Samuel was the first one to break the long silence that followed.
" This is quite an experience that you have just described. I don't know if I would have acted the way you did, but it seemed to have turn out all right. "
" Yes, " went on Paul, " you certainly got even with this Mr. Kingston. Did you marry your fiancée afterward? "
" I won't answer any of your questions at this moment. First I must hear the rest of each of your story, so you will both have to wait before I tell you anything more. "
" I see. But I suppose it is quite fair, " said Paul " But before we go on, let us order another drink and maybe a sandwich or two to help us endure this darkness around us. "
Even with the fire going full blast not more than ten feet in front of them, it was chilly at their back. They pulled each of their respective chair closer to the fireplace so that the flame would radiate more on them.
The power had been out now for well over four hours. Even the phone was dead, and there was no way to know when it would be back on again. Outside, the snow was still falling heavily; there were more than ten inches of fresh snow on the ground. The waiter came and he placed a pile of ham sandwiches in front of them, he also brought them drinks of course while taking away the empty glasses.
" Before we go on, " said Samuel "let us establish the rules for the second round. It should be the last chapter of each of our story. What I mean by this is that each of us must continue from where he left earlier and he must give a complete and final account of everything pertaining to his story. If we all agree, I will begin immediately since I was the first to start with the first part of my tale. "
Only after both Peter and Paul nodded their approval did Samuel begin.
Samuel
The following Monday, after my session in bed with Jack and his sister, Jack asked me when I was going to fix things so that he could fondle my sister Brenda while she slept. I tried as much as I could, to delay his encounter with my sister, but before the week was over he gave me an ultimatum. Either I found a way for him to get in bed with Brenda or he was going to have a talk with my mother.
Now that I am much older, I doubt very much that he would have carried on his treat. But at the time I was not yet sixteen, and it did scared me a great deal. We finally settled the matter by having him wait another week, during which time I was going to figure a way to pay my debt to him.
I was aware that there was no way that my mother was going to allow him to spend a night at home. Brenda and I slept in the same bed and my mom certainly didn't want that fact to be known. Beside we only had two bedrooms and because of the rather primitive conditions that we were living in, my mother didn't want us to bring anyone at home.
For many long hours, I tried to think of a way that I could have him slip in bed with Brenda while she was sleeping, but for this to happen; mother had to be out working on her night shift. This met that Jack would have to get into the house only after mother had gone to work at half past eleven. Even then, I told myself that he still had to get his mother's permission to spend the night away from his home.
The next Wednesday I explain the situation to Jack.
" I know what to do," he said. " Friday, I will ask my mother to let me spend the night at Richard Golden's home. He is living at the other end of town and more important, they don't have the telephone. At nine I will leave for his place, but instead of goig there, I will go to Rubies Poolroom and stay there until a quarter to eleven. Then, I will walk to your place and wait outside the house until I see your mother leave. After that, I am sure that you can find a way for me to get into the house without your sister seeing me. We will then wait until she get to bed and when she is asleep, I will quietly slip in bed with you both. "
" What will you do to her? You know that if she ever finds out that we have been playing tricks on her, we will both have to deal with my mother. "
" Don't worry Sam, I won't do anything to her that you haven't already done to my sister."
And this was exactly what I was worrying about. Jack and I both had had sex with his sister; each of us had fucked her. In my case it had happened four times during the night that I spent at his home, Jack had done it at least as many times also. Until then he had always insisted that he was not going to fuck Brenda, but now I didn't trust him on that matter.
He was much too casual and cool about the whole affair and I didn't like it. Furthermore He didn't seem to understand that if we were to get caught, or if Brenda ever discovered what we had been up to, the gravest of consequences would follow. Beside he didn't seem to believe me when I said that I never had intercourse with Brenda and if he intended to fuck her, I certainly wasn't going to let him have his way.
" Let me warn you first, " I said to him " if you ever try to fuck my sister, I will get even with you one way or an another. You can fondle her all you want while she sleep, but keep your dick out of her. "
" Why would I want to do that? I get all the fucking I want at home with Carol. I only want to touch her all over and see how her body is different from that of my sister. "
I could well understand his desire to do that. Up to now he had seen and felt only his own sister. I still remembered how I had found the small differences between the two girls charms extremely exiting when I had explored Carol's body and fuck her.
" Very well, we will do as you propose, but at all time you must be very careful so that you don't wake her up while you are touching her. "
" You worry too much. After all the things you told me that you did to her, I don't think she will be aware of anything. But just in case, before she goes to bed that night, you should give her a sleeping pill in a glass of milk. "
" We never use sleeping pills at home. The only pills we have are aspirins and I don't think they will of any help to make her sleep deeper. "
" In that case I will bring some from home, my mother often take one before going to bed. "
Friday evening at ten, I could scarcely hide my nervousness. Both, mother and Brenda noticed this and I had to explain to them that I had an upset stomach.
At ten thirty, mother began to prepare herself to leave. Usually she would have seen to it that we were both in bed before leaving, but since it was Friday, she didn't insist on our going to bed as early as usual. Less than ten minutes after she left the house, I looked through the back door and I saw Jack waiting in a dark corner of the backyard. I had to wait another fifteen minutes before I was able to let him into the house. I did this while Brenda was in the bathroom. He entered through the back door as we had planned, then I made him hide in mother's room.
Not a word was exchanged between us as he got into the house, as he entered he gave me the two sleeping pills.
I knew that Brenda loved hot chocolate. When I asked her to make us a cup a while later, she agreed immediately.
We both sat around the table while waiting for the cups of steaming hot cocoa to cool a little. When Brenda got up to rinse the pot she had used to warm the milk, I dropped the two pills into her cup.
She next sat in front of me and I watched her slowly empty her cup. I had no way to know if it was going to take long for the pills to take effect, so as soon as her cup was empty I told her that I was tired and I was ready to go to bed. I knew that she would not stay up by herself, even though she was well over fourteen, she was still afraid to be alone at night.
With the light out in the room, we both got undress and after putting on our night gown we got into the bed leaving on a small light in the hall.
While lying beside her, I began to worry that Jack wouldn't wait long enough and thus enter into the room before she had time to fall asleep. But this didn't happen. Even as I had these thoughts in mind, Brenda began to breathe regularly and I knew from experience that she was sleeping deeply.
Just to make sure I waited another five minutes then I got out of bed. I stood over Brenda and I even shook her a little to see how profound her sleep was. Her regular, deep breathing confirmed the fact that I had nothing to worry about.
Jack was sitting in the dark on the edge of mother's bed when I got to him. The instant that he heard me entered the room, he rushed toward the floor so as to hide just in case it was Brenda that was entering the room. When he recognized me he immediately asked me if the pills had worked.
" What do you think? I wouldn't be here if they hadn't worked. Now remember your promise, you will only touch her. "
" Yes, yes, you have nothing to worry about. But I do want to see her body, so leave the bedroom door open a litle so that the light from the hall will get into the room. "
I did like he asked and we got near the bed. We now could see Brenda in it. She was still stretched on her right side and in the middle of the bed just like I had left her a few minutes earlier. All at once Jack got out of his clothes, he was completely naked in less than a minute. I could tell that he already had an erection. This made me very angry, but before I could say or do anything he climbed in bed next to Brenda. He stretched on the exact spot where I had been lying a short while earlier. Even as I watched them, I saw Brenda move closer to him, as she would have done if I had been lying there.
At that instant I knew that it had been a mistake to let Jack play with my sister's body. He had manipulated me into this scheme which had ended with him lying naked in bed beside my sleeping sister. But it was too late now; there was nothing I could do to stop him.
As I watched him, I could see his hands moving under the blanket, and it seemed that he was stroking her breasts. Then it became impossible for me to remain in the same room while he was touching her. Feeling depressed and a little angry, I went into my mother's room and I stretched on her bed.
It was my intention to give Jack fifteen or twenty minutes with Brenda, then to make him spend the rest of the night in mother's room, at least until half an hour before she came back from work. But it didn't turn out that way.
I felt asleep and when I woke up - because of the cold - I was still lying on her bed with only my nightgown on. I looked at the clock on the night table, it was already half past one. Jack had been alone with Brenda for nearly two hours now. What was he doing to her?
The minute that I entered my room I knew that something was not right. I could hear a strange noises coming from either Brenda or Jack. They were still in bed together but to my horror, Jack was on top of her and it then sank into my mind that he was actually fucking her.
The strange noises I was hearing was Brenda's regular moaning. The first thing that went into my mind was that she was awake and was actually cooperating with Jack. How else could I explain these noises that she was making?
I walked closer to the bed, - Jack was not even aware of my presence - he was moving in a rhythmic manner under the blanket and it didn't take much imagination to understand what he was doing. Worst still, I could tell by his fast breathing and heavy grunting that he was very near a climax.
But I now realized that Brenda was still asleep, except for her low moaning, she was not moving much under him. Suddenly I became very exited watching them fuck, a strange thing then happened to me. For some reason I was finding it quite natural that he should be fucking her. I even began to hope that he would go on fucking her for a long time. He was having sex with my sleeping sister and even in her condition she was experiencing pleasure. Her continuous moaning was proof enough of that.
I seemed to be paralyzed as I stood there next to the bed observing them. I was then able to tell the exact moment that he came inside her. His pumping changed to long and slow shoves, while his grunting became a heavy breathing. finally I saw him collapse on top of her.
He remained there very still, it began to worry me since he had all of his weight on Brenda and I feared that it would get her out of her deep sleep. I reached over and I pushed against his shoulder until he rolled over so that most of his weight was now off Brenda and in a low voice I whispered to him.
" You lied to me Jack. You have actually fuck her. "
By now the blankets were partly off Brenda's body and both of her breasts were exposed. There was no sign to be seen of her nightgown that she always wore in bed; Jack had removed it and he probably had done the same with her panties.
" I am sorry Sam, but I couldn't help myself. " He whispered back to me. " Your sister is quite a girl, can you imagine how she would be if she was not sleeping? For a while earlier, I really thought that she was no longer sleeping with all the noises she was making. "
A strange, bawdy feeling took hold of me then; I was even sorry that I hadn't remained in the bedroom with them and watch him. He must have fuck her more than once, I had to know.
" How many time did you fuck her? "
" Who keeps count, it could be four or five time. Look at her, she want more. "
It was true, Brenda had both hands on her cunt and she was slowly feeling herself. I watched a couple of seconds then I began to feel cold standing there only in my gown. I was also without my slippers and Brenda was also uncovered from the waist, she was certainly feeling the cold alsoo. I thus decided to climb in bed with them. Once I was stretched next to her, I pulled the blankets back up to our necks.
" You will have to leave soon Jack. " I whispered to him.
" What? So you can have her to yourself? It's not yet half past two and we still have many hours before dawn. I will leave when it's starting to get lighter outside, beside where would I go at this time of the night? "
He was right about having nowhere to go. So I didn't insist any more about his leaving.
By now Brenda had stopped moving her hands over her cunt.
Being three in a bed built for two, we were more than a little crowded so when Brenda turned herself on her side with her rump toward Jack and facing me, there was more room for me. I was a little jealous since I could tell that she was shoving her bottom against Jack - where I would usually be - seeking his body heat.
She was completely naked under the blanked, and I began to think that it might be a problem later to get her back into her panties and gown.
Fifteen or twenty minutes went by, then I moved my hand slowly between her available breasts. Without her gown, it surprised me to see how easy it was to reach for them. I gently squeezed, press and weight them and the more I played with her bosom the more I got carried away.
Soon my mouth replaced my hands on her breasts, kissing and sucking one then the other and all the time I rubbed my face in the valley between her twin spheres of flesh. It must have fired an urge in her sleeping body because after a while she pushed one arm around my neck holding me tight against her. At the time I had the strange impression that she was mistaking me for one of her dolls that she used to cradle in her arms when she was younger.
While I remained with my head cradle in her arms, I still had in mind the scene of Jack lying on top of her. This then induced in me an urge to explore her cunt, to see if it had somehow changed because of the stretching that Jack's cock had most probably causes.
Lowering my hand to the junction of her legs, I slowly pushed two fingers between the front of her lips. As expected, she was extremely wet and it felt very slippery. Her triangular patch of hair was mattered with juice and it was pasted against her body.
I was then surprised when my fingers felt something big and warm that seemed to penetrate within her vagina. The shock of this unpredicted discovery was preventing me from moving my hand. Then the reality finally sank into my mind; Jack's cock was still lodged within her.
He had somehow, in the last half-hour, gotten inside her slippery hole without my being aware of it. Was he sleeping with an erection, was this possible? Probably, since he and Brenda hadn't move in a long time now.
A strange voluptuous sensation shook me as my own cock became even more rigid. I was fascinated to discover that her young cunt's lips were being stretched to their limit by his column of flesh. With my fingers I could feel her inner lips clinging to his shaft. Even his testicles were indecently pressed between her inner thighs as though they were part of her own body.
I placed my thumb on the outside of one lip and two fingers on the outside of the other, next I pressed on them thus squeezing Jack's rod in the process.
His reaction was immediate. His shaft began to pulsate and its size greatly increased, stretching her lips even further. I squeezed again and again and his organ became alive within her. He probably thought that the cause of the sudden pressure around his shaft was Brenda's cunt contracting in an attempt to get more friction.
He was soon completely conscious. He then proceeded to slide his erection within her with short strokes, in the process it was also gliding against my fingers.
As for Brenda, she reacted by shoving her bottom still closer against him. In the process she dislodged my hand from between her thighs.
Jack was again fucking her and I knew that I was responsible for it since my hand had fired his sexual awareness. Even Brenda, - although in a more limited way - was reacting to his slow pumping by meeting him with shoves of her own.
So it happened that in the middle of a cold winter night, while in bed with Brenda and Jack, I discovered a new pleasure, I realised then that from then on it was going to influence the rest of my life. Yes I discovered then that I could get as much pleasure from watching a couple fuck as if I was actually doing the deed myself.
My mouth soon found one of Brenda's breasts, and while she cradled my head in her arms, I felt the shaking of their bodies as Jack pounded her from behind. Her beautiful bosom trembled and bounced against my face, I was much too absorbed in the gratification of my pleasure to worry about the fact that there was always the chance that she could get out of her trance-like sleep.
I began to shake with uncontrollable emotions in synchronization with Jack's shoving as my cock rubbed on the front of her cunt's lips. All of a sudden, the deluge of my semen began to gush against her cunt and over Jack's piston-like rod, mingling in the process with her own juice as well as with Jack's spunk that he had previously poured into her hole.
My climax seemed to go on forever, I was bewildered with ecstatic thrills as I continued to suck her breasts even though my body shook with convulsions.
But Jack hadn't come yet, having done so many times previously, he found it harder to pay tribute to her slippery cunt again. He kept on pumping and even thought her mind was unaware of it; her body began to respond.
She expressed her pleasure by softly moaning into my ears and holding me still tighter in her arms. It took Jack another two minutes to finally reach an orgasm, and when he was through he felt on his back next to her and went into an instantaneous sleep.
Brenda also twisted her upper body on her back soon afterward and she finally turned completely on her side with her face toward Jack and her back against me.
There were no possibilities now that I could sleep. Not after what I had just underwent. Even half an hour later my heart was still beating fast from the strong emotions and desires that were making my body tremble with lust. My cock was as hard as ever.
Both, Jack and Brenda were now in a deep sleep. With the three of us in the same bed, there was little room to move and we were forced to press against one another. Brenda in the middle seemed quite warm and in all evidence she was still sound asleep judging by her regular breathing.
I felt good with my cock pressed in the crack of her bottom. As the minutes went by I still couldn't sleep and worst still, my erection kept twitching in appreciation to the close contact with Brenda's rump. Soon I let my hand roam over her body and I reached for the base of her bottom. She was still exceedingly wet and sticky, and this made me feel wickedly marvelous.
Until that moment, I had no intention of fucking her. After all, she was my sister and I was quite content with the knowledge that I could screw Jack's sister any time I wanted. I already had made up my mind now that I was going to let him fuck Brenda whenever that was possible provided he would let me do the same to his sister. But previous to this night, there had been absolutely no question in my mind of fucking Brenda myself since she was my sister and it was definitely not be proper to do so.
My cock was much too close to her fuming hole. As I tried to place my hand on the front of her cunt, I had to slide myself lower in the bed, but my cock, as if having a mind of its own, found itself at the entrance of her soaking cunt; just between her slippery lips.
At first I couldn't tell exactly where the tip of my cock was rubbing, all that I knew was that it was no longer in the crack of her bottom but it felt so good and warm.
Little by little, on account of the slippery condition between her lips, the head of my cock penetrated deeper between her stretched labia. When I realized where I was - because of the wonderful pressure around the length of my erection and also from my experience the previous week with Jack's sister - Brenda suddenly pressed her bottom against me. In the process it forced my erection deeper within her passage.
What was I to do? I certainly didn't want to fuck her since she was my sister. Many times before in the last year, I had often imagined how it would feel to be shoving my hardness just where it was at that moment. But now that my fantasy had finally come true, I was experiencing guilt.
Even as I debated in my mind my next course of action, my body had already taken the decision for me. My stiffness had somehow gotten completely buried within her warm and tight tunnel of love.
Yes I could tell that she was much tighter then Carol was - one can never stop comparing - and my invasion of her sacred passage had cause a torrent of a mixture of juice and spunk to spill out of her pleasure cave thus coating my balls and upper thighs. It felt wonderful, this was too beautiful, to exquisite to be wrong and at that moment I only wished that Brenda could fell the same about it.
At last, in and out I began to fuck her. Her body reacted in such a way that she began pressing herself closer to me and I could feel her meeting each of my shoves. When she began her now familiar moaning, I knew that my climax was close.
I knew that it was much too soon for me to experience the divine pleasure of a climax, but there was nothing I could do about it. The fact that I was buried deep into my young sister vagina had removed all restraints that I had previously felt. Then without warning, the flood gates were opened and a surge of pleasure never experienced before seized me.
For how long it lasted I can't tell since time had no meaning then but when at last the worst of it was over, I didn't even slow my pace of fucking and I kept on pumping her hot hole with my still rock- hard erection. I kept on plunging into her spunk-full sheath as if my life was depending on it.
The idea suddenly occurs to me that Brenda could become pregnant from either Jack or me. What would happen if I got her with a baby? I would be both, the father and uncle at the same time. What would people say? What would mother say? These thoughts were preoccupying me even as I kept fucking her, far from discouraging me they had a stimulating effect on my mind now.
The pressure around my cock soon made me forget all about these dark thoughts, once again I felt my semen flow at the base of my balls to finally erupt into the very depth of her grotto. My orgasm was so strong, that even now I am not sure if I passed out or simply felt in a half-sleep and half-trance afterward.
When I came to my senses I was still lodged inside her pulsating passage, then to my horror, Brenda began to move thus dislodging my cock in the process as she turned herself on her back. My heart almost stopped beating, I knew that if she should get out of her deep sleep now, Jack and I were both lost. For a long time I remained very still hoping at the same time that Jack would continue to sleep. I must have fallen asleep since when I open my eyes later, I noticed that it was getting lighter in the room. Looking through the window next to me, I saw the first signs of dawn outside.
I then panicked. In haste, I got up and I went to Jack's side of the bed and I shook him until he opened his eyes. I pointed at the clock on the night table - it was already half past six - when he realized how late it was he also jumped out of bed. While Jack looked for Brenda's panties and gown, I took a towel and I wiped her cunt so as to remove some of her juice and spunk that was still oozing out of her vagina. Then we were able without too much trouble, to slip on her panties and gown. On account of the many bouts of fucking we both had had with her, I knew that she had a lot more juice inside her vagina and this more than anything was worrying me. What would be her reaction when she found her passage in such a mess? But there was nothing I could do about this so I tried not to think too much about it.
As soon as we were done, Jack gathered his clothing from the floor without saying a single word. After getting dress in mother's room, he quietly left the house while I remained in bed next to my sister.
At half past seven - I hadn't closed my eyes since Jack's departure - mother got back home as usual. Being Saturday morning, I knew that mother would let us sleep a while longer, but I was too nervous to remain in bed, so I got up. I went into the kitchen to talk with mother.
As we were talking, I couldn't help thinking that mother could see on my face what I had done to Brenda. Later, at about eight, Brenda came into the kitchen and she joined us. She seemed very normal and I was relieved to see that there were no visible signs indicating that she remembered anything about the activities of the night.
It then became a weekly event. Every Friday night Jack came to sleep with us. We both became bolder as the weeks went by and we took more chances and fewer precautions. While in bed with my sister, we no longer whispered and we also made her turn that way or this way as we pleased. We thus acted as if it was impossible for her to become aware of what we were doing to her. But as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end, and in the case of Jack and I, the end came with a shock.
One Friday evening, when Jack came into the house as soon as mother had left, he gave me only one sleeping pill. The bottle was empty except for this one pill. He said that one pill would be enough anyway since his mother never took more than one. Then in the middle of the night, while Jack was fucking her from behind and while she lay stretched on her side facing me, - I was sucking on her breasts waiting for my turn to fuck her - Brenda woke up.
The first sign that I noticed that everything was not as usual, was when I felt her hand on my forehead weakly pushing me away from her bosom. Then I heard her say,
" Samuel, what are you doing? " There was more surprise than panic in her voice.
Jack hadn't heard her and he kept on shoving his cock in her from behind. I could tell this since I was well used by now to the rhythmical shaking of her breasts against my face.
Then in the dim light - the hall light was on - I saw that she had her eyes wide opened and she was looking at me. She then let her head fall back on the pillow, for a few seconds I even thought that she had gone back to sleep. But this was not the case and we were out of luck that night. She was wide-awake.
" What is going on. " She said, lifting her head at the same time." Am I dreaming this? Who is in bed with us Samuel? "
Her words were now loud and her voice was filled with fright. Jack must have heard her and he immediately stopped fucking. What was I to tell her? I decided to go for the truth and I told her that Jack was with us in bed. She moved one hand to cover her breasts in a protective manner only to discover that she was without her gown.
" I was not dreaming. All these nights you were actually ......... How could you do this to me Samuel? "
She suddenly went into a fit of crying, but she didn't try to get out of bed, probably because of the fact that she was naked.
With her face hidden into her pillow she began to sob and shake. We were caught and my only hope now was to limit the damage, and worst still I knew that I was no longer going to fuck her. But I wanted her now more than ever.
" I am sorry Brenda, it just happened and I couldn't help it. You know that I would never harm you, but you are so beautiful. With you lying next to me in bed all those nights, it became unbearable."
She tried to say something, but her crying prevented me from understanding what she was trying to tell me. Her naked body was still in contact with me in many places and it still trilled me. I threw my arms around her neck and I gently pressed her head on my shoulder.
" I hope you will forgive me, had I known that you would discover what I was doing, this would never have happen."
With her face pressed against my neck and shoulder, I could still feel her tears flowing and I began to stroke her shoulder and back while holding her tightly in my arms.
" How could you do this, and to your own sister. I......I..... . thought that I was dreaming these things and all that time you were actually f......."
Again she produced a surge of tears. The more she tried to talk, the more she cried. By now I felt terribly exited and my cock was pressing between our two bodies and it began to twitch, Brenda didn't seem to be aware of this.
Then,to my surprise I began to notice a slight regular humping of her body and the cause soon became evident to me. Jack, who until then hadn't said a word and hadn't moved a finger, had suddenly resumed his fucking. He had remained imbedded within her all that time.
So as to take her mind away as much as possible from Jack's slow shoving, I kissed her forehead. I felt her tears covering my cheeks. She kept on crying but she didn't try to move away from me. A ray of hope flashed into my mind, she was certainly aware that Jack was fucking her and she wasn't trying to stop him.
I kissed the tip of her nose then my lips brushed her lips lightly. Since she didn't protest, I applied more pressure and at the same time I parted my own lips.
Yes, I did detect some cooperation from her part as she tilted her head a little in my direction. My lips remained glued to hers for a long minute while I continued to stroke her back. All the time I could fell her body rhythmically moving in respond to Jack regular shoving behind her.
Encourage by her lack of protest, I pushed my tongue between her lips and I undertook the exploration of her mouth.
She did let me have my way; she even opened her mouth wider for me. This was the chance I was hoping for and I took hold of one of her breast with my hand.
Jack's cock was probably giving her too much pleasure now for her to even notice where my hand was. She was no longer crying. Instead, she was moaning and sighing and I had to remove my mouth from hers so as to permit her to breathe faster.
As soon as I lowered my mouth to her breasts, she increased the pressure that her hands were exerting at the back of my head and I could tell that she was becoming more passionate by the minute. I even heard her mumble, " ah....ah....don't do this, stop I 'am dying."
Jack was also fast approaching an orgasm, judging from the intensity and speed of his shoving now. I began to worry about her reaction once he would be done with her. The only way that I could prevent her from regretting her cooperation with us afterward was to act quickly as soon as Jack would be finished. Not leaving her time enough to think about the whole affair. I Therefore prepared myself to take his place the instant he was going to pull out of her.
Brenda was in the height of ecstatic pleasures now. Her orgasms were almost continuous and she was a willing partner to both of us judging by the tight grip in which she was holding my head, as well as her regular shoving to meet Jack's shoves. Then Jack emptied his load within her. His long, deep strokes as well as his loud grunting confirmed this. When I judged that he was done paying tribute to her already well lubricated cunt, I immediately made her turn over - thus disconnecting Jack - until her rump was toward me and she was facing Jack.
Before she had time to utter a single word, Jack - as if knowing the importance of keeping her busy - immediately glued his lips on her mouth while in one quick push I became lodged within her soaking quim.
Less than five minutes later it was my turn to pay tribute to her now hungry cavern of love. By now she was extremely cooperative and she willingly submitted herself to our every wished. Jack and I fucked her a couple more times before he left at daybreak.
She later told me that all these months she had these these most pleasant dreams. At first in her dreams, she was with her boyfriend Tom, but latter I began to replace him. Those erotic dreams scared her at the beginning, and at one point she came close to discussing the matter with mother, but because of the delicate and intimate nature of the matter, she didn't. But soon she began to enjoy them and she was even looking forward to have them. In the last month - when Jack came to sleep with us each Friday - her dreams were much more pleasant and in the morning she wasn't too surprise to find herself coated with what she thought was her own juice.
Brenda and I became much closer after than, she soon developed a strong appetite for fucking, Jack and I even had some trouble to satisfy her sexual appetite. I told her later that Jack was fucking his sister and that I sometimes spent the night at his place while I also indulged myself in the charms of Jack's sister.
When the cold weather was over for another winter, mother made her sleep in her room with her, but as soon as mother would leave the house to go to work, Brenda would jump in bed with me. That first summer when she became a willing and eager participant to our sex escapades, Brenda and I often arranged to be with Jack and his sister and the four of us always ended in an orgy of fucking.
By the end of the summer, Jack - who had now turned eighteen - was drafted into the army. By then Brenda and Carol were very good friends and until the cold nights of winter came to the Canadian prairies, Brenda regularly invited Carol to spend the night with her. Of course it always ended with the three of us in the same bed and me fucking both girls. Carole was now seventeen just like me while Brenda had just turn sixteen.
But in early winter of that year, Carol became pregnant and less than a month later it was Brenda's turn to find herself with a child in her belly. Of course there was no question as to the fact that I was the father of both babies since Jack had been away for over four months now.
Brenda told mother that Tom, a boy she knew at school, was responsible for her condition while Carol and I got married in early spring just after I turned eighteen.
Brenda told mother that she didn't want to have any thing to do with Tom and she wanted to leave school. As for me I was also drafted into the army just three months after I married Carol
I will not bother you with the details of my stay in the army, except to say that after three months of training I was sent to France where we fought the Germans until the end of the war which ended fifteen months later.
While in France, I met Clayton Parker. He was in my unit and before the war he had been a radio engineer. He owned a small electronic company back in the United States. He explained to me that he had the plans of the circuits of a new lightweight portable radio and he felt certain that it was going to make him rich. Clayton asked me to become a partner in his company. By the end of the war, I invested in his company fifteen hundreds dollars that I had managed to save.
It didn't take long before we began making money with his portable radio. He always came up with one idea after an other, and each of them translated into more money into our pockets.
The first time he came to Pines Valley to visit my family he felt in love with Brenda. Six month later, after being told that Brenda already had a baby, they got married. They lived with mother - until she died a year later - while Carol and I also lived in Pines Valley where we bought a house.
For the next couple of years, Clayton and I made a lot more money with his electronic innovations, money which we wisely invested in all sort of post- war projects which in turn made more money for us.
Then Clayton was killed in a car accident two year later, and during that same year Carol died of pneumonia.
Brenda moved in my house with me and while we were brother and sister for the outside world, we lived as husband and wife with my two daughters.
When I told you earlier that I was not married, I was not lying since I am still living with Brenda and have been doing so for the last ten years. As a matter of fact I will be returning to Pines Valley in a few days where she is waiting for me.
(end of part 5)
