, even if it is only 3 blocks.”
“Thanks,” Ana said
appreciatively, wrapping the towel around her mid-section like a skirt. As she
walked home, to her joy and also to her confused pain, she realized that all
she could think about were the hours she had passed with Patty. “I’m not
forgetting you Patty, “she thought, “I still love you!”
In her tent, Patty
was just waking up and looking over to see her sweet Sugar, this girl that had
captured her heart, the new love of her life, she found the spot where she had
been laying down, empty. Her true love was once more missing. Getting up and
searching the area around her tent, she saw no sign of the girl anywhere.
“She’s gone,” Patty
thought, almost in tears, “she’s gone and I don’t even know her real name, all
I know is that I love her. How can I survive without her?”
“Ms. Clark,” she
heard someone say behind her.
Turning she saw a
past student of hers, Jennifer Lewis.
“Ms. Lewis, how are
you, I would have thought you’d be on your way to
“I did, I actually
have to start in two weeks, I wanted to thank you; it was really your
recommendation that sealed the deal for me, YOU ARE THE NUMBER 1 HIGH SCHOOL
TEACHER AROUND!”
Chapter Nineteen – Family
Gathering
“What’s up?” Ana
asked walking into her room and seeing Lana and Hannah busy at the computer
monitor.
“Where were you? We
looked all over for you,” Lana said, somewhat cross.
“I was tired and
took a nap. Our own tents were occupied so I had to find somewhere else to
sleep.”
“They’re cumming
again.” Hannah said.
“Is it still
recording?” Lana asked excitedly.
“Yes, I think this
should be enough to make our final edits.” Hannah said opening another program.
“So you haven’t
told me what’s going on, Katrina said something about a meeting.”
“Yeah, John and the
rest of the boys say they have something important to show us, Hannah knows
what it is but she won’t tell me.” Lana said this last part with a bitter tone and
shot Hannah a cold stare.
“Been ordered to
keep it quiet, ehhh?” Ana said, also sounding somewhat bitter.
“It’s a surprise,”
Hannah said to Ana, avoiding her questioning stare, “we’re supposed to meet
them in about half-an-hour in the studio.”
“Does it have
something to do with the band?” Ana asked curiously.
“Can’t say,” Hannah
said.
“Well at least tell
me what you’re working on there, you can tell me that can’t you?”
“Hannah thinks it’s
time to put an end to our ban,” Lana said sounding resentful, but also nodding
in agreement, “she wants to do something tonight, so she’s getting some
footage.”
Ana
looked closely at the monitor for the first time and saw John, Ron and Don
filling all three of Amy’s holes with cum.
“Hannah’s right,”
Ana said, to both girls’ surprise, “if all this ban is doing is keeping us from
remembering what its like to have a true cock pumping in and out of our cunts,
then what’s the point of it. That should be one of us right now.” She sounded
very bitter as she said this, in reality, as she watched the monitor; she
realized that it was truly Amy that was drawing her interest, that beautiful
bald pussy of hers. Patty’s had been almost bald too,
and she tasted so good.
“Dreaming about
being in Amy’s position right now are you,” Lana said mischievously as she
studied Ana, lost in thought. “I guess you two are right, if we can get this
lesson thing over with, the sooner the better. With Debbie and Katrina and Amy,
and anyone else that may be filling their needs,” Lana threw Hannah a reproachful
look as she said this, “I guess the boys sure aren’t missing out on as much
action as we are. We got some nice shots of John with Debbie and Don with
Katrina earlier.”
“Yeah,” Ana said
sounding a little surprised, “Katrina told me they had all been over here
earlier; I thought they were taking care of business elsewhere.”
“Well, they wanted
to be here early to check something out,” Hannah said, “so they finished their
business here. John was giving Debbie a tour of the game room, I never realized
everything we had tables for down there.”
“Why didn’t he just
show her his room?” Ana said surprised.
“Because that’s
where Don was finishing his business with Katrina.” Lana explained.
“You know,” Ana
said a bit confused, “like I said before, I met Katrina exactly where she was
when I first went to take my nap, yet she had time to come over here finish
business with Don and get back there; how long have I been gone anyway?”
“Ana, it’s almost
“You must really
have been having fun,” Lana said suspiciously, “if you didn’t even notice a
whole day slip away.”
“Oh, I was,” Ana
said dreamily without thinking, “I never had so much fun in my life.” Then,
realizing what she was saying and noticing the curious looks on her sisters’
faces she added, “sleeping you know, it can be real
fun.”
“Only when you’re
sharing the bed with someone,” Lana said, raising her eyes questionably.
“Oh, look,” Ana
said suddenly pointing to the monitor, “they’re leaving.”
“Oh, it must be time
to meet them,” Hannah said.
“Ana, put on your
‘short-short’ skirt and belly button top, we put it on the bed for you; no
underclothes.”
Looking at her
sisters, Ana realized for the first time that this was, in fact, all that they
were wearing. She could see her sisters’ hardened nipples through the strip of
material Lana had called a blouse. It just barely covered the bottom of their
breasts, and left a bit of the top of them uncovered. As for the skirts,
‘short-short’ was no exaggeration, as they barely reached the bottom of the
girls pussies, and any movement whatsoever left nothing unseen. Ana had never
quite appreciated just how beautiful her sisters’ pussies and breasts were, and
once more letting her mind wander toward thoughts of Patty, tried fruitlessly
to block them out. As she dressed she tried to push sex completely out of her
mind by saying, “hey, what happened to dinner?”
“We ate early,”
Lana said, “I guess you will end up eating late.”
As they were about
to walk out the door Hannah said, “Oh, the disk, can’t forget that.”
As she grabbed it,
Ana threw her a questioning glance, but Hannah didn’t say anything to explain,
and soon, they were on their way to the studio in the garage.
In the studio, they
were surprised to find, not only the boys, but Pietro and Amy as well. As they
all 3 took seats on the sofa in front of the giant screen, John, who was at the
computer said, “I asked all here because I got something in the mail today and
I didn’t want to open it unless we were all together.”
“Mail,” Lana
questioned, “you mean like a special delivery letter,” she said excitedly,
knowing that anything John had gotten concerning the whole family could only
have come from one source. “It was from Mom and Dad wasn’t it? But, how;
they’re isolated somewhere in the middle of the
“It was emailed,
stupid!” Lana opened her eyes when she heard Hannah, address her like this.
Hannah saw the hurt look on her face, but more importantly, the angry look in
Ron’s eyes and said, “I’m sorry, I just mean that it’s pretty obvious that even
in the middle of the ocean you can have satellite access to the internet,” she
stopped talking and put her head down, throwing Ron a painful, “I’m sorry
look,” with her eyes first.
“Hannah is probably
right,” John said, “anyway, the thing is, since it’s addressed ‘For The Entire Family’ I wanted us all here, that includes you
two,” he added, looking at Amy and Pietro, who both gave him a smile.
John pressed some
keys on the computer and opened the email server, since he was using the big
screen as a second monitor, they could all see what he was seeing on the small
monitor before him.
After logging in to
his account and reaching his inbox he said, “There it is, let’s see what they
have to say.”
Clicking on the
letter, he was disappointed and as annoyed as the rest to find one line of text;
it said, “Girls, your Mom says you have a great band.”
“That’s it?” Don
said.
“That’s what we’ve
been waiting all day to see?” Lana said, somewhat angrily.
“It can’t be,”
Hannah said, “that isn’t a message to the whole family. And the subject says,
to the whole family!”
“Can there be
something we’re not seeing?” Ron asked.
“Blue and red make
a sick combination.” Ana said, suddenly, “that I can see clearly.”
Everyone except
Hannah and John threw Ana a “you are so ridiculous” look. Here they were,
trying to solve the mystery of their parents message,
and all she could do was criticize their use of red font on a blue background.
“Ana, don’t be such
a—”
“—Genius!” Hannah
said.
“I should have seen
it before.” John said, “of course, the point was not to see it; like Ron said.”
He began scrolling down the apparently empty page, everyone except Hannah
having a puzzled look in their eyes.
“There,” Hannah
called out suddenly, “go back a line, I saw something. There, what’s that?”
Everyone focused on
the line Hannah was pointing out and saw only a series of dashes and a greater
than symbol, a large space, and a less than symbol followed by more dashes.
“They’re arrows,”
Hannah said, “pointing to the space between them, a URL no doubt.”
“How do you know
that,” Ron asked, a bit impressed with his slave.
It was John that
answered, by highlighting the line and revealing the hidden address clearly. He
then said, “It’s blue, that’s why we couldn’t immediately see it on the blue
background.”
“Is it really from
them,” Lana said cautiously, “I’ve heard of websites that destroy entire
computer networks, you can’t just click on anything you see in an email.”
“Well, this leads
to a video file called, ‘themessage’ on a website
named ‘fortheAndersonFamily’,” John said pointing out
various parts of the URL address.
“Well what are you
waiting for, click it,” Lana said, excited once more. “Let’s see what they
really have to say.” This suggestion was followed by shouts of agreement from
the others and John clicked it.
He was instantly directed
to an almost totally blank web page that on half loading gave the message, “for
files on this page to be accessed, the password must be entered.”
“A password” Don
said, “I didn’t even know Dad knew what a password was, less how to set up a
website with password protection.”
“Must have been
Mom,” John said, trying to think what the password might be.
“Mom doesn’t know
how to turn on our computers,” Hannah said, “I doubt she set up this webpage.”
“What can the password
be,” John said annoyed after trying all their names, their last name, their
names and last names together as well as the address and phone number.
“You’d think they’d
have given us a clue,” Don said angrily.
“Oh,” Hannah said
suddenly, “they did give us a clue! What do you think that one line of text was
for?”
Smiling as he
understood what she was saying, John typed in ‘tripletx’
and the browser screen was instantly replaced by an opening video program
screen, and as the video began to run, they smiled as the camera focused on
their Dad’s face.
Stan was obviously
on the deck of a boat, they could see the ocean behind him.
“Hi kids, as you
can see isolation really doesn’t work for your Mom and me.” The camera view
zoomed out and they saw their mom naked on her hands and knees, she was looking
at the camera and waving as she sucked Stan’s cock.
“Hey, if they are
both there, who’s controlling the camera?” Lana asked.
Almost as if he had
heard her question, Stan said, “let me introduce you to someone,” just then, a
man walked on screen behind Laura, a very naked man with a very erect dick and
stuck it in their mom’s inviting pussy.
“Wow,” Lana said,
“that guy is fucking mom, right in front of dad!”
“I think we can all
see that,” Don said, a note of disapproval in his voice.
“That is so hot,”
Ana said, feeling her pussy flood a bit at the thought of a stranger screwing
her mom right in front of their new pop. She noticed John throw her a disgusted
look and said, “Oh, come on, you have to admit it is, and dad obviously doesn’t
mind.”
“This is Henry,”
Stan continued, “he and his wife Josie,” looking toward the back of the camera
he said, “why don’t you put the camera down a while Josie and come wave at the
kids.” They saw the camera moving from side to side as it was obviously being
put on some sort of tripod and focused for static shots. They then saw a woman
come into the shot, a very nice, and like everyone else, naked woman with the
red-hair like Amy’s. There was a table behind their dad in the movie. Josie
went to it and sitting on it with her knees apart, exposed herself fully to the
camera. “Wait a second kids,” their dad said, “I need get a taste of this,” he
bent down and buried his head between Josie’s legs and feasted away.
Laura took the
opportunity to raise her head from Stan’s cock and talk as she continued
pumping him with her hand. “Henry and Josie have serviced us very nicely on
this trip,” she said, “and they’ve showed us a load of interesting activities a
person can use to pass the time on a boat;” She winked at the camera, then
continued saying, “like how to set up a website on a free webpage provider for
instance.” She moaned as Henry withdrew his cock from her pussy and stuck it in
her ass in one move.”
“Look,” Hannah said
amazed, “he’s fucking her in the butt now!”
“She has a nice
butt for fucking,” Ron said, “it’s no surprise he’d want to do it. I’ve seen a
butt or two just like that and just couldn’t resist sticking my cock in it.” As
he said this, Ron’s eyes met Hannah’s and they seemed to smile at each other
for a while until Hannah lowered her head in reverence.
On the screen,
Josie suddenly jumped down from the table and getting on her hands and knees
face to face with Laura and began kissing her as Stan speared her cunt from
behind. As he did so, he started talking again saying, “Now, your mother and I
have been talking greatly about the family—”
“—when we haven’t
been doing something else,” Laura said smiling, stopping her attack on Josie’s
tongue just long enough to get the words in.
“Right,” Stan said
as he watched Laura grab one of Josie’s breasts and suck it into her mouth,
“the point is though, that we’ve discovered that you kids have a lot more in
common than we could ever have originally hoped for. For instance, you are all
members of bands. We were wondering if you’ve had time to ‘explore’ all your over-lapping interests and talents. We wanted you to
know if you haven’t you should really try to get more fully together, permanently
merge, you all have your Mom and my blessings.” They watched as Laura and Josie
suddenly reversed positions so that Henry was now banging away at Josie’s cunt,
and Stan was busy in Laura’s. “We’ll be CUMMING soon,” Stan said.
“Coming home that
is,” Laura clarified.
“Right,” Stan said,
“that too.” He was clearly cumming in her and Laura and Josie were now shaking
with their own orgasms as Henry finally let go and started dumping his load in
Josie. “The point is,” Stan said as he slowly regained the will to speak, “when
we get home, we expect to see you all very well connected and ready to connect
with us.”
Josie suddenly
jumped on the table as Henry’s cock fell out of her pussy, and Laura quickly
climbed on top of her in a 69, position.
“They’re eating the cum right out of each other.” Ana said enviously, her
eyes fixed on Josie’s pussy.
“Look,” Don said,
“that Henry fellow just sucked Dad’s cock into his mouth and is cleaning it
off.”
Laura lifted her
head from Josie’s pussy long enough to say, “We really miss you, all of you, be
good. I can’t wait to be with all of you.”
“Ron,” Stan said
suddenly and firmly, “one final thing, to you specifically,” Ron looked amazed
at the screen, “play nice with Hannah!” Ron turned and looked bewildered at Hannah,
who in turn, looked absolutely terrified, “Was he forbidding Ron from being her
Master,” she wondered.
“But not too nice,”
Laura said, once more looking up from Josie’s pussy, “give her everything she
needs—”
“—right,” Stan
finished, “Just never forget she’s your sister.”
Ron and Hannah
smiled at each other, they approved of their relationship.
Everyone else in
the room looked oddly at the pair, but then heard their father speak again.
“Be sure and write
to let us know you received this message, and to let us know how you’ve been
getting along. Henry and Josie say that, at some other time, next week maybe,
we can actually try setting up a live-conference, but for now, email is fine.
Just be careful not to make it easy for anyone that shouldn’t read it to do so;
John and Hannah, that’s your department so I expect you can do it a lot better
than us. Love you all!”
“Yeah,” Laura said,
“Love you. Obey Pietro and Amy, who I trust by now have also learned how to get
along. Bye again.” As she said this, Henry got up
walking toward the camera and turning it off, leaving a blank screen in front
of the kids.
No one talked for a
few minutes, the video had gotten most of them, well all of them actually, very
hot and bothered. Lana was the first to talk saying, “so, when they mentioned
getting together and merging our shared interests and talents, does anyone
think they were really talking about the band?”
“To tell you the
truth,” Ron said, “I would find the band a hard thing to concentrate on in the
middle of an orgasm.”
Ana shot him a
nasty look, and then thought that given the choice between thinking about the
band, and thinking about Patty, she knew where her mind would be every second,
of every minute, of every hour. She quickly shook these thoughts off and instead
said angrily to Ron, “What did he mean about you playing nice with Hannah?” She
threw her sister a suspicious look.
“Hannah loves
chess,” Ron said, “just like me. Dad knows I can use some pretty brutal
strategy at times.” This was actually a very true statement.
“Yeah,” Lana said
doubtfully, “why do I get the feeling that’s not all you can be brutal at?”
“You should talk,”
Hannah said angrily.
“Yeah,” Don added,
“aren’t you the one who got Ron and Hannah extra close by having him suck the
shit out of her, literally?” Don laughed as he said this, but neither Ron, nor
Lana, looked very happy, and poor Hannah shot Don a terrified look. Hannah did
not want her Master reminded that she had been used to humiliate him, that
wouldn’t be good for their relationship.
“Then again,”
Hannah thought smiling, “it might make him extra mad at me and make him want to
really beat me.” Her pussy flooded at this thought.
Amy and Pietro, who
had been observing quietly, up to now, rose, and Amy said, “Well, I better go
finish some cleaning I was doing, I’m a bit late today, if you send your
parents a reply, say hi for me.”
“And don’t forget
to give them my salutations too.” Pietro said as he followed Amy outside.
Now alone; with the
boys, the girls looked at each other and gave each other a nod that said, “It’s
time!”
Chapter Twenty – Shared
Resources
“So, listen,” Lana
said, “As long as we have the computer connected to that giant screen, why
don’t we watch something?”
As she said this,
she pulled the disk Hannah had made from the pocket of her skirt, (It was
actually amazing that there was room on that skirt for a pocket, not to mention
enough room to keep a disk hidden up to now).
“What’s that?” John
asked.
“I guess you could
call it our first music video.” Lana said. “Jason gave me a recording he made
last night of one of our songs, he also made me copies of several pictures and
video files friends of his, Debbie and Katrina had made with their cell phones.”
“Was there enough
light to see anything?” Don asked.
“Not in most, but
Hannah fixed the ones that could be enhanced and strung them all together,
adding our song in the background, and this it the result!” She handed John the
disk. “It will probably look best if you kill all the lights in here.”
Ron took the hint
and, going over to the light switch, turned off all the lights. The studio was
in total darkness except for the computer monitor and the big screen. Nothing
else could be seen. Then, John had the video playing and could hear that it was
their second song of the night, “American Pie”, it sounded incredibly clear for
an amateur taping; Hannah had no doubt enhanced the audio as well as the
incredibly clear video shorts that were being seen, sometimes interrupted by
still photos, all of them taken of them on stage throughout the night from
different angles. The boys really loved it, John especially, was thinking,
“this is incredible work for something thrown together in a rush, using a
mediocre video program. Imagine what she could do with the proper time and
equipment.”
Then, suddenly, the
scene changed, their song could still be heard in the background, but now, they
weren’t watching themselves on stage, they were looking at the girls, they were
naked and performing all sorts of sexual acts, but where? The boys huddled
around the screen and suddenly realized that they were everywhere; everywhere
in the house they had a hidden camera that is! Though the longest and most dick
hardening scene was on the girls own bed; the girls had been sure to include at
least one scene from each camera, and
they had been sure to demonstrate that they had full understanding of how to
control the cameras as well, turning them and zooming them in at the most
perfect moments.
Though the boys
knew they were in for a super-ear-pulling the moment the movie was over, they
just watched on for now, it was hard to take your eyes off these girls,
especially in the middle of scenes of this nature.
Suddenly, the
height of the movie portion decreased, leaving room above and below the scene for
words to scroll across the screen. “DO YOU LIKE TO WATCH US?” scrolled up on
top of the latest scene; followed, a few minutes later by the words, “WE KNOW
YOU DO!” scrolling on the bottom. After a few minutes, the words on top were
replaced by, “WE DON’T MIND!” and the bottom line said, “YOU CAN WATCH US ANYTIME!”
A smile came to all
the boys, they were giving them permission to keep the cameras up, they all
thought. Then, suddenly, the screen went completely black, though the music
could still be heard in the background, and they saw the movie screen return to
full height. In the center, words began to spin on the screen, slowly pasting
themselves onto specific parts of the screen area until they formed a phrase
that puzzled the boys, “JUST REMEMBER, WE GET TO WATCH YOU TOO!”
The scene changed
again, and now the boys realized that they were the ones on the screen, also in
different parts of the house. Though not all the scenes involved sex, the girls
included these to make a point that the boys could be watched anywhere they
were, some of the scenes left the boys with a bad taste in their mouth; among
these were the scenes of John fucking Debbie in the game room and Don with
Katrina in the boys room. The girls had obviously added a camera there.
Finally the song
ended and the last scene blacked out leaving a final message, “REMEMBER, WE’RE
ALL FAMILY NOW, WE SHARE ALL RESOURCES!”
This final message
left a smile on their faces, but they still wanted to chew the girls out. Maybe
not for spying on them, they knew they had started it, but maybe for not just
talking straight with them from the beginning. Letting them know how they felt.
Ron went over to
the light switch and turned the lights back on, looking toward the girls he
thought, “hell, we’ve wasted enough time, we can take a hint.”
John and Don were
thinking the same thing, as they looked over and saw that the girls had gotten
completely naked (not that they were wearing much to start with) in the
darkness and were now leaning over the sofa with their bare pussies and asses
pointed straight at the boys.
“I guess it’s
really about time we got together,” Ron said, freeing his erect cock and
walking over to Hannah, he knew, he’d eventually fuck them all, but only Hannah
could be number one. John made a strong connection with Lana,
and Don got together with Ana. Within the next few hours they had continued to
rotate until each had fucked each of them (both in the cunt and in the ass),
each had sucked each of them, and each had come at least three times. They
finished in the large sofa, which had been converted into an equally large bed,
in each others arms, now fully united.
Chapter Twenty-One – Revenge
of the Master
Lana felt someone
sucking her pussy enthusiastically; over the night, all her brothers and her
sisters had had a taste, and she couldn’t remember the number of times she had
been awakened to this wonderful feeling.
Opening her eyes,
she saw Hannah, still asleep on her right, she was still on top of Ron; though
they had both fucked all the rest of them, Ron and Hannah had kept going back
to each other throughout the evening, and had, eventually gone to bed with
Ron’s cock deep in Hannah’s cunt.
Turning her head
toward her left, she saw Ana, face down on top of John. Lana wondered what was
wrong with Ana, she had seemed preoccupied during most of the night and she
hadn’t seemed to be able to enjoy the boys’ cocks as much as Hannah and her.
Everyone had noticed this, though she alone had eventually pulled Ana aside to
question her.
“Are you alright?”
Lana had asked her.
“What do you mean?”
Ana had countered somewhat evasively.
“I don’t know; you
just don’t seem to be all here. We’ve all had around twenty orgasms tonight;
you’ve had, what, one? And that one because I pretty much had to force it on
you! Come on, tell me what’s wrong, aren’t you enjoying the boys company?”
“Of course I enjoy
it; I’m as bi- as the rest of you! I know how to enjoy a good cock! Now if you
don’t mind, I’ll go suck one!” She pulled Ron’s cock (who had been violently
fucking Hannah, again, and who had looked up when she made her comment) right
out of Hannah’s pussy and into her mouth. She had seemed very defensive and
upset as she said that, she then avoided talking to Lana for the rest of the
night, and, though Ana did start allowing herself to cum a lot more during the
night, no one missed the fact that it was only when she was either with Lana or
with Hannah.
Under her, Lana
felt Don’s steady breathing, indicating that he was still asleep; she couldn’t
believe she still felt his erect cock up her ass, just where it was when they
finally fell asleep. It sure felt good there, especially with the tongue now
working like mad in her pussy.
“Wait a second,”
she thought suddenly, “If all my brothers and sisters are still here in bed
with me, then who’s in my pussy?” Not that the answer really mattered to Lana,
the person was doing such a great job, but sometimes you just want to know who
is sexually pleasuring you.
She looked down
toward her pussy, and though she couldn’t see a face (as it was buried deep in
her cunt) the flow of red hair told her that it was Amy busy there. She felt a
surge of joy and happiness at that fact, Amy had been the only one in the house
she had not made a true connection with; well her and her new Dad, actually,
but Lana’s connection with her new father would have to wait a while.
She tried spreading
her legs as much as possible without bothering anyone on her side, but she felt
people starting to stir all around her, not to mention a pumping by the cock in
her ass. Soon they were all fucking again, until, one by one, they all came,
well, all except Ana, who didn’t cum until Amy finished completely eating out
Lana, and moved over to suck and ream Ana’s asshole.
The boys and girls
then assumed 69 positions to clean each other off: Ron sucking the cum out of
Hannah while she sucked his cock clean, Ana doing the same with John, and as
Lana cleaned off Don and he feasted on her pussy juices, Amy cleaned the cum
out of her ass from behind.
“Well, good morning
all of you,” Amy finally said, “or better said, good afternoon, since it is
officially after
“You’re kidding,”
John said, “I promised Debbie—”
“Oh no,” Don said
cutting in, “Katrina will kill—”
“I have already
talked with your ‘guides’, Amy said, “they understood there was a family matter
to attend to and they said they’d be back tomorrow, or that if you finished
early, and wanted to see them sooner, to call them.”
“I’d better go find
Katrina,” Don said, “It’s her birthday today and I promised her a very special
present.”
“I’ll go with you,”
John said, “If I can’t find Debbie, “he said smiling wryly, “I’ll just help you
with Katrina’s present.”
Don threw him a
reproachful look but said, “Fine.”
“Not fine,” Amy said,
and everyone looked at her surprised. “I came to get you because you all need
to eat something first. I have some roast chicken and potatoes for all of you.”
“For breakfast” Ana
said with a doubtful face.
“Technically it is
lunch time,” Amy said, and actually, “it is the late dinner I prepared for you
all last night (since what you had had to that point was basically a late
lunch), the dinner none of you ever came in to eat.”
As the kids, and
Ana especially, realized that they had in fact missed both last night’s dinner
and this morning’s breakfast, they became more aware of their growling stomachs.
Smiling Lana said,
“I guess CUM can only fill you so much.
Laughing at that,
they all followed Amy back to the house and gathered around the kitchen table.
After eating, John
and Don, left immediately to find the Wilson girls; Ron also stepped out,
claiming he needed to buy something at the local pet shop, and then return to
the studio to work on his base, he claimed it had been a little out of tune.
With Pietro working
in the front garden, and Amy cleaning the house, the girls decided to go up to
their room and just hang for a while.
Lana was quickly
getting bored with watching Hannah stare out of the window toward the garage, and Ana moping silently on the bed like a love sick
puppy.
“What is wrong with
you two,” Lana said annoyed, “We should be having some fun. I hardly recognize
either of you!”
“Lana,” Hannah
said, “we spent most of the night having fun. Maybe we just need a break from
sex.”
“Yeah,” Ana agreed
sadly, “what’s the point of it anymore?”
These last
statements left Lana open mouthed and angry. “Okay, that is it! Ana, I know who
she’s dreaming about, even though she won’t say anything,” she looked over at
Hannah sitting by the window, “but who has you in such a gloomy ‘only one
person in the world will truly satisfy me’ attitude?”
Hannah turned away
from the window interested, she might live only for her Master, but that didn’t
mean her sisters’ lives no longer interested her. “Yeah,” she said turning to
Ana, “I know that look, you’re as much in love as I—” she stopped suddenly
looking flustered and turning red, finished saying, “—as I think John is with
Debbie.”
“You two don’t know
what you’re talking about!” Ana screamed angrily, “Not that my life is any of
your business!” She lay face down in bed
and putting a pillow over her head refused to listen or look at her sisters.
Both Lana and even
Hannah (who knew her secret, if you could call it that was only temporary) felt
hurt by Ana’s words.
“Our lives have
always been each others business.” Lana said softly, but firmly, “we’ve never
had any secrets from each other,” and throwing a look at Hannah said, “Well no
real secrets anyway.”
“I don’t believe
you’re cutting us out of your life like this,” Hannah said, suddenly almost in
tears.
“You’re one to
talk,” Ana said suddenly pulling the pillow off her head and turning an angry
face to Hannah, showing that she was herself in tears, “but you understand
what’s happening in your life, you don’t care if others think you’re weird or
insane, you know what gives you pleasure and you’re not ashamed of it!”
Lana was suddenly
very worried about her sister, and the worry drowned
out any anger or resentment she might have been feeling. Climbing on the bed next
to Ana she pulled Ana’s head to her breast and had Ana suck on her silently for
a while, she then signaled Hannah to get on Ana’s other side and start sucking
Ana’s boob. Their mother always used this approach to calm any of them that was
truly upset. As Ana calmed down a bit, Lana petted her long hair with one hand
as Ana continued attacking Lana’s tit furiously, Lana then dropped her other
hand to Ana’s pussy and started gently caressing her cunt, working a finger
softly in and out as she did.
As Ana became truly
receptive to this treatment, Lana whispered to her, “We love you Ana, you know
that, and we want to help you, but you have to tell us what’s wrong.”
Ana finally took
her mouth off Lana’s breasts and nodding slowly let them know with her eyes that
she would tell them everything, “Just, just don’t stop okay?” she said,
throwing a look at her breast in Hannah’s mouth and Lana’s finger in her pussy.
Lana, now also, bent over and took Ana’s other breast between her lips and
gently sucked.
Giving a sigh Ana
let both her hands drop and one found Lana’s wet hole, and the other was
quickly busy in Hannah’s. In this loving position she was finally able to start
talking.
“Hannah is right,”
she said, “I really, really think that I am in love. I met someone and I can’t
stop thinking, dreaming, fantasizing; but I’m so confused, it’s just so new, so
different, and we start High School in a few weeks, what if someone were to
find out? They wouldn’t leave me alone, would they?” Though Ana did not hurry
and specify what was so strange or chaotic about being in love that it could
destroy her reputation at school, her sisters neither questioned nor rushed her
to get to the point. They just continued with their ministrations. Finally Ana
said, “I don’t even know who she really is, all I know is that her name is
Patty, that she’s a goddess (My Goddess) and that she is my soul mate; I love
her.”
Lana
and Hannah continued their loving treatment of Ana, but both had suddenly
become very wide-eyed; understanding at last their sisters predicament, but
neither knowing exactly what to say.
After the mutual
masturbation had brought them all to orgasm, they all lay back on the bed and
Lana finally said, “So you really think you’re in love with this woman?”
“I think so, yeah, but
since I ran out before trying to find out for sure, now I may never know.”
Just then, they
heard someone calling at the window and Hannah leapt off the bed.
“Get down to the
studio now, alone!” Lana heard someone say, and she
noticed the smile that suddenly appeared on Hannah’s face; why couldn’t she
smile like that for her?
“You can’t go now,”
Lana said as Hannah grabbed a large T-shirt, “we’re in the middle of something
serious.”
“It’s okay, Lana,”
Ana said, “I’m feeling a lot better now, it really helped me to be able to say
what was going on, and I thank you both so much.”
“No,” Lana said
furiously, “she’s not going!” Lana got in front of Hannah to block her way.
“Lana, get out of
the way, you can’t tell me what to do; you’re not my Master.”
“But he is!” Lana
said, grabbing Hannah by the arm and pulling her to the bed. “He is isn’t he?”
“Lana, let go of my
arm, you’re hurting me!”
“I thought that’s
what you wanted!” Lana screamed looking a little insane, which at the moment,
she was; insane with anger over the loss of her property. “Ana, get me the
chains from the closet now!” As she said this, she threw Hannah on the bed and
climbed on top of her.
“Lana,” Ana said a
little scared, “this isn’t funny, we’ve always had an understand—”
“Understand this BITCH,
you get me those chains now or the first thing I do when we get to the new
school is nominate you for president of the lesbian society!”
“Ana, NO!” Hannah
said crying under Lana’s weight, “I have to go to him, NOW!”
Ana, however, was
looking at Lana, a bit hurt and a lot scared, she knew there was no arguing
with her in this state. She got up and going over to the closet brought out
some heavy chains.
“Chain her arms and
her legs, NOW!” Lana screamed, “Attach it to the bed post and gag that WHORE!”
“No!” Hannah
screamed terrified; it was so weird, only a day or two ago she would have given
her entire life to be treated this way by Lana, but now there was only one
person who had a right to treat her this way, and she didn’t want to lose him.
“Lana, please don’t!”
As Ana gagged
Hannah, Lana leaned over and bit Hannah’s tits, one after the other, as Hannah
tried to pull away from the pain, Lana released her tits saying in an evil
voice, “He’s changed you, turned you against me, but don’t worry sis, I’m going
to teach him a lesson, and he will know not to mess with my property.”
Getting up and
going to the closet she came back with several items: two natural contours
ultimate massagers, two clamps, and a role of tape. She took one of the
massagers and stuck it in Hannah’s cunt, it’s curve shape, designed for the
contours of a woman’s body, delivered strong vibrations to both ends, bringing
pleasure to both Hannah’s G-spot on the inside, and her clit on the outside.
Lana then grabbed the second one and stuck it in Hannah’s ass. Wrapping tape
around Hannah’s front and back to hold the massagers in place; she used the
clamps to pinch Hannah’s tits. As Hannah squirmed from the pain and the
pleasure, Lana leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. “I’ll go talk to
that false master of yours now, and when it’s over, you can be sure he will
never bother you again.”
Turning to Ana, she
said, “Stay with her, but don’t touch her. Unless she dies from pleasure, don’t
even consider releasing her, do you understand me Ellen?”
Ana slowly nodded,
she might not like how Lana was treating Hannah, but she was at least glad not
to be the target of the ‘Orgasm Queen’s’ wrath for once. Plus, she remembered
all the times Hannah would just stand over them, playing with herself, while
Lana had her way with her.
Lana had grabbed
the T-shirt Hannah had pulled out of the closet and thrown it on herself. Since
it was Hannah’s, there was an ‘H’ sown onto the side. It was Lana’s plan to get
Ron off his guard.
As she walked into
the studio Ron shouted, “You’re late!” and walking over to her slapped her on
her face.
Lana threw him an
angry look, and was about to say something when she suddenly remembered she was
suppose to be Hannah, lowering her head she said, “I’m sorry master, my sisters
delayed me.”
“Yeah,” Ron said
angrily, “well next time you slap your sisters across the face and tell them
‘Your Master’s call is above ALL!” Ron smiled inside himself at the look of
disgust in Lana’s eyes. He wondered what the “Orgasm Queen’ was up to, and more
importantly what she had done with his beloved toy. “Probably has her chained
up in the room,” he thought, “it’s the only way she’d be able to keep her from
coming to me.”
Though he had instantly
known this wasn’t Hannah, he decided to play along. He owed Lana a little
payback, and this was a perfect chance to give it to her.
“Take off that
T-shirt!” Ron ordered. “I brought you something special to wear.” As he said
this, he pulled her close and ripped the shirt right off her body leaving her
nude. He then pulled out a small box with the words, ‘Best-Pet’ on it and,
opening it, pulled out a dog collar.
Lana looked
insulted and infuriated but decided to hold off a little longer before trying
to cut Ron’s cock off (what she had come to the garage to do).
Ron, however,
didn’t give her the opportunity to speak. He hit her hard across the face
(harder than he would ever consider hitting his precious Hannah) and before
Lana could react, he grabbed a long piece of fabric (from the T-shirt he had
torn off her) and tied it several times around her mouth. He didn’t want her
saying she wasn’t Hannah, even though he could see that the necklace she wore
was clearly marked ‘L’.
As her hands shot
up to remove the gag, he grabbed them and held them tightly behind her back as
he pushed her toward the opposite side of the room, where, for the first time,
she noticed chains. They were screwed to the wall, like in a dungeon.
This was actually a
surprise Ron had finished preparing for the real Hannah, one he knew she would
love, but they were perfect for the current situation.
Ron chained Lana’s
arms to the wall, her back to him; when she tried to kick him in the balls, he
chained her legs to the wall as well.
“What, you insolent
DUMBASS SLAVE! You would resist your Master’s wishes to use you for his
pleasure?” He put the dog collar around her neck and tightened it to the degree
where it was almost choking her. He then grabbed a belt from a nearby table and
whipped her three times across the ass. Lana threw him a look full of shock,
hate and pain.
“What, no pleasure
yet” Ron thought to himself, “I can fix that.”
He went to the
cabinet on the side and came back with several vibrators, grabbing Lana, he
pushed a rather over-sized one deep in her pussy without stopping to let her
adjust to the size, the pain was indescribable, but not as indescribable as the
pleasure and joy that suddenly shot through Lana’s body when, in one instant,
he turned it on full. Lana couldn’t believe it, in one second she was cumming
like she’d never cum before.
Ron then stuck
another vibrator in her ass, also making sure it hurt a lot going in, before
also turning it on full power.
The ‘Orgasm Queen’
was reduce to a whimpering, crying slump, instantly; one that would have been
on the floor if it were not for the chains holding her against the wall.
Ron then grabbed a
third vibrator, and walking right behind Lana, alternated between using it on
her tits, nipples and clit; every now and then, he would stop to whip her two
or three times on the ass cheeks with the belt he still held in his other hand.
The amount of pain and pleasure was starting to prove too much for Lana, but
strangely enough, she was no longer resisting and in no way wanted this
treatment to end. It hurt, but, the pain was nothing compared to the pleasure
and joy it brought afterward.
Suddenly, Lana fell
to the floor in a broken down heap. Her arms and legs had been freed, and the
vibrators were all gone. Lana couldn’t believe how empty she felt, there was an
unexplainable need and desire to be once more filled, and filled to the point
of exploding.
Lana heard Ron
doing something somewhere nearby, she didn’t know what though; she was still on
the floor and could not even lift her head to look. Suddenly, she felt Ron grab
her by the collar and pull her up a bit, he was attaching something to the
collar ring. He suddenly let her drop once more to the floor, but she felt a
pressure pulling her from around her neck.
Mustering up enough
strength to look what was happening, she realized that Ron had her on a leash,
and weirdly enough, rather than disgust her, it excited her beyond belief.
“Get on your hand’s
and knees and walk BITCH!” Ron said strongly.
“Bitch,” Lana
thought, “yes, that’s what I am, I’m a bitch, a female dog on a collar and
leash, stopping on every corner to be humped by every dog that comes around!”
These thoughts drove Lana wild with expectation as she got on her hands and
knees, holding her ass up high, letting Ron lead her across the room; she could
now see that he had re-opened the sofa bed and it was waiting to be filled.
“Jump on the bed
little bitch, make your master proud.”
Lana jumped up
staying in a four legged position and Ron jumped up behind her and drove his
now free and very erect cock straight in her still very open pussy. After
fucking her doggy style to another body shaking orgasm, Ron turned her around
and resumed fucking her in the missionary position. He reached for the gag she
was still wearing an removing it said, “I think we can
get rid of the muzzle now, I doubt you’ll think of biting your master now.
Lana stayed very
quiet, even without the gag she kept her mouth tightly shut. She was afraid
that if she said something, Ron might find out she wasn’t really Hannah, she
thought if that happened, he’d not only stop pleasuring her now, he might never
pleasure her like this again. Not that she planned to become his full time
slave like Hannah, but she had to admit, she definitely understood her sister
better.
After an hour of
being used by Ron in every possible sexual way conceivable, Lana couldn’t take
it anymore and begging said, “Can’t, can’t do it anymore, please stop, please.”
This was what the
‘Master’ had been waiting to hear, that he had bested the ‘Orgasm Queen’. “You
want me to stop?” he asked strongly.
“Yes, yes please.”
Lana said.
“Please what?” Ron
asked firmly.
“What does he
mean,” Lana thought desperately, then, as a light blinked in her mind she said,
“yes Master.”
“Very good,” Ron
said lying on his back and pulling Lana on top of him to kiss her for a while.
He then looked her in the eye and said, “So why don’t we consider the ‘Master’
and the ‘Orgasm Queen’ even now, and just start fresh.”
Lana looked at him
surprised and said, “You knew, you knew all along that I wasn’t Hannah?”
“Of course I knew
you weren’t my girl. So, is it a deal, you never again mention how you turned
me into Hannah’s toilet paper for a day, and I never mention how I turned you
into my loyal puppy for a day and drove the ‘Orgasm Queen’ to the point where
she couldn’t handle another orgasm.”
Lana smiled and,
leaning over, kissed Ron again with true affection.
When they broke it
off Ron said, “I take that to mean we have a deal?”
Lana nodded and
then said, “So how long have you known it was me?”
“I’d say since you
walked through the studio door.”
“But how could you
know,” Lana questioned, somewhat confused by this revelation.
“Oh, a few things,
first of all, my heart didn’t skip a few beats when you first walked in like it
does whenever I’m around my Hannah.” Lana looked at him curiously and he added,
“Don’t get me wrong, I love you and Ana just as much, but Hannah and I have a
very special connection that I really can’t explain.” Smiling, he continued,
“the second thing that tipped me off to you was the fact that you looked like
you wanted kill me when I slapped you; I could throw a vat of acid on Hannah
and she would still look at me with nothing but pure love. Finally, that ‘L’ on
your necklace sort of confirmed all my suspicions.”
“Oh,” Lana laughed
a little embarrassed at being so dumb. She then said, “Maybe I should get back
to Ana and Hannah. I left Hannah in a bit of a tangle, and Ana was a bit
confused and depressed too.”
“Because she just
found out she’s a lesbian?” Ron asked.
Lana looked at him
amazed and said, “How did you know about that?”
“I heard her when
she told you last night.”
“Last night?” Lana
questioned, “When did she tell me that last night?”
“You know, when she
told you she was ‘bi- and knew how to enjoy a good cock too’.”
Lana was confused
and said, “How is saying that the same as saying she’s a lesbian?”
“Well,” Ron said
with an air of someone explaining that ‘one plus one equals two’ “my brothers an I say that all the time too.” When Lana continued to look
at him with a puzzled stare, he added, “it usually
follows the phase, ‘for me a juicy cunt is number one’.”
Lana united the
phrases quickly in her head thinking, “For me a juicy cunt is number one, but
I’m bi- I know how to enjoy a good cock too.” She opened her eyes wide as she
thought of the reverse, what was true for her personally, and, she was sure,
for any girl that wasn’t a lesbian, “for me a long thick cock is number one,
but I’m bi- I know how to enjoy a juicy cunt too.”
“You’re right,” she
suddenly said out loud, “she did tell me last night. I should have caught on.
I’m such a terrible sister!” she said sadly.
“Hey,” Ron said,
kissing her again, and calming her a bit. “What Ana is going through is not
just new for her; it’s new for all of you. So don’t blame yourself, and
remember your brothers are here to help too.”
“How can you help
with this?” Lana said doubtfully, though appreciative of the offer.
“Well, for one
thing, we’re going fuck Ana silly every day until school starts, and you’ll
help by not doing one thing to trigger an orgasm in her until then.”
“How will that
help, I mean, will it stop her from being who she is?”
“No, but it will
help her remember a part of her she’s forgotten.” Ron said.
Lana looked
curiously at him again and he explained, “Finding out so suddenly that she’s a
lesbian seems to have left her in some sort of a ‘cock freeze mode’. She’s not
‘enjoying a good cock’ the way a bi- really should. I consider that a very
unhealthy attitude in this family, so I want you to help me get her back on the
right track by letting me and my brothers supply all of Ana’s orgasms for a
while.”
Nodding, Lana said,
“Hannah is happier than she’s ever been isn’t she?”
“Probably,” Ron
said, just between you and me, I’m working to solve a few of her problems as
well.”
“If you ever
actually hurt her, I will kill you, you know.”
“I wouldn’t expect
anything less,” Ron said, leaning up once more and giving her a final kiss.
“I’d better get
back to her, or there may be nothing left of her to get back too.” As she
walked to the exit, she suddenly turned around and said strongly, “And Ron, if
you ever try to treat me the way you just did again, I will do what I came here
to do.”
“And that is,” Ron
asked a bit amused by the sudden change in Lana’s character.
“To cut off your
balls,” Lana said harshly and smiling wickedly.
“Good to see you
back, Queen, I love you your majesty.”
As she continued walking
and opened the door, she stopped one last time before walking out to say, “I
love you too, Master.” And with that left the garage, naked, since Ron had
ripped the only shirt she had been wearing.
As Lana walked back
into her room, she saw that Hannah was exactly where she had left her. She was
still chained tightly to the bed, and the vibrators were still buzzing away
(though they had obviously been reduced to minimum now) the bed sheets were
soaked through with her pussy juice, and there was a glassy, almost hollow look
in her eyes. She looked half dead, but she was whimpering and amazingly enough,
still conscious. Ana was sitting by her head, caressing her forehead gently.
Lana told Ana to
leave her alone with Hannah a little while. As Ana left to get something in the
kitchen, Lana went over to Hannah and, after removing all the equipment, gave
her a kiss on each tit. Then she bent down to drink up all the cunt juice
flowing freely from her pussy.
After having her
sister fully clean and relaxed, Lana leaned over and removing Hannah’s gag,
replaced it with her lips.
Finally, after
several minutes of tenderly kissing her, Lana helped
Hannah sit up, though she was still chained, saying, “Your master asked me to
give you that for him. He also asked me to give you this,” She reached around
her neck and as Hannah followed Lana’s hands with her eyes, noticed the collar
around her neck for the first time. “He asked me to try it on, to make sure it
would fit you perfectly.”
Lana took it off
and held the license attached to it in front of Hannah’s eyes so she could
clearly read it; she smiled as she saw the big bold letters that said, “HANNAH”
and under it in smaller letter, “Property of Ronald Anderson”.
Hannah continued to
smile, but she truly laughed with joy when Lana herself put the collar around
her and then kissed her saying, “I’m happy that you are happy.” She then
unchained her and hugged her.
“Does he still want
me to go to him now?” Hannah asked.
“No, he understands
that Ana needs some time with us at the moment. She’s going through something,
and she needs to know she’s not alone.”
Just then Ana
walked back in the room and Lana said, “Ana, come here, I was just mentioning
you. Hannah, show her what your Master got for you.” As Hannah modeled her new
collar, Ana threw Lana a weird, “you’re approving this?” look.
Lana said, “Hannah
is very happy with the life she has chosen, and I was just showing her my
support.” Then leaning over to Ana and kissing her lovingly she said, “just like I support you on any decision you make on your
life.”
“Yeah,” Hannah said
snuggling up to her sisters, Ana in the middle. “Anything that makes you happy
makes us all happy.”
The three of them
lay back smiling in each others arms, and fell happily to sleep.
Chapter Twenty-two – Return
Mail
Stan and Laura were
fucking furiously on the sun deck of the yacht they had rented for their
honeymoon get-away. It was now exactly one week since they had gotten married
and, with one week still to go before they were back home with their kids. They
had chosen to use the sun deck as their bedroom for the past two days, to be
near the computer. They were expecting a letter and they wanted to know the
second it arrived.
Their kids has sent
them a letter the very next day after they had sent their own, but it was a
simple one line note that said, “Received your message, everything’s fine,
expect a better response in about 3 days.”
As Stan continued
to pump Laura doggie style, Josie came up with a tray of food. Neither Stan,
nor Laura had been back in the galley lately.
“Still at it I
see,” Josie said, “are you two trying to break some sort of record?”
“Only thing I’m
trying to break is my wife,” Stan said, somewhat out of breath, “she actually
thinks she can outlast me.”
“It’s only natural
Stan,” Laura said, “there are just so many times a guy can cum before he’s down
for good. A woman on the other hand—”
“—eventually runs
dry too.” Stan interrupted, “and as you’ve seen, A guy
doesn’t need to cum anywhere as often as a woman.”
“You do seem to
have incredible endurance,” Josie said, eyeing Stan’s cock lustfully, “how do
you do it?”
“Sorry Josie,” Stan
said, “it’s a family secret, only the male in my family are told the secret.”
“Does that include how
you can get hard again so fast when you do cum?” Laura asked, obviously about
to orgasm again.
Just then, they
heard what they had been waiting two days to hear. “You’ve Got Mail!” was heard
over the loudspeaker and Stan and Laura stopped, surprised.
“What was that?”
Laura said.
“The computer,”
Josie said, “I connected its sound system to the ships.”
“Are you telling me
that we could have been in the privacy of our own room and still have heard
it?” Stan said a bit annoyed.
“Well, yes,” Josie
said and smiling added, “but then I wouldn’t have been able to join in as much.”
Laura smiled at her
and pulling her close bit her on the tit saying, “I think you would have found
a way to join in anyway.”
Stan said, “There’s
time for more of that later, let’s see if it is really what we’re waiting for.”
“I set up the mail
server to only signal when mail came for you, so it must be.” Josie said
leading the way to the computer.
Once at the
computer, Stan quickly checked the inbox and said, “It’s from John alright, from
his email address anyway, the subject says ‘From ALL of us’,”
“That screen is so
small,” Laura complained, trying to see around Stan’s head, “have you opened
it, what does it say?”
Stan opened the
letter to reveal red writing on a blue background that said, “Just like Yours”.
Scrolling down the page he found the apparently blank space with arrows that
pointed to it and clicked.
“I can’t see it,”
Laura said upset, “we should both be able to see it easily together.”
“Well, there’s
nothing to see at the moment, just a page requesting a password.” Stan typed in
‘tripletx’ and the password request disappeared
leaving a page with just two links.
“What is it?” Laura
asked.
“Links to two video
files,” Stan said curiously, “‘ThisOneFirst.mpg’ and
‘TripletXLoveTimes2.mpg’”
“Well I bet I know
which one you’re supposed to open first,” Josie said smiling.
“But I want to be
able to see it at the same time,” Laura argued, “It’s a little difficult here.”
“I have an idea,”
Josie said, “Stan; let me sit there a minute.”
Taking over the
desk seat, Josie rummaged in a drawer and pulled out a CD-R. Putting it quickly
in the CD-RW she right clicked on both links and saved the files directly to
the disk. Getting up from the desk seat she said, “Come on you two, follow me.”
Josie led the
“Need to use this,”
Josie said, walking over to some curtains on the wall. Laura had now been in
this cabin several times and she found it odd that she had never noticed how
out of place those curtains looked there. Of course, she had always been
otherwise occupied while in this cabin. Josie pulled the curtains aside and
revealed a giant screen TV behind it, out of which she pulled a connection wire
before turning it on (had she not, the Andersons may have been shocked to see
their cabin appear on screen). “Henry, get me the laptop under the bed quick.”
As Josie said this, she connected a different wire to the screen, the other end
of which she connected to the laptop Henry passed to her.
Turning it on, the
computer could be seen on the big screen booting up, and when ready, Josie put
in the CD-R, the file directory of which showed two files: ‘ThisOneFirst’
and ‘TripletXLoveTimes2’.
“Okay, on the bed
everyone, it’s time to watch some movies.”
“Hi Mom, Dad and if
you’re watching, the Carters” said a voice as the camera zoomed in on a face;
it was one of the girls, but which one?
“It’s Ana,” Laura
said as the camera zoomed out enough to get her whole head and they noticed a headband
with the letter ‘A’.
“We’ve just wanted
you to know that we are all fine and we are getting along great, we can’t wait
for you to get back so we can truly be complete. I especially needed to talk to
you Mom. I was going through something a few days ago, and I was a bit
confused. I’ll explain it all when you’re here, the important thing is that
thanks to my sisters, and my brothers” she added smiling as the camera zoomed
out and they saw that Ana was laying face up on one of her brothers, his cock pumping
in and out of her ass, while another of the boys was kneeling in front of her
pumping his cock in her pussy, while the third boy straddled her mid-section
and pumped his cock between her tits.”
“Well, looks like
they have connected.” Stan said proudly.
“Well with her
anyway.” Laura added smiling.
“-any real crisis
has been averted. I’m in love, and I accept that, but I remember clearly now
what else I love.” As she said this she started to orgasm violently and the boy
delivering the tit fuck leaned up and stuck his cock in her mouth.”
The camera then
moved away from this scene and stopped on Lana and Hannah. Lana was holding a
leash connected to Hannah’s collar.
“Hi Mom, Dad, while
Ana is busy cumming for the zillionth time since the boys started their therapy
a few days ago,” Lana said, “Hannah wanted to show you something.”
“Yeah, Mom, Dad, I
love you and I miss you,” Hannah said, “but look at this,” she said excitedly,
pointing to her collar, “my Master brought if for me,” she added lovingly.
The camera focused
in on the collar, then on the license and they were able to read the
inscription as Hannah said, “I don’t know if you can make it out but it says—”
“Hannah property of
Ronald Anderson!” said a male voice coming up behind them. Ron then walked into
the picture and giving Lana a tender kiss said, “Thanks for taking care of my
Bitch for me,”
“No problem Ron,”
Lana said, “I’ll walk your dog anytime.” As Ron took the leash from her she
gave his cock a squeeze and took a last minute to pinch Hannah’s boobs before
walking out of the picture, leaving just Ron and Hannah.
“Hi Mom, Dad, hope
you’re enjoying your honeymoon as much as we are.” Using the leash, Ron pulled
Hannah onto her knees in front of his cock and had her start sucking him off.
“I promise that I’m playing nice with Hannah. You know I’ve always been kind to
my animals Dad, and I’ve adopted Hannah as my number one BITCH, and she’s happy
about that, aren’t you Hannah?”
As he said this, he
looked down at her and pulled her up to her feet, again using the leash only to
control her.
“Oh yes,” Hannah
said overjoyed as Ron put his arms around her and strongly pinching one breast,
leaned down and bit the other.
“Remind me to buy
some cream to cover up bruises.” Laura said smiling, “that pair will need some
when school starts.”
“By the way,” Ron
continued, “Hannah may officially belong to me, but she knows that technically
se is the ‘Family Pet’ and will always be at the disposal of anyone in the
family. Now come on Hannah,” He said pulling her leash, “Ana is a little tired,
and my brothers and I need a replacement.”
“Yes Master!”
Hannah said happily stepping off screen with Ron.
Lana then stepped
back in saying, “Okay, so I admit I was bummed out at first, losing my favorite
lap dog you know, but Ron and I have worked things out, and like he said, I can
still use Hannah whenever I like. In the meantime, though, there are some
friends I want you to meet. “Come here you three.”
Stan and Laura were
shocked to see three naked kids walk onto the scene; well, that they were naked
wasn’t so shocking, just that they were strangers.
“These are the
“Hi,” Debbie said,
obviously a little embarrassed.
“She still needs a
little work, that one.” Laura said.
“Mr. and Mrs. Anderson,”
Debbie continued, “I’ve learned from Lana that if I want to marry a member of
your family, I have to be willing to marry all of you.”
“Very good,” Lana
said pulling Debbie’s head toward her breast and having Debbie suck her as she
continued talking. “Now this here,” Lana said pulling Katrina against her other
side is Katrina.”
“And I’m not
looking to marry anyone.” Katrina said smiling, “Hi Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, I’m
just looking for some special fun, and I think your family can give it to me.”
With that said, she stuck and index finger straight up Lana’s butt and before
Lana could recover, bit her other breast and started sucking the nipple.
“As you can see,
Katrina is very independent, and can in no way be tamed, or satisfied. That
hasn’t stopped Don from trying though. Finally, this young man in front of me
is Jason. He’s sworn his allegiance to me and has been a great help in letting
me forget my loss of Hannah.” Looking toward Jason she said, “Wave hello to my
parents and kneel before me slave.” Jason waved, and quickly dropped to his
knees before Lana, gluing his mouth to her pussy. “Jason is very smart,” Lana
said proudly of her new toy, “which is why he’s starting high school next year
with Katrina even though he is a year younger.”
Just then, John and
Don walked into the picture and John, walking behind Debbie, stuck his cock
deep in her pussy, just as Don did the same with Katrina. Both
As Lana lost her
ability to talk, John said from his position behind Debbie, “Hi Mom, Dad, I
miss you too; as you can see, we’ve all connected just fine, and we have a
little ‘Welcome Back’ party planned for your arrival, so, we can continue
connecting; even Pietro and Amy have put aside their differences.” As he said
this, the camera moved over to the spot it had started in originally, only
Hannah was now the girl at the center of activity. Hannah was
lying face up on Ron, much like Ana had been, with Ron’s cock pumping in and
out of her ass, but on top of her, in a 69 position, lay Amy eating Hannah’s
cunt, as Hannah feasted on Amy’s. Behind Amy, pumping his cock in and
out of her ass was Pietro.
The camera was then
brought to rest on an empty area between the two groups, and zoomed out just
enough so that both groups could be completely seen on either side. Ana then
walked forward into the empty space between both groups, she had obviously been
behind the camera; having taken over camera duty sometime after her first scene.
“Well,” she said, “like
John said, we’ll be waiting to celebrate your arrival, enjoy the rest of your
honeymoon, and enjoy the video of our band (by the way, I’m officially the
leader of the new band). Now, as for me,” she said, looking at the group on her
right, where Lana was the center of attention, then the group on the left where
Hannah was in the middle of everything, “as usual, I’m stuck between my two
sisters trying to decide whose side I should be on. Oh, well, I’ll probably
have time to be on both, bye. Love you again!” And with that the screen went
blank.
Laura had a tear in
her eye as the musical video, which had started automatically after the first
video, came to an end. It was basically the same disk the girls had used for
their revenge message, except that the scrolling messages had been removed and
more scenes that included all the family together had been added.
“They are so
beautiful together,” Laura said.
“Do you mean the
band, or those personal scenes they added throughout the song?” Stan asked
smiling.
“You sure have
incredible kids.” Henry said, his cock near exploding.
“Yeah,” Josie said,
“Your girls especially look so tasty.”
“Yeah,” Stan agreed
hungrily, “Triplet X Love Times 2’, they’ll bring some heat to that high school
I bet.”
“Sort of like we can
bring to this bed,” Laura asked, pushing him on his back and straddling his
face with her pussy. Bending over she caught Henry’s cock in her mouth and
sucked happily as Josie mounted Stan’s erect cock and began to ride him hard;
soon they were all once again lost in the throws of sexual ecstasy, though the
Andersons only real thoughts were, “It’s time to get back home and complete our
family connection.”
The End
The Story Continues In:
Triplet X Love
Times 2
Book 2