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A Swedish Rhapsody
Onny's Introduction to Family Loving
From the expression on Onny's face when she looked at the pictures showing she and her family, Neil believed that either the picture or the time it was taken was significant to her. As she later disclosed, the picture had been taken just before she had lost her virginity, and she had fond memories of that time period. Onny had told Neil that it had been her brother who made a woman of her, and since Neil too had lost his virginity to his older sister, he was neither shocked nor disturbed by her confession. He was interested, though, in hearing Onny tell about the experience so that he could compare it with his own. Neil asked Onny to tell him about what happened that year, and this is the story she told.
As I said, it happened in 1986--August of `86, to be exact. The whole family was at Sunshine-by-the-Sea, a naturist enclave where we own a house. We always spent the entire month of August there. Daddy commuted to and from work in Stockholm each day, and all the rest of us--Momma, Garth, Frith, Ilsa and I-- stayed and lived at the enclave. The enclave was usually crowded in August because that was a good month for naturists--warm enough to stay nude all the time, even at night when we slept. We had lots of friends there, and August at Sunshine-by-the-Sea was always a happy time for us.
It was an absolute rule that no one wore clothing at Sunshine-by-the-Sea. When people arrived, they were expected to immediately get rid of their clothes and become completely natural, that is, completely nude. Believe it or not, after a little while you get used to it and lose all self- consciousness. If people have fat bellies, you soon take that as natural and ignore it. Most of all, though, you ignore all the pussies and cocks and crotch hair right there before your eyes. <Onny grinned as she said this, her expression indicating she recognized its impossibility.>
There was another rule, too--it wasn't written down anywhere, but everyone knew it: You were never to show evidence in public of sexual arousal. If a boy or a man got a hard-on in public, it was the cause of great embarrassment. They had to leave right then and not come back until they could present themselves as decent gentlemen. Of course, <Onny grinned real big at this statement> how they managed to become gentlemen again was their business. They usually came back shortly, their cocks limp and sometimes still a little wet and sticky.
For girls, this rule wasn't a problem. After all, who's to say a girl's sexually aroused if her nipples get hard and stand out a little--it might just be a cool breeze blowing. And if her pussy gets wet, it doesn't show much from outside; she's the only one who knows it. Boys, though, had a hard time. When all they had on was their skin, there just wasn't any way they could hide a hard-on. Ilsa and I kept score to see how many boys we could cause to be "embarrassed." If we couldn't mark down at least a couple a day, we worried that we were losing our looks.
Ilsa was sixteen and I was seventeen, and we were both still virgins. We didn't like being virgins, and we both looked forward to Daddy or Garth making women out of us. Even though naturists put their daughters on the pill when they turn twelve, just in case something more than "embarrassment" happened, it was pretty much understood that when a girl reached sixteen she was to be introduced into family loving. It hadn't happened for either me or Ilsa, though, and we were getting frustrated and very horny. So horny, in fact, that we sometimes took matters into our own hands and got ourselves off. We had been using candles on ourselves since we turned fourteen in order to be sure the first time didn't hurt, but from the happy moans we heard coming from Daddy's and Garth's bedrooms, we knew a candle couldn't compare to the real thing.
Although we couldn't say for sure, Ilsa and I both believed that Momma was the cause of our still being virgins. Momma adored sex and couldn't seem to get enough of it. Every night, we could hear she and Daddy having a good time, carrying on as they got off at least once and sometimes twice. As soon as they were through, she would go to Garth's room and the same thing would happen. Momma must have had three or four orgasms every night, and she kept herself, Daddy, and Garth completely satisfied. It looked like Daddy and Garth had all they could handle with Momma, and there just wasn't anything left for Ilsa or me. Even though Frith was only fourteen and so randy he got a hard-on every couple of hours, the rule about no fucking until you are sixteen applied to him, too. Even so, Ilsa and I were beginning to have serious thoughts about making an exception to that rule for Frith.
Of course, with Momma taking such good care of Daddy and Garth, they never had to worry about being "embarrassed" in public. Frith, though, was another matter. He had the family's hot blood and seeing so many young pussies running around made him horny all the time, his cock poking out and causing Momma no end of embarrassment. At first Momma just sent him off into the woods to get rid of his hard-on, but he was tricky about it. He loved deviling the girls with his hard cock, and sometimes he would just pretend of get off. Momma caught on, though, and after that she went with him to make sure. Like I said, he was a horny little rascal, and Momma would have to carry him off every couple of hours and make sure he whacked off and got rid of his hard-on. Even though she laughed about the trials of being the mother of a horny boy, she sometimes got a little impatient with Frith. Her impatience was what led to my finally getting laid.
One day when we were all down at the lake shore with a bunch of our friends, Frith got a hard-on. This was the third time it had happened that day and Momma had already made two trips with him to the woods to make sure he jerked off. She was a little exasperated with him and impatient about having to make another trip to the woods. So instead of her going, she called me over and told me that since I was the oldest girl in the family, she was going to give me the responsibility of taking Frith off and making sure he took care of his little chore. I pretended I was put-out about having to be a nurse-maid to my little brother, but in truth, the prospect of watching him masturbate excited me.
When Momma sent Frith off with me, he protested that he didn't need his sister to help him do what he had to do. As soon as we were out of sight of the family, though, he took my hand and led us to a secluded spot in the woods. As soon as we got there, he turned to me and said, "Will you do it for me, Onny? Momma does it for me sometimes, and it feels so much better for someone else to do it."
Well, I had been longing for a cock, and I'll have to admit that Frith's six-inch cock standing there hard as a rock and jerking around appealed to me. I told him that I would if he wouldn't tell anyone about it. He agreed without a second thought and laid down on his back, his cock standing ready for my hands. I sat down next to him and wrapped a hand around his cock and started moving it up and down, squeezing it as I masturbated him. I told him this was the first time I had ever done something like this and asked him if I were doing it right. He was beginning to pant a little and told me that what I was doing was exactly right.
After a few minutes of watching his cock and feeling it jerk in my hands, I got very aroused. I had never held a cock before, and not only holding one but knowing that I was causing a boy to receive pleasure caused me to become very horny. Because of that, his next question came at just the right time. "Onny, will you suck on it for me? Please, Onny suck on it. I'm not old enough to shoot-off, so I won't come in your mouth. Please, Onny, I want so much to be sucked off."
I asked him if Momma had ever sucked on his cock and he told me that she hadn't. He had asked her to, but she had said that even though she loved almost everything sexual, she just couldn't take a cock into her mouth. She didn't even suck off Daddy, and she loved him more than anyone in the world.
Well, even though I loved Momma very much and didn't consider myself in competition with her in any way, I couldn't help but feel good about knowing there was something I could do that she couldn't. So without saying another word, I leaned over and took Frith's cock all the way into my mouth. I was really unsure about how it would feel and taste, but once I got it in my mouth I discovered I liked it. I didn't just like it, I loved it. Right then and there was when I found that I loved oral sex.
Having gotten a taste of it, I went to work on Frith's cock like a madman--sucking on it, moving it in and out of my mouth, and swirling my tongue all around it. With that kind of treatment, all he could do was moan and enjoy every second of it. And seconds was about all it took. After just a little while, he started jerking his hips up and down and coming like crazy. He had lied about not being able to shoot off, and he filled by mouth with his sperm. I loved the taste of it, though, and swallowing every drop, I kept on sucking, trying to get more. He finally quit squirting and his cock shrank down to almost nothing. With the come I had given him it would be more than a couple of hours before he would be pestering the girls again.
After it was over, he opened his eyes real wide and whispered, "God, Onny, I came like I've never come before. I'm sorry about lying about not being able to shoot off--I was afraid you wouldn't do it otherwise. God, Onny, that was SO good. Will you do it again for me sometime? Sometimes when I get real horny again?" Well, I tousled his hair and told him that if he was a good boy and sneaked into my room real quiet at night I would take care of him. Even if I wasn't being taken care of myself, I could at least take of my little brother.
When we got back to the family, Frith's cock was so limp that even Momma commented on it, telling me that it looked like I did a better job with him than she had been able to do. Frith and I gave each other a knowing smile.
That night after we had all gone to bed, I heard Daddy and Momma having their nightly fun time. They kept on a long time and there's no telling how many times Momma was able to come. I got so horny listening to them that I wished Frith would come see me right then. After a while, though, they got quiet and I listened, waiting to hear Momma make her usual visit to Garth's bed. Sure enough, Momma went to his room, but after a little bit of whispered conversation, she left and went back to her room. The whole house got quiet and it looked like everyone was finally going to get some sleep.
I lay there for a few minutes, still miserable because I was so horny, and then the door to my room opened. Aha, I thought, Frith's gotten all horny listening to Momma and Daddy and now he's here to take me up on my promise to give him another blow job. I decided that I would give him a blow job, but that he would have to eat me in return. I needed to get off, and even if he wasn't allowed to fuck yet, there wasn't any rule that said he couldn't eat me.
The door closed and I heard a voice whisper, "Onny, are you still awake?" I was so surprised that at first I couldn't answer. It wasn't Frith's voice I was hearing, but Garth's. I had been so horny before that I had almost gotten out my candle and relieved myself. Boy, was I glad I hadn't. At long last, I was going to get fucked.
"Yes, Garth, I'm still awake," I answered softly. "I'm very much awake. Do you need something?"
"Frith told me what you did for him and I was...uh...I was wondering if you would do the same thing for me?"
"You're asking me if I'll suck you off?"
"Yeah, that's what I mean. Frith told me how good it felt and how it was his best come ever. I've asked Momma to do it, but she always refuses...says it's the one thing she won't do. I've been wanting a blow job for years, so when Frith told me about his, I thought maybe you would do me, too. How about it, Onny? Will you do it? Will you, please?"
Well, as you might imagine, I was disappointed. I was expecting to feel a cock inside my pussy for the first time, but he wanted a blow job, not a fuck. I was so horny, though, that I couldn't refuse him. If I couldn't have his cock in my pussy, then I would settle for my mouth. But he would have to eat me, too, though. There wasn't any way I was going to let him out of the room without my getting relief. Even though I was dying to go ahead and get started, I couldn't resist jabbing a sisterly needle, and asked, "Didn't Momma take care of you tonight?"
"I told her I had a headache," he said, with a soft laugh. I had to almost bite my tongue to keep from laughing out loud. What a switch, I thought. Usually it's the woman who used the headache excuse, but when dealing with Momma, it's the guys who had to use it.
Well, I told Garth I would do it, but only on one condition--that he eat me, too. He told me he had never eaten a girl before and wasn't sure he would know how. I reminded him that I had only done it that one time with Frith, so we would be learning from each other. He laughed and said it was a deal. I reached out my arms to him and said, "Well, get you're headache over here, big brother, and let's find out what 69 is all about."
Garth came over and got on the bed with me, stretching out with his head to my feet--well, not really my feet, my pussy. When he did, his cock was right in front of my face, not more than an inch from my lips. It was the first time I had seen him with an erection, and the contrast between his cock and Frith's was something else. Frith was just fourteen years old and still a boy, but Garth was eighteen, and a man in every way that counted.
Ilsa and I had seen some hard cocks when we had a chance to tease some boys our age, but they weren't anything like Garth's. His cock was at least eight inches long, about the same size as your's, Neil, and so hard it felt like a baseball bat when I reached out and put my hand around it. And it was about twice as big around as Frith's had been. I had been able to take Frith's whole cock into my mouth, but I knew there wasn't any way I could do that with the monster Garth was poking at my face.
Garth must have been excited as I was because the whole head of his cock was wet and even more of his lubrication was oozing out of the little slit at its tip. I couldn't resist it, I stuck out my tongue and licked the whole head, slurping and sucking on it just like it was an ice cream cone. He reacted to that by moaning loudly and pushing his hips toward my face. I knew that unless Momma had gone to sleep she would be able to hear him, and I couldn't help but wonder what he'd tell her in the morning about his "headache." That thought soon vanished from my head, though, because at that point Garth reciprocated by spreading my thighs wide apart and burying his mouth into the wetness he discovered there.
The feeling was beyond belief. That was the first time anything other than my hand or a candle had delved into my secret place, and I was almost beside myself with the pleasure of it. When he ran his tongue up and down the full length of my furrow and reached my clitoris, I started coming immediately and continuously. I had been there on my bed for over an hour listening to others giving and receiving pleasure and I had gotten so aroused that all it took was just one touch to my little nubbin to send me crashing into the most intense orgasm I had ever had in all my seventeen years of living. You know how you hear about orgasm being like fireworks going off? Well, that was exactly the way it was for me. It was like all the Roman candles of you American's Fourth of July going off at once. I had my legs clamped around his head, my pussy pushed hard against his mouth, and I was moaning and crying in ecstasy. I didn't care who heard me. I had listened to the sounds of pleasure coming from the other members of my family and now it was finally my turn.
I could tell that Garth was enjoying my reaction. Knowing that he was causing me such pleasure must have increased his because his hips started thrusting forward, working more of his cock into my mouth. As he did, he thrust his tongue as deep into my pussy as it would reach and wiggled it all around inside my little virgin hole. That just sent me off again, causing another wave of orgasm to come over me. If anyone had been asleep, they couldn't have been any longer because I took Garth's cock out of my mouth and screamed, "Oh, God, Garth! Oh, Garrrrrth!" over and over again. The pleasure just seemed to go on and on and on, reaching every nerve, every atom in my body.
Having experienced such pleasure, I wanted to give it back to Garth in equal measure. I sucked on his cock and pumped it up and down, going at it as avidly as he had gone at my pussy. That kind of action soon had him thrusting his hips toward me and moaning with soft sounds of pleasure. By then I had almost two thirds of his cock in my mouth, its head all the way back to my throat, and was sucking and tonguing it like mad. I could feel it jerking in my hands, each jerk sending out a little dribble of his hot juice. I thought maybe he was coming already and that it was his sperm that I was getting. Boy, was I ever wrong. What I was getting was just a foretaste of what he was just about to give me.
Suddenly, the head of Garth's cock swelled even larger than it had been, and the staff grew even more rigid. It jerked in my hand, contracting, and then swelled again. Then he started spurting. His cock kept on jerking and contracting and huge jets of his sperm gushed out into my mouth. I had swallowed Frith's come when I sucked him off, and I tried to do the same then with Garth. As fast as I swallowed, though, it wasn't enough. My mouth soon filled to overflowing and his hot spunk covered my lips and ran down my chin and dripped down into a puddle on the bed. It was like I had a fountain of come in my mouth, pouring out in a never-ending stream, filling me up and going all over my face and the bed. I kept his cock in my mouth, still sucking on it until his sperm finally stopped flowing. I knew I had succeeded in giving him the kind of pleasure I had wanted because all through this he moaned "Oh, Onnie...Onnie" loud enough for the whole house to hear him. I finally removed my mouth from his cock and whispered, "Was that what you wanted, Garth? Did I do it the way you wanted?"
Garth turned around and lay down on the bed, snuggling up with his arms around me. Answering softly, he said, "Oh, God, Onny, was it ever. Was it good for you, too? Did I do it the right way?"
I couldn't help but tease him some more and said, "Well, I only came three times, but I guess you'll do."
Although we had just had intense orgasms, we were still filled with sexuality and were caressing each other's bodies, softly feeling and touching each other. He had a hand between my legs, stroking the wet lips of my pussy and I was squeezing his still semi-hard cock. As if he had been thinking about it before speaking, Garth asked, "I guess Dad does better than I do, huh?"
I told him that Daddy had never done anything with me, that other than what Frith had told him about, that was my first time with any of the family. He whispered, "You mean...?"
Impatient, I finished the sentence for him, saying, "Yes, it means I'm still a virgin. God, Garth, I'm seventeen and nobody's fucked me yet. And not Ilsa, either. Every night I've waited for you or Daddy to come make a woman of me, but it never happened. Listening to you and Daddy and Momma every night has kept me so horny I could die. Is there something wrong with me that you don't want to fuck me?"
"God, Onny, I assumed Dad was taking care of you. I had no idea you were hurting like this. Oh, Onny, I'm so sorry."
I was still squeezing his cock, and I felt it swell up and fill my hand. Within just seconds, it was completely hard and just as stiff as it had been earlier. I could feel the throbbing of the blood in his shaft and knew that what I was telling him was bringing him up to full arousal again. While I was making hand-love to his cock, his hand was busy, too, with his fingers running up and down the slit of my pussy and making it even wetter with my juices. He slipped one and then two fingers into my hole, exploring what he had just found out was virgin territory. We were both squirming our hips in pleasure, our passions climbing up and up. I put my lips against his and kissed him softly. As I pulled my lips away, I squeezed his cock real hard and whispered, "Why don't you show me rather than tell me how sorry you are?"
Garth wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me hard against him, kissing me just like a lover, not a sister. We put our tongues into each other's mouths and explored this territory that was new to us. I could taste the muskiness of my pussy, and I knew he was getting a taste of his own sperm. I exulted in the sheer eroticism of what we were doing and moaned as pleasure flowed over me. I realized that we were carrying our family relationship one step forward--where we had been just brother and sister before, now we were brother and sister and lovers. I had become so excited that I couldn't wait one more moment to be fulfilled. Moving my lips away from his, I murmured, "Oh, God, Garth, fuck me. Put your cock inside me and fuck me."
Garth took his arms from around me and turned me over so that I lay on my back. Up on his hands and knees, he spread my legs apart and scooted up between them so that his cock was almost up to my pussy. In the dim light of the room, I could see it standing out in front of him, hard and firm, almost nestled into the hair at my crotch. I was trembling in anticipation, my whole body on fire for what he was about to do. I had been waiting for this, wanting it so bad, and now it was finally going to happen. Garth was about to put his cock inside my pussy, to push it deep inside me, and make me a woman in every sense of the word. I wanted to shout with joy. At long last, I was going to fuck.
Garth put his hand on his cock and guided it toward the wetness between my legs. As he did, he whispered to me, "Yeah, I'm going to show you. Am I EVER going to show you." He kept pushing forward until his cock was between my pussy lips. I felt how hot and hard it was and couldn't help but moan from the sheer pleasure the touching of our sexual flesh produced. My fingers hand been there, I had used the candle, and Garth had just had his tongue there, but none of those could compare with what it felt like to have Garth`s cock touching that place.
I felt Garth run his cock up and down my wet slit, seeking the way inside me. As he came to the entrance to my vagina, I eagerly pushed back, thrusting the opening there between my legs up to meet his probing. After what seemed an eternity to me, the big round knob on the end of his shaft found the right place and just barely went inside me. I couldn't help but gasp as I felt it go in. Even though I had used the candle on myself to make my first fucking easier, I really hadn't stretched myself all that much. God, but his cock felt big. At the same time, though, it felt good. I loved that good feeling and I didn't want him to stop. I loved Garth, too, for making me feel that good, so I pulled his head down to mine and kissed him hard. Then I whispered to him, "Go on, Garth, do it. Oh, God, do it!"
Slowly, inch by inch, Garth pushed his cock inside my pussy. I felt my internal flesh opening up, spreading itself, as Garth's hard cock penetrated deeper and deeper. Although I felt full beyond belief, there wasn't any pain. I had done the right thing with the candle, and I would be able to fuck Garth without worrying about any pain or discomfort that might have come from his breaking my maidenhead. Then I felt Garth's pubic hair come into contact with mine and the head of his cock pushed against the bottom of my pussy. At last, Garth had gotten all the way in me. God, I thought, I got all of his big cock inside my pussy. I can feel it so deep inside--it must have reached all the way up into the middle of my belly. I really felt proud at that moment. Even as big as he was, I was woman enough to take it all.
After reaching bottom, Garth stopped and whispered, "Oh, God, Onny, you're so tight. It's so hot up inside your pussy, and it feels so good."
I smiled up at him and said, "Maybe it's not because I'm so tight. Maybe it's because you're so big."
I guess my teasing him that way caused him to worry because he said, "Oh, gee, Sis, does it hurt? Do you want we to take it out?"
"Don't you even think about taking it out," I told him. "No, big brother, it doesn't hurt--it just fills me up so completely. Leave it right there for a little bit and let me get used to having your big log up inside my little old pussy." I pulled him down to me and kissed him again, saying, "It's a good log, though, and I love it. I love having your log in my fireplace."
Garth remained still, his cock buried to the hilt, and the walls of my pussy slowly relaxed and stretched so they fit his cock comfortably. I lowered my hips, pulling my pussy from off his cock about an inch, and then humped back up against him, getting all of him back in me. His cock slid easily inside my pussy, and felt slick and slippery. The wetness inside my pussy was mixing with his pre-come and making my pussy just right for fucking. I pulled him back down for another kiss and continued my up and down movements, fucking his cock with my pussy. Breaking the kiss, I told him, "You don't have to stay still any longer. How about joining me in my first fuck."
Garth pulled his hips back and I could feel his cock being pulled out of my pussy. The friction of our sexual flesh sent shivers through my body, and I moaned at the exquisite pleasure it gave me. Then he shoved himself all the way back in, spreading the walls of my pussy apart once again as his cock reopened the tunnel. "God," he whispered, "but you're so incredibly tight. It feels so much better than anything I've done before. I see now why men like to fuck virgins."
At about this time, Garth's cock came into contact with my clitoris and I jerked and moaned in response as a small orgasm made my pussy contract. "Oh, God, that's so good," I said, shoving my pussy hard against him. He could tell he had found my pleasure button, and he thrust harder and faster, pushing his cock against me time after time. I couldn't help but make little mewling sounds, just noises, not words, as he fucked me faster and faster. He had me on the very brink of a massive orgasm, and even though I fought against it, wanting to make the pleasure last and last, it was no use. The feeling he was giving me with his cock couldn't compare with what I done with my fingers or a candle...it was beyond anything I had imagined in even my most erotic fantasies. Then even my last reserves were gone and I started coming, coming like I had never done before in my life. I threw my head back and screamed, "Oh, Garrrrth! Oh, God, I'm coming! Ohhhhh, coming...commminnng...commmmminnnnnng."
Garth lifted both my legs up and put my feet on his shoulders. He started pistoning his cock in and out of my now even more lubricated pussy, working it in and out as fast as he could move. Suddenly he stopped, his cock buried to the base, all the way into the very deepest parts of me. It swelled up, I mean I could actually feel it expand my pussy as it swelled, and then it jerked and just seemed to explode. A hot jet of his sperm shot out and filled my pussy, flooding it and making it even more slick. He pulled his cock out once more and then shoved it back in, and another shot gushed out. He just keep on spurting, his come pouring out in a torrent. He grabbed me by the hips and pulled me back and forth, pulling my pussy to each of his thrusts. He shouted, "Yes, Onny, yes! I'm coming, too. Oh, God, I'm coming, coming hard, oh, so hard."
Another wave of orgasm hit me then and I climbed to a new peak of pleasure. I clutched his arms with my hands, shoving my pussy toward him, and cried, "Oh, God, I'm coming, too! Keep fucking me. Oh, God, don't stop! Fuck me, Garth. Keep fucking me hard."
I know we must have kept on for another two to three minutes, just like two mad people, fucking each other as hard as we could go. Finally, he stopped coming and my orgasm began to slowly subside. He lowered my legs and let himself down fully on top of me, resting himself on his elbows. His cock was still buried inside me, and the last of his contractions were slowly fading. He kissed me again, soft and tender, our passions spent. He broke the kiss and whispered, "Do you believe now that I'm sorry? Am I forgiven?"
I looked up at him and gave him my teasing smile, "Yes, I forgive you. But only until I get horny again. Then you'll have to apologize again. I have the feeling that you're going to have apologize over and over and over again."
He gave me a teasing grin in return and said, "You'll find me one of the most repentant persons alive."
Garth stayed and slept with me that night. As we were drifting off to sleep we could hear Momma and Daddy going at it again. I guess that the noise Garth and I made had gotten them horny. I was pleased they were fucking, since in a way I had robbed Momma of her time with Garth. Through the wall next to my bed, the one that was by Ilsa's room, I could hear muffled moans. We must have gotten her so hot that she had to get out her candle and use it. My last thought before going to sleep was about how sorry I felt for Ilsa. Maybe she'd get her turn soon.
The next morning when we got up I wasn't sure what kind of reaction I would get from Momma. After all, in a way Garth had spurned her for me. I shouldn't have worried, though, because when I came into the kitchen where Momma was she hugged me and said, "Good morning, sweetheart. How do you feel?"
I gave her a smile and said, "Oh, God, Momma, I've never felt so good in my life."
Momma gave me a big grin and said, "Yeah, I know you must feel good. We heard you last night. We ALL heard."
"Were we THAT loud?" I asked sheepishly.
"You're an Olsen, aren't you? We Olsens are vocal, and people know when we're enjoying ourselves. Don't be embarrassed about it, sweetheart. We're all happy for you. The first time is always so special, and we're glad it was a good one for you."
About this time, Daddy came into the kitchen. Usually in the morning his cock is all shriveled up, completely used up from the workout Momma gave it the night before. This morning, though, it wasn't. It was almost half-hard, hanging down like a swollen sausage. I couldn't help but feel a little surge of excitement seeing it like that. I had never seen him with an erection, and the thought that it might swell up completely right there in front of my eyes made me get all shivery inside.
"Onny," Momma said, "I've been talking with Daddy and Garth, and I realize that I haven't been fair to you and Ilsa. I really hadn't thought about your reaching the age where you need regular loving, and I guess I have sort of monopolized Daddy and Garth." She grinned and continued, "I guess I have kept them kind of busy. Too busy to take care of you and Ilsa. Anyway, I decided I need to share, to let you and Ilsa get your share of enjoyment. I figured today is a good time to start, so I'm going to take Frith to the lake all day to go swimming. There'll be just be you and Ilsa and Daddy and Garth left. I want you to do some catching up without my being around. What do you think of that idea?"
I put my arms around her and hugged her saying, "Momma, I love you and I love the idea."
She looked down at Daddy's cock which had risen even more that it had been before and said with a laugh, "It looks like you're not the only one who likes the idea." Garth walked in about that time, and he, too, displayed a swelling cock. Momma laughed again and said, "You Olsen men. Thank goodness you're always horny." Then Momma got a frown on her face and said, "But what about Ilsa? Do you think she'll like the idea?"
It was my turn to laugh now, and I said, "Momma, take it from me--she'll love it. Ilsa will absolutely adore the idea."
Ilsa walked in about this time, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "What about me? What is it I'm supposed to adore?"
I laughed even louder this time and said, "Don't worry. It's something you're going to love."
Ilsa frowned and said, "Well, after listening to you and Garth all night, there's only one thing that I'd love right now." We all broke out in laughter at that remark. We were still chuckling when we sat down to eat breakfast, all, that is, except Ilsa who still didn't know what we were laughing about. She had seen how big Daddy's and Garth's cocks were, though, because her eyes got real big at the sight. She didn't say anything, but I could tell from the way she squirmed in her chair that the sight of hard cocks together with the sounds she had heard from my room the evening before had her pussy wet and throbbing. Boy, was she going to be in for a pleasant surprise.
As Ilsa and I washed dishes, Momma and Frith left, picnic basket in hand. As she went out the door, she smiled at me and said, "I won't be back until late afternoon. You girls have fun while I'm gone." I waved good-bye to them and thought, "Don't worry, Momma. We're going to have the time of our lives. Ilsa, especially."
As we were finishing the dishes, facing the sink, Daddy and Garth came up behind us. I glanced over my shoulder and saw them standing there, their cocks pointing out from their bodies, rigid and stiff. I felt shivery inside again, thinking about the prospect of getting fucked again. I wondered which one Daddy would pick. I was hoping it would be me, since Garth and I had had our fun the night before, but it really didn't matter that much. The both had eight-inch cocks, and they both knew how to use them. I was so horny thinking about getting one of those cocks inside me that it made no difference.
Garth came up behind Ilsa and wrapped his arms around her, cupping her firm little breasts in his hands. She looked back at him and said, "God, Garth, what are you doing? Please don't tease me like that. Last night was bad enough without you're making it worse."
Garth laughed and licked her neck, running his tongue up her neck until he reached the lobe of her ear. She quivered all over at the feel of his touch and turned around to him, angry at what she believed was nothing but teasing. "Garth..." she said, snapping out the words, then stopping when she felt his hard cock poke her in the belly. She looked down at his cock, and speaking more softly this time, whispered, "Garth...your cock...it's so hard." She pressed herself up close to him, pressing his hard rod between their bodies. "But what...?"
"But what am I going to do with it? Is that what you want to know? I'll tell you what I'm going to do with it. I'm going to fuck you with it. Right now. Momma left me and Dad here with you and Onny, and he and I are going to fuck the two of you all day."
Ilsa's eyes got even wider than they had been and she said, "You're not just teasing me are you?"
Garth pushed his cock down and pressed it into Ilsa's pussy slit and said, "Does that feel like teasing?"
"You mean I'm finally and really going to get fucked?"
"I going to fuck you crazy. And Dad will, too."
Ilsa threw her arms around Garth's neck and squealed, "Oh, God, Garth, make a crazy woman out of me." She pressed her lips against his and you could see them part as she drove her tongue into his mouth. She broke the kiss and said, "And will you lick my pussy, too? Like you did with Onny?"
Garth picked Ilsa up and she wrapped her arms around his neck, looking adoringly into his face. She laid her head on his shoulder as they walked down the hall to her room. As the door shut behind them, I half-way envied her. I knew from last night what a thrill she was about to experience, the thrill of having a cock buried in your pussy for the very first time. By this time, though, Daddy was caressing me, and I forgot all about Ilsa. I knew that I was going to have my own experience and that it would be every bit as good as Ilsa's.
Daddy had a soft smile on his lips, a smile that said he loved me as much as I loved him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him in the same way Ilsa had kissed Garth. I broke the kiss and whispered, "Daddy, I've wanted this for a long time. I love you and I want to make love to you. And for you to make love to me." I couldn't keep from coming up with one my grins, though, and said, "And can fuck each other crazy, too?"
Daddy laughed and pulled me hard against him, kissing me and exploring my mouth with his tongue. As our mouths separated, he put his hands on my buttocks, squeezing them and pulling me hard against him so that his cock slipped in between the lips of my pussy. He moved his hips in circles and made his cock spread my lips apart even wider. Finally, he pulled his hard flesh out of my wetness and looked down, "God, but you're wet already. You're as hot as I am."
"Oh, God, Daddy, I'm on fire. Let's go to my room. I want you so bad. Oh, Daddy, I need to be fucked so bad." Just as Garth had done with Ilsa, Daddy picked me up in his arms. He was so strong that he made me seem weightless. As I laid my head against his shoulder, he put his mouth to mine, and we kissed deeply all the way to my room.
Daddy laid me gently on the bed, not even closing the door behind us. I thought it was kind of funny, Garth and Ilsa closing their door. We all knew they were going to fuck, just Daddy and I were, so what difference did it make? Maybe because it was going to be Ilsa's first time they felt they needed a little bit of privacy. Me, I didn't care. After finding out the night before how vocal fucking made me, a closed door wasn't going to make much difference.
Daddy stood there, quietly looking at me as I lay there before him. "Onny, you've turned into a beautiful young woman with my hardly even noticing. You've got a perfect body, just like your mother. I want to just lick you all over and taste every part of you."
"Oh, Daddy, will you? And let me do the same to you? I want to suck and taste your cock."
"Yes, Baby, we'll do it all. Here, let me start on you." He knelt down beside the bed and licked my nipples, making them stand up even more firm and erect than they had been. He was a master with his tongue, using it with a delicate touch that soon had me arching my back up to his mouth, seeking more of the pleasure he was giving. He moved his mouth down to my pussy and delved his tongue into its wet furrow. Pulling my legs around, he got me positioned so that my pussy was at the edge of the bed and all he had to do was kneel there and feast. At that was what he did, his tongue all over my pubic area, licking up and down the labia, delving into the tight opening to my pussy tunnel, and then moving up to the little round protrusion of my clitoris. As he licked across it, I jerked my hips up and made little gasping sounds of pleasure.
I wasn't the only ones making sounds. I clearly heard Ilsa's voice through my wall shouting, "Oh, Garth, Garth! That's so good! Oh, God, that's so good." It sounded like Ilsa was getting the same treatment I was, and if that was the case, I could understand her joyous cries because I was beginning to make louder noises myself.
Daddy had me on the verge of orgasm and I didn't care. I wanted to come and come and come, all day long. "Oh, Daddy, you're going to make me come. Oh, God, Daddy, keep sucking on my nubbin." Daddy put the little nubbin of my clitoris between his lips and fluttered his tongue across it rapidly. It was too much, and pushing my pussy hard against his mouth, I shouted at the top of my voice, "Oh, Daddy, I'm coming! Oh, God, I'm commmminnnggggg." Spasms took over then and my body shook in ecstasy. Daddy kept sucking and I flew higher and higher, cresting to an orgasm more intense even than the ones I had had the night before. He finally stopped the motions of his tongue and I relaxed, still shivering, but limp with the lassitude that such an orgasm gives.
After I recovered, I sat up and pulled Daddy to a standing position. His cock was right in front of my face and I couldn't resist it. Leaning forward, I opened my mouth as wide as it would go and took as much of his cock flesh into my mouth as I could. I was able to take about half of it before he bottomed out, his cock brushing against the back of my mouth. I sucked on it, making wet slurping sounds as I made love to his cock. His cock pulsated and throbbed as I held it in my hands and from the groans that were coming from his mouth I knew that I was giving him a special treat. Momma wouldn't suck his cock, but I would. God, would I. I loved having his cock in my mouth and knowing that I was giving him a very special kind of pleasure.
Suddenly, Daddy pulled back, his cock popping out of my mouth with an audible sound. "Oh, God, Baby, that's so good. But if you keep that up, I'll be coming in just a few seconds."
I looked up at him and said, "But I want you to come. I want you come in my mouth and fill it up with your sperm."
"I want that, too, but we'll do it some other time. Right now, I want your pussy. Oh, God, Baby, you're so young and you're going to be so tight. I just can't wait to feel my cock inside that little pussy of yours."
Daddy's words filled me with new lust. Even though I had just had an orgasm, I was rising to new heights of passion. The way he said he felt about my pussy made me want to give him what he wanted. Suddenly, there wasn't anything I wanted more than to have Daddy's cock buried all the way in my hot little hole. Daddy wanted to fuck me, and I ached for him to do it. I looked up at him and whispered, "Yes, Daddy, I want you to do that. I want you to fuck me. I want your hard cock up inside my tight little pussy. Yes, Daddy, fuck me. Do it right now."
Daddy growled softly and said, "Yes, right now." He pulled my legs even farther apart and moved in between them. With me on the side of the bed like that he would have to stoop down to get his cock in my pussy, so I lifted my hips up and put a big pillow under them. It made us a perfect match--his cock was right in front of my pussy, right there where all he had to do was push forward and it would slide it all the way into my honey hole. He guided his cock toward my pussy and whispered, "Oh, God, such a nice little pussy. My little girl has the sweetest pussy."
I could hardly believe how wet I had gotten. The moisture was more than the result what he had done with his mouth--my own juices adding to it and making it overflow with lubrication. As he moved his cock head up and against my wet flesh, he muttered, "So wet. God, Onny, you're so wet."
I looked up at him and whispered, "You've done that to me. The anticipation of this got me so hot that my pussy's almost flooding." Those words seemed to inflame him even more, and he thrust his cock toward me, directly into my sopping hole. I had been a little worried that I might be sore from Garth's fucking me for the first time, but as Daddy penetrated his big cock into my pussy all I felt was pleasure. Even though Daddy's cock was even bigger than Garth's had been, my pussy was stretched enough now to take it without any discomfort. I felt him pushing himself into me, deeper and deeper, and I said, "Give it all to me, Daddy. I can take every bit of it."
Daddy kept thrusting until I felt the base of his cock push up against my pussy. I felt a surge of exultation--I had really done it, I had taken all of his eight or nine inches of hard man cock completely in me. I clamped my pussy down hard on his shaft, flexing my internal muscles so that he could feel the heat of my pussy around his throbbing spear. Daddy sighed and murmured in pleasure, "Oh, Baby, so good...you're so tight...oh, sweet virgin pussy...sweet...hot...tight...little...pussy."
Having Daddy's hard cock in my pussy was something I had dreamed about for years, and having it now a reality made my passion soar. I pushed my pussy hard against him and worked my hips around in circles, muttering, "Oh, God, Daddy, I've wanted your cock in me for so long. It feels just as good as I dreamed it would." I reached up and grabbed him around the neck, pulling him down to me so that his chest crushed against my breasts. Filled with desire, I kissed him, moving my tongue wildly about inside his mouth. Hardly breaking the kiss, my lips just against his, I said, "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me hard. Use that big, hard cock and make me come."
Those words were too much for Daddy, and he pulled back and started pounding himself in and out of me. I spread my legs apart and then wrapped them around his hips so that I could meet each of his thrusts with my own. Almost immediately, my pussy started spasming, contracting down on his cock. Convulsive ripples moved across my belly and into my thighs, and I started jerking and moaning. Seeing that I was starting to orgasm, Daddy put a fingertip right on top of my clitoris and stroked it lightly. I screamed in ecstasy. The pleasure of his cock sliding in and out of my pussy, all the way to the bottom and then out to the very lips, together with what he was doing to my clitoris crashed me over the peak of orgasm and made me almost faint from the most overpowering sexual sensation I had ever experienced. I screamed "Ohhhh, ooohhhhh" over and over again, tears of pleasure and joy streaming down my face.
Daddy looked down at me and whispered lovingly, "Yes, Baby, come. Come for Daddy. Come hard for me. Keep on coming." All the time he was saying this, he kept his cock going, penetrating me to the very depths of my belly.
My orgasm slowly faded in intensity and I opened my eyes and looked up at him. "Thank you, Daddy. That was incredibly good. I knew sex was going to be good, but doing it with you made it just that much better." I pushed myself hard against him and said, "But you haven't come yet. It's time for you to come now. Come inside me, Daddy. Fill me up with the same seed that created me. Keep fucking, Daddy, and come for me."
Daddy said, "I'm awfully close to coming right now. It won't take much more." Saying that, he reached down and put his hands under my ass, lifting me up. I put my arms around his neck and he stood up, with my legs and arms wrapped around him and his cock still all the way to the hilt in my pussy. Then he turned around and sat on the edge of the bed. I was on his lap, and we were face to face, with my breasts rubbing against his chest. Our lips were so close that I just leaned into him and we kissed. I could feel his cock throbbing and jerking inside me, and I knew that the kiss was just a prelude to his coming explosion. Still holding the kiss, Daddy put his hands on my hips and raised them up, pulling my pussy up to where just the head of his cock was still inside. Then he lowered me slowly, allowing my pussy to deliciously impale itself on his pole. God, but that was good, and my ardor began to climb back up from the lassitude produced by my orgasm. I thrust my tongue into Daddy's mouth, letting him know that what he was doing was getting me all hot again. I could feel another orgasm coming on, and I wanted him to know that my passion was equal to his.
Daddy groaned into my mouth and started lifting and dropping me faster and faster. Each time my pussy came down on his cock, he thrust his hips up to meet it, driving himself hard inside me. Soon I was groaning, too, our sounds muffled by the kiss. I was climbing up and up and Daddy was, too, and we both knew that the ultimate in pleasure was soon going to overtake us. We both had our mouths wide open, licking the insides of each other's mouth. I squeezed his neck hard and gripped my thighs hard against his legs with each of his thrusts.
Daddy pulled his mouth away from mine, and shoved up hard inside me, holding my pussy down hard against his cock. It expanded inside me, and I could feel its head grow larger as his explosion readied itself. Then it came and so did he. It was like a gusher going off inside me. His hot sperm jetted out inside me, and I felt its force as it erupted out of his cock. Daddy had his eyes closed and murmured, "Oh, Baby, oh, Baby, oh, God, Baby."
His orgasm triggered mine, and I started coming when I felt his first gush of sperm shoot out inside me. I moaned and whispered, "Oh, God, Daddy, I'm coming, too. I'm coming again."
We stayed like that for minutes, our arms wrapped around each other, breathing hard, convulsions rippling across our bodies and then slowly ebbing away. A feeling of beautiful lassitude filled my whole being. I had never felt so intimate with anyone before. We were covered with the sweet afterglow that great sex produces. It was a marvelous feeling, and I wanted it to last forever.
After a while, though, I felt his cock shrink and gradually come out of my pussy, falling down between his legs. I got off his lap and knelt between his legs, taking his now half-hard cock into my hands. It was wet and slick with our juices, and a large drop of sperm was dripping off its end. "I love your cock, Daddy. I love what it does to me." Then, I lowered my head and took his cock into my mouth and suckled on it. I used my tongue and cleaned all of it, making sure I got all his sperm.
Despite the workout it had just gotten, Daddy's cock responded to my oral treatment, swelling and stiffening again. Daddy groaned in pleasure and said, "Oh, God, Onny, you keep that up and we'll be fucking again in seconds. Don't you think you should leave me something for Ilsa?"
I reluctantly took my mouth from off his cock and reverting to my grin said, "It sounded like Ilsa did all right already. If her screams were any indication, Garth did to her what you just did to me."
Daddy grinned back and said, "Yeah, he's a chip off the old block, all right. And he'll be in to see you when I'm in with Ilsa." I couldn't help but shiver in excitement at the prospect of another session with Garth.
I was still shivering when Daddy and I got into the hot tub together. Garth and Ilsa came in a few minutes later and joined us. Ilsa had an expression on her face like I had never seen there before. It expressed every aspect of fulfillment, joy, and complete satiation. If ever there were a woman who looked well-fucked and completely happy, it was Ilsa at that moment. I couldn't help but pull her to me and hug her in sisterly love. The look we exchanged expressed words that we didn't need to speak. We had each been fucked by Garth and a new bond had been formed between us. We knew, too, that soon both of us would have been fucked by both Daddy and Garth, and our look included our mutual anticipation of that event.
After we soaked in the hot tub for an hour or so and got our strength back, we all had lunch together. Cheese, fruit, wine, and a hot soak--these all had tremendous restorative powers, and it wasn't long until the atmosphere began to once again be charged with sexuality. Daddy had been sitting next to Ilsa on the couch and they were involved in little flirting actions, playing grab-ass sort of games. Before long, Daddy had his hand between her thighs and was stroking them, reaching all the way up into the space buried deeply between her legs. Ilsa had her head laid back on the couch, eyes closed, enjoying Daddy's attentions to her pussy.
Garth and I were sharing a love-seat and he, too, was showing signs of arousal. He had his arm around me and was lightly caressing my breasts, drawing little circles around the nipples with his fingertips. His cock was getting hard and beginning to poke out from his body just a little. I couldn't resist it and put a hand on it and squeezed. My touch seemed almost magic, because Garth's cock sprang up, fully extended and stiff. Remembering how he enjoyed my sucking on his cock, I lowered my head and took it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. His hips came completely off the couch as he pushed his hardness up, striving to get more of it into my mouth. He groaned in appreciation of what I was doing and whispered, "Oh, yes, Onny, suck on it."
Ilsa heard his words and opened her eyes to look. Then her eyes got even wider as she saw me suck on Garth's cock. She could tell from the expression on both our faces that we enjoyed what we were doing, that we were both getting pleasure for the oral love play. Then she smiled and gave me a look that said, "That looks like fun. I want to try that." And try she did. She knelt down in front of Daddy and sucked on his cock like she had been doing it all her life. Daddy groaned in pleasure as Ilsa attended to him. It wasn't long before both men had their hips in motion, thrusting hard cocks into the mouths of the Olsen sisters.
Garth groaned loudly and pulled my head up from his cock, pulling it out of my mouth. "Oh, God, Onny, I'm about to come. I want to come with my cock in your tight little pussy. Come on, let's fuck." He took my hands and pulled me up from the love-seat and kissed me hard. Then he said, "Would you like to do it doggie-style?" I nodded my head enthusiastically. I wasn't quite sure what doggie-style was, but I was now so hot that I was game for anything.
Garth showed me how to get on the floor and put my head down with my ass up. He knelt down behind me, his cock pointing right at my wide-open pussy. I had my legs spread apart and I knew that my pussy was right there in sight, ready for him to ravage with that big tool of his. It was a position of submission, but I liked it. It made me feel wicked and wanton, and I was more than ready for Garth to shove his cock up my now dripping wet hole. I realized then that both my holes were right there available for his cock. I had heard about anal intercourse from some my friends, and I shivered in excitement, wondering which of my openings was going to be filled. At that point, I didn't care which. All I wanted was for him to get inside me and make me come and come and come.
Garth put his fingertip against the little rosebud of my ass and said, "God, you've got the cutest little ass. Someday soon I'm going to plow your little chocolate tunnel. Right now, though, I want your pretty little pussy." I felt the round knob on the end of his cock nudge into the opening of my tunnel and I groaned and shoved back, eager to feel his hardness up in my belly. As he pushed forward, he said, "God, Sis, you're as hot as I am, aren't you." In answer, I wiggled my ass and pushed my pussy back against his cock, taking about half of it inside the slick cavity.
From across the room I could hear Ilsa say to Daddy, "Do me like Garth's doing Onny. I want to be fucked that way." Daddy chuckled and showed her how to get down in the right position. When she was on her knees, she was right in front of me, our faces only inches apart. We reached out and held hands, smiling at each other in satisfaction.
Soon both Ilsa and I were being fucked thoroughly, cocks shoving in and out of our pussies. Each time Daddy and Garth thrust into our pussies, our faces came together and we stuck out our tongues and swirled them together. The room was filling with the sounds of our fucking, wet liquid sounds of wet flesh slapping against wet flesh, and groans, grunts and sighs of sheer pleasure. The hot smell of sex permeated the air, the odor of men and women in heat. Ilsa and I came at almost the same time, our bodies shaking and shivering in ecstasy. Ilsa pulled my face to hers and we kissed all the way through our orgasms, moaning into each other's mouths as pleasure waves moved through our bodies.
Daddy and Garth continued to fuck us hard, all the way through our orgasms. Garth had his hands on my hips and pulled them toward him with each of his thrusts. He was giving me all of his cock, pulling it all the way out and then thrusting it back in, fucking me hard the way I was finding I liked so much. Daddy was doing Ilsa the same way. They were taking advantage of our submissive position and fucking us like male dogs fuck bitches. I felt just like a bitch dog, and loved it. From then on, I knew I would envy the female dog every time I saw dogs fucking.
Ilsa screamed out, "Daddy, I'm coming again! Oh, God, Daddy, fuck me hard. Push that big cock in me, shove it in hard. Fill my pussy with your spunk. Give it to me." Her words seemed to inflame Daddy even more than he was, and he fucked her even faster than before.
Daddy let out a loud moan and said, "Oh, God, sweetheart, here it is. I'm coming. Here it comes."
Garth leaned down on my back and cupped my breasts in his hands, squeezing them in time with the way his cock was pistoning in and out of my pussy. Gasping, Garth said, "Oh, God, I'm gonna come. Can't hang on any longer. Here it comes, Onny. I'm going to fill your pussy to overflowing." He pushed one last time, hard and deep, and started shooting his juice out, a hot stream of liquid that filled my hole and ran down my front, drenching all my pussy and belly. The feeling of his come going all over me was fabulous and I started coming in response. I mean I CAME. A gut-wrenching, body-shaking orgasm that just went on and on. I could barely talk I was so weak from pleasure, and all I could get out was a soft, "Me too, I'm comminnng, yesssss, commmminnnnng."
Soon our motions slowed down and then stopped. Daddy and Garth were motionless, each on his knees, cock still buried, and gasping for breath. Ilsa and I were each emitting soft little moans as aftershocks of pleasure tingled through our bodies. Letting out a moan, Daddy pulled his cock out of Ilsa and flopped down on his back, exhausted. Garth did the same with me and lay down next to Daddy. Daddy said, "God, what a fuck. What TWO great fucks. You girls are the best ever."
Garth smiled and said, "I'll second that motion. The only thing I regret is that we didn't start earlier. Just think of all the good times we missed."
I looked at Ilsa and we gave each other a knowing smile. We both knew that this was just the beginning--from that point on we intended to get our share of the fucking in the Olsen household. Momma would have to be a little more sharing. Now that the Olsen men realized what was just down the hall from them, she wouldn't have any choice.
I looked down at Garth and was filled with love. Looking over at Daddy, I had the same feeling of tenderness. Even though they were family members and we loved them in that regard, they were also now our lovers, and even though it was different, that was a good kind of love, too.
My eyes fell on Garth's now-soft cock. It was wet with our juices and covered with come. Daddy's was the same, with come still dripping from its head. I remembered the taste of Garth's come from the night before and how I had liked it. I looked at Ilsa and licked my lips, looking down at Garth's cock. She caught on immediately and smiling, licked her lips, too. Almost in unison, we bowed our heads down to Daddy's and Garth's cocks and took them into our mouths, slurping, sucking, and making all sorts of wet, obscene sounds.
They both groaned at the oral contact and murmured softly as we ministered to the cocks. Garth's cock responded quickly, rising up and standing erect and firm. Daddy was a little bit slower, but Ilsa was equal to the task, and it was soon as hard as Garth's. Ilsa and I went at their cocks and sucked and jerked on them at the same time. After about five minutes of this action, they were shoving their hips up at us, groaning in pleasure.
Garth came first, shooting his spunk out in gushes into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, letting only a little dribble down his shaft. Daddy soon followed suit, moaning softly as he filled Ilsa's mouth up completely, causing come to flow out the corners of her mouth and cover his lips and chin. We kept on sucking until their cocks were completely soft, just little worms that we could wallow around in out mouths. We finally gave up on them, freeing their cocks from their oral captivity. Ilsa leaned over to me and kissed me, rubbing her come-coated lips over mine. We thrust our tongues into each other's mouths, giving each other the taste of the other man's come.
Daddy groaned and looked at Garth, saying, "My God, I'm completely used up. I don't think there's another drop of come left in me. And what about Momma? You know she's going to want to be fucked tonight. Will you be up to it?"
"Oh, God," Garth groaned, "I'm just like you." He grinned at his father and said, "But I guess we'll find a way, won't we?"
Ilsa and I showered together, washing the come off our bodies and feeling refreshed. We went in and started dinner, wanting to show our appreciation to Momma for giving the two of us our day. And what a day it had been. Non-stop fucking and non-stop coming. Nothing could have been better.
Momma and Frith got home a little while later and she asked how we were doing. She took a look at us and said, "You don't even need to answer. I can see the look on your faces that comes only from good fucking." She laughed and said, "I hope you two left a little for me." Ilsa and I just looked at each other and giggled.
That night Ilsa decided to sleep with me so we could discuss our adventures in fucking. After the lights were out, we could hear the voices of both Daddy and Garth in Momma's bedroom. Soon we could hear Momma moaning in pleasure. We both felt relief at the sound and were thankful that Daddy and Garth were up to their tasks.
While the sounds were at their peak, the door to my room opened and Frith came in. "I've got a surprise for you two," he said. "What kind of surprise?" I asked him. Frith grinned real big and said, "I fucked Momma today. Not just once, but three times. She told me that since the Olsens now had three hot pussies to take care of, we needed at least one more cock to help. She said I might not be the usual age to begin fucking, but our family situation would cause an exception. Then we fucked and fucked and fucked. And she came each time." His cock had gotten stiff and erect as he talked about, and it was now hard as a rock. He might not be sixteen yet, but his cock didn't know the difference.
Ilsa and I just looked at each other and nodded our heads. Scooting over to the side of the bed, we soon had our bottoms on the edge and our legs spread apart. I grinned at Frith and said, "If that's the case, why don't you fuck the other two Olsen girls." Frith just grinned and started in on Ilsa. He hadn't come yet when she did, so he came over and started fucking me. After several minutes of his working his cock in and out of my pussy, I screamed out that I was coming. My scream was almost an echo of Momma's scream.
When Onny finished telling her story, she had a far-away look in her eye, a look of good times remembered. Suddenly, she was back to the present and with a soft little smile told Neil, "That picture was taken just before that day--the day that all three of the Olsen men fucked all three of the Olsen women."
With a grin, Onny said, "Okay, that's my story. Now you tell me yours. Tell me about you and your sister. Johanna, is that her name? Do just like I did. Tell me everything, don't leave out any details."
Neil nodded his head and said....