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 Intimate Secrets

   by Chemical Ollie

   ------ Synopsis: A momentary lapse in judgement has long term
consequences.
Codes: mf mF non-con dru inc mother son bro sis Mdom span oral preg

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   Chapter 1

   Ben Dexter didn't mind picking his mom up at the high school where she
taught.  Her car was getting repaired and he was supposed to give her a
ride to the shop since it was ready.  She was running late though.  That
was standard for her.  Ben thought he'd better remind her that it wasn't an
all night garage.  He knew right where her classroom was located.  Ben and
his sister had been there often enough helping their mom set up projects.
She might be having a parent-teacher conference or some such so Ben snuck a
peek into the room rather than to just walk in unannounced.

   At first, Ben thought he'd opened the wrong door.  He'd heard of fuck
sessions going on in classrooms but not in his mom's classroom.  He looked
at the number on the door and then at the scene again.  That was certainly
a fuck session going on in his mother's classroom and the woman being
fucked was his mom!

   Ben might have burst in on the couple in his initial concern for his
mother's safety but he was mesmerized by what he saw.  It looks like Mom is
enjoying herself, thought Ben.  As that thought sank in, concern turned to
embarrassment and then anger.  Should he go in and confront them?  Dad
would certainly freak when he heard this.  He'd probably break Mom's neck.

   Ben had to think.  He gently closed the door and walked down the hall a
bit.  He sat in the shadows so he wouldn't be noticed.  All kinds of
thoughts crossed Ben's mind as he sat there.  He'd never thought of his mom
as one who would fuck anyone but her husband, his dad.  Here she was though
spreading it around.  Ben surprised himself by getting an erection at the
thought.  The door finally opened then and a kid no older than himself
stepped out.  Nothing special about him, Ben thought.  I wonder what she
sees in him.  Better get back to the parking lot.

   The boy was gone and Linda Dexter was finally coming back to her senses.
That was crazy she thought.  I sure hope he keeps his mouth shut.  Linda
absently looked at the wall clock and gasped.  Her son, Ben, was supposed
to be picking her up after school and probably waiting for her in the
parking lot.  There was no time to clean up.  She stuffed her panties and
pantyhose in her purse and hurried out the door.  Oh gosh!  Her cunt was
leaking the boy's cum and running down her thighs.  "Ben, I'm so sorry I
kept you waiting.  It was a last minute problem." She slid in on the
passenger side and smiled.

   "That's all right, Mom." Ben started the car and drove out the parking
lot.  Linda Dexter and her son might have exchanged generalities but each
seemed preoccupied with their individual thoughts.  Ben glanced over at his
mother.  She was bare-legged; probably didn't have time to put on her hose.
The young man wondered if she was wearing her panties.  That thought
brought back his erection.  She sure has nice legs, he thought and nice
everything else, too.  Ben was looking at his mom as a sexy and desirable
woman.  He knew he wanted her.  Incestuous thoughts began to crowd his
mind. It was wrong but Ben didn't care.  Blackmail was an option.

   Linda Dexter was feeling guilt and regret over the first unfaithful act
of her 18-year marriage.  She always had plenty of opportunity but Linda
felt she plenty of love and support from her husband, Charles.  Now, in the
past year or so, it was as if Charles had lost interest in her.  Linda
attributed part of it to business pressures but she wondered if part of it
was another woman.  Well, it wasn't Linda's fault if it was.  She was
always careful about her weight and figure.  Also, Charles' wants and needs
always took priority in Linda's life.  Of course, Linda realized she
couldn't compete with a 20-year-old anymore and if it was some young
beauty, there was nothing the woman could do about it.  Linda never thought
of cheating on Charles before but, darn it, she did have some needs of her
own.  This afternoon's incident could never be repeated, of course.  It
would have meant disaster if anyone had walked in on them.  Thank goodness
Ben waited in the car instead of coming in after her.  The 37-year-old
married woman's mind went back to what happened that morning.

   Linda was taking a shortcut through a darkened auditorium while she on a
break during a free period.  She was attracted by a noise coming from a
utility room.  There were voices and giggling.  The door was ajar so she
peeked in.  Two students were in there fucking.  Linda knew it was her duty
to break up the liaison and report them or at least to call security and
have them take care of it.  It was too dark to identify their faces but the
rest was fairly clear.

   The teacher realized she had the hots.  Her marriage hadn't been going
smooth lately and sex was on the things that had gone out the window. 
Linda never thought of herself as a voyeur but this couple's lovemaking
filled her with such a longing that her cunt began to throb.  It was she
could do to refrain from masturbating right there.  The extra-heavy
breathing told her the teenagers were about to cum.  Linda craned her neck
one more time to see if she could identify the culprits.  In doing so, she
slipped and caused a clatter.  She got up and fled as quickly as her high
heels would allow.  Linda knew they heard her but at least they didn't see
her.  It was obvious Linda wasn't cut out to be a cop.  It was better to
let security or the administration deal with students copulating on campus.

   Linda sat down at her desk and heaved a sigh of relief.  The next few
classes soon put the earlier incident out of her mind.  After fourth period
ended she was approached by one of her students after the others had left.
"How did you like the show?" said Alex.

   "Excuse me, what show?"

   "This morning's show in the auditorium."

   "I...  I don't know what you're talking about." Linda could feel herself
blushing furiously.

   "Sure you do.  You didn't recognize us but we sure recognized you.  You
were there so long we almost invited you to join us."

   "Are you quite through?" Linda was mortified.  She had been caught
spying and now he was humiliating her.

   "Not yet.  Anyway, I thought you were a bit shy for a threesome but
maybe if it was just you and me..."

   "If you don't get out of here right now I'll be reporting you to the
principal's office, which is what I should have done in the first place."

   "Think about it.  I'll be back after school lets out.  Stick around. 
We'll have some fun." Linda couldn't think of anything to say as the boy
walked out.  She was too outraged.  The teacher was especially angry with
herself for losing control of the situation.  That was twice in one day. 
Stick around, indeed!  If he dared come back, Linda would be prepared for
him.  He'd wish he never tangled with Linda Dexter.  Linda had already
thought of several stinging comebacks she wished she had used against Alex.

   It was half past two and school was letting out.  Linda was hoping Alex
wouldn't show up but if he did, she felt sure she could handle the
situation.  That didn't stop her heart from giving a little jump when the
young man did walk in.

   "I was hoping you'd stay behind."

   "You were, huh?"

   "Sure.  I wanted to apologize for my rudeness this morning."

   Well, this wasn't what I expected Linda thought.  "Yes, I'd say you were
out of line."

   "I'd like us to make a fresh start if we can."

   "Fine," said the pretty teacher.  "We won't discuss it any further.  I'm
glad you see the error of your ways.  As your instructor, I deserve and
demand respect.  Also, the campus isn't the place to do...  what you were
doing."

   "Maybe not, but it sure is fun."

   "What?"

   "Fun, Mrs.  Dexter.  A beautiful woman like you should know about fun."

   "Alex, you're starting again.  I'm not going to stand for it." Linda
could feel herself blushing again.

   "Oh, I know you can report me, but not before I tell you you're the
loveliest teacher on campus." Linda felt flattered even though the
compliment came from a student.  She had a streak of vanity and did pride
herself on her looks.  It had been so long since she'd been complimented in
a similar fashion, especially by her husband.  Linda was in such a reverie,
she barely noticed when Alex walked over to her side of the desk.  She was
startle when she felt a pair of hands on her shoulders.  The hands began to
gently knead.

   "Alex!  Get your hands off me this instant!" Her voice tried to carry
authority but instead carried a rising panic.  Linda was losing control
again.  The massaging hands felt so good.  Should she scream?  She took a
deep breath in order to do so, but the thing that came out was a sob.  Alex
sensed her vulnerability and slid his hands down over Linda's tits.

   "Oh!  Alex, let me go!  Someone may come in." Linda grabbed at the boy's
hands but he was too strong for her.  Alex kissed her ear.

   "Let's fuck."

   "What?  No!  Are you crazy?  I don't want this."

   "I think you want this as much as I do.  Someone's been neglecting you."
Alex released her tits and turned her swivel chair around.  "And he's been
crazy to leave you alone." Linda wanted to get up and leave the room but
she felt trapped.

   "No, Alex!" The boy had unbuttoned his fly and released his stiff prick.
It was mere inches from Linda's face.

   "Alex, please leave me alone.  I won't say anything of this to anyone if
you leave me alone." The boy ignored Linda and grabbed her wrist.  She
tried to resist but he easily started brushing his cock against her hand.
Linda was even more nervous now, not because she was afraid of being hurt,
but because she was getting sexually excited.  She curled her hand around
the boy's prick and started to gently pump it.

   "That feels great, Mrs.  Dexter." Oh, gosh thought Linda.  What if he
wants more?  She hoped Alex would be satisfied with a hand job.  She no
longer wanted to resist him.  Even as the pretty teacher was thinking those
thoughts, Alex was thinking he did want something more.  He pulled her to
her feet and lifted her skirt to her waist.

   "No, Alex!  We shouldn't be doing this." Even though she was protesting
she was doing nothing to prevent her pantyhose and panties from being
pulled down and off along with her shoes.  Alex didn't say a word in
response.  He was marveling at his good luck.  He lifted his high school
teacher to the edge of the desk and wrapped her legs around his waist.  He
positioned his prick at the entrance to her snatch and pushed it in.

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   Ben spent the next few nights fantasizing about his mother.  Now, he
watched her whenever he had the chance.  She was a potential score.  The
young man knew the only way to accomplish this was by blackmail, but he was
willing to take the chance.

   Ben's first opportunity came when his father went out of town on
business.  This occurred often enough and Ben was counting on it.  He
waited until late when he was pretty sure his sister, Ellen, was asleep. 
It also took a while to build up his nerve.  He knocked on his mother's
bedroom door and opened it a bit.  "Are you awake, Mom?"

   "Yes, dear," Linda replied.  "Come in." She had been reading in bed. 
She always did that when Charles was away.  She didn't do it when her
husband was home as it disturbed his sleep.

   Ben came in and sat down on the edge of the bed beside his mother. 
Damn! She's beautiful he thought.  Linda was wearing a floor length
nightgown with plenty of cleavage.  Her reading glasses took nothing away
from her looks.  "Mom, can I talk to you about something?"

   "Certainly, dear.  What is it?"

   Ben looked at his mom again and began to lose his nerve.  "Never mind,"
he said.

   "Ben, it must be something very important to you.  You haven't come to
me with a problem in years."

   "Yeah, well..."

   "Would you prefer to talk to your father about it?"

   "Uh, no.  I can't do that."

   "Then tell me, please.  Now you have me worried about you."

   "I, uh...  saw you with that kid the other day...  in the classroom.  I
didn't mean to but you were running late and I thought you'd forgotten."

   "I understand," Linda replied.  She felt pale and weak, like she was
going to faint.  "I'm glad you came to me first, Ben.  I...  I can
explain." Her voice faltered and Linda began to cry.  "Oh, dear.  What must
you think of me?" Ben took his mother's hands in his and gave her his most
sincere look.  It gave Linda the courage to continue talking.

   "Ben, listen to me.  Your father must never know about this.  I shudder
to think what he might do to me if he found out.  I realize that loyalty to
me will mean disloyalty to your father, but...  well, I'll be forever in
your debt."

   "I love you, Mom.  I'll keep quiet."

   "Thank you, darling." She embraced her son and hugged him to her.  The
feel of her cushiony breasts gave Ben an intense erection.  "I'm very
grateful."

   "I know that Mom and I know you'll want to show your gratitude even
after I punish you."

   "What did you say?"

   "I said I'm going to have to punish you."

   "Why do you think you have to punish me?"

   "I have to punish you for cheating on Dad."

   "Ben Dexter, I want you to leave my bedroom immediately.  I can't
believe my own son could think he has the right to punish me for something
that is personal between your father and me."

   "You're right, Mom.  This isn't my business.  It's Dad's and your
business, right?"

   "That's entirely right, Ben."

   "Fine, Mom," Ben replied.  "I'll mention what happened to Dad so the two
of can discuss it in private.  Good night."

   "Wait a minute, Ben.  You...  you promised to keep quiet about this."
Linda was trying to maintain control of herself but she was beginning to
feel panicky.

   "Well, I did say I'd keep quiet but I didn't exactly promise to keep
quiet.  But after you said I'd be disloyal to Dad if I didn't say anything,
I was in a quandary.  How can I be loyal to you and Dad at the same time?
The answer is obvious.  I'll punish you on my father's behalf."

   "That's the most ridiculous--"

   "I know.  I know, Mom.  It's a half-baked rationalization full of
logical holes.  I'll just let you and Dad sort it out.  Good night."

   "W-wait a minute, Ben.  Uh, just out of curiosity, how do you propose to
punish me?"

   "I thought I'd spank you."

   "You thought you'd spank me?"

   "Yeah, so, what do you think?"

   If Linda put into words what she really thought of Ben's idea, she'd
never get her son on her side.  "Would this be a symbolic spanking?"

   "I don't think so, Mom," said Ben.  "It would have to be a real spanking
so it would definitely hurt."

   The boy is crazy thought Linda.  "You know, if you were to spank me
really hard, I might cry out and someone might hear."

   "I've thought of that.  You'd have to be gagged so you couldn't scream
too loud.  I'd also have to tie your wrists and ankles just as a precaution
so you couldn't hit or kick me.  I'd spank your bare bottom until it was
cherry red."

   "Tied up and gagged...  and on my bare bottom?  Benjamin Franklin
Dexter, if you think I'm going to agree to something like that, you're
sadly mistaken."

   "I figured you'd feel that way.  Good night."

   "Ben, we're still talking.  There's no way I can allow you to spank
me... that way.  It's totally undignified and more than a little... 
strange.  I am your mother after all." Linda wanted to use the word
'kinky.' Was kinky too strong a word for what her son proposed?

   "Well, I suppose I can let you keep your panties on but the gag and ties
stay.  Take it or leave it." Linda wished her son wasn't too big to spank
at that moment.  He certainly deserved a spanking.

   "And when would this spanking take place if I agreed to it?"

   "Right now as far as I'm concerned; swift and sure punishment is the
best, don't you think?  I have the equipment in my room.  I'll be right
back." Linda was stunned as she watched Ben walk out the door.  He had the
equipment.  Was he planning this all along?  The unfortunate woman's first
temptation was to run into the bathroom and lock the door.  Her next
temptation was to just beg for mercy but what good would that do?  He
seemed determined to carry out this spanking or rat her out to his father.
Ben walked in with a shopping bag in his hand.

   "I like to play spanking games with a couple of girls I know." He pulled
out a ball gag and displayed it.  "Don't worry.  I sanitized it already."

   Linda gulped and said, "Your father won't hear of any of this afterward,
right?"

   "He certainly won't hear it from me.  Of course, I don't know about that
kid you fucked the other day.  He's probably bragging about it to all his
friends." Linda paled when she heard that.  Well, the police hadn't showed
up yet to arrest and take her to jail.  Maybe a bottle of sleeping pills
followed by a bottle of booze would solve everything.  "Do you prefer the
belt, the paddle, or just my hand?"

   "Just your hand," his mother replied.  It was really going to happen and
she just wanted it to be over.  Linda opened her mouth and allowed the ball
into her mouth.  It was secured by Velcro straps.  Fur-lined Velcro straps
secured her wrists and ankles.  Tears of humiliation were already being
shed.  Ben maneuvered his mother's body over his lap.  He heard her soft
moan of apprehension as she felt her son's erection poking her in the
stomach and then a muffled shriek of protest as he hauled her nightdress
over her hips and started caressing her panty-covered hips.  He's enjoying
this thought Linda.

   "Don't worry, Mom.  You're going to get your spanking." And lot else too
the young man thought.  Ben continued to caress his mother's bottom and
allowed his fingers roam about the crotch band of her panties.  A squeal of
protest was followed by a screech of pain as Ben struck the first blow to
Linda's bottom.  Blow followed blow after that and Linda thought Ben was
trying to kill her.  The pain was excruciating.  The spanking finally
stopped and Linda was so relieved she didn't even protest the finger
rubbing at her vulva.

   "My hand is sore, Mom.  Is your bottom sore?" Linda could only grunt. 
"Yes, I think you've learned your lesson, Mom.  Now it's time to show your
gratitude." Ben shifted his mother's body onto the bed and stood up.  Linda
blinked through her tears and couldn't believe what she saw.  Ben was
taking off his t-shirt and unbuckling his belt.

   "Mmph!" she protested through the gag.

   "I'm getting ready for bed.  What does it look to you?"

   "Mmph!  Mmph!" Linda protested once again.

   "Yeah, I know, Mom.  But if Dad won't take care of you, then I will. 
You won't have to give it away like a common slut." Ben's words hurt Linda
worse than the blows to her bottom.  Ben was naked now.  His prick was
waving in front of her face.  Now, he was getting on the bed with her.

   "Mmph!" Ben was tugging off her panties.  Linda tried to struggle but
she was still tied up.

   "I know it's incest, Mom.  I just can't see how it's any more wrong than
what you were doing at school." His prick was probing at her exposed vulva.
Despite her distress, Linda felt herself lubricating in anticipation of
being fucked.  The poor woman now knew there was a God and he was punishing
her for being unfaithful to her husband.  She grunted once more as she felt
her son's cock penetrate her.  She had her cum almost immediately and
realized Ben had conquered her.  Ben took his time before finishing inside
his mother and pulling out.

   "Listen to me, Mom," said Ben.  "You're my slut from now on.  Do you
understand?  Nod your head if you understand." Linda nodded her head. 
"Now, I'm going to take off your gag.  If you scream or make any type of
protest, I'm going to replace the gag and start spanking you again.  Since
my hand is sore, I'll have to use the paddle.  I'll use it all night if I
have to.  Do you understand?" Linda nodded and Ben took off the gag.

   "Ben, release me this instant--"

   "Shush!  Do you want the gag back on?"

   "I-I'll behave," Linda promised.  The attractive mother decided it
wouldn't do any good to try to reason with her son.  He wasn't likely to
listen anyway.  Ben released her wrists and ankles and then kissed her
deeply.  Linda surprised herself by kissing him back and responding with
her tongue.  I'm as crazy as my son she said to herself.  She started to
tug her panties back up and pull her nightgown back down but Ben stopped
her.

   "Never mind that.  I want to see you naked anyway."

   "Please don't make me do that, Ben."

   "Do it now." Linda shrugged her shoulders and got up.  It was a small
matter of removing her gown and panties.

   "You have a hot-looking body, Mom.  I can't understand why Dad is
ignoring you."

   "Uh, thanks.  I can't understand why your father is ignoring me either."

   "C'mere." Linda got back into bed with her son and Ben began to explore
his mother's body.  It felt so good to Linda.  Why did it have to be her
own son?  The attractive mother felt her son's cock becoming erect again
and brushing up against her thigh.  Ben wanted to fuck her again.  Linda's
mind was in turmoil.  I shouldn't give in.  I should resist.  Even as that
thought flitted through her mind, Linda grasped her son's prick and guided
it into her cunt.  After another round of reckless lovemaking, the
attractive mother fell into a restless sleep in her son's arms.



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   Chapter 2

   "Wake up, Mom.  You'll be late for school." Linda opened her eyes to her
daughter Ellen looking back at her.  She gasped in horror and looked toward
Ben but his side of the bed was empty.

   "What's the matter, Mom?"

   "Oh...  I guess I had a bad dream.  Is Ben up?"

   "Yeah, he's up." Linda showered and put on her robe.  The events of the
previous evening kept running through her mind and each time the distressed
woman kept telling herself that it couldn't happen again.  At the breakfast
table the attractive woman poured a cup of coffee and did her best to avoid
eye contact with Ben.

   "Good morning, Mom," he said when Ellen left the table to brush her
teeth.

   "Good morning," Linda replied barely above a whisper.  "Please don't,
Ben.  Your sister will walk in and see us," she warned but her son was
kissing her now and caressing her tits.  Despite her words, Linda returned
his kiss and thrilled at his touch.  She could feel her nipples distend. 
Ben had barely returned to his seat when Ellen returned with her school
books in hand.

   "See you later, Mom."

   "Do you need a ride to school?"

   "No thanks.  I'm riding with Sandy today." She watched her daughter walk
out the door.

   "I...  I have to finish getting ready," Linda said, got up and left the
kitchen.  Ben watched his mom walk down the hall.  He still was amazed that
he'd been swatting those magnificent hips just hours before and claiming
her for his very own at the same time.  The young man couldn't seem to
generate any guilty feeling toward his father.  He heard the bedroom door
close and decided to follow her.

   Linda had just taken off her robe and was selecting her clothes when she
heard a sound behind her and turned around.  Ben was standing in the
doorway and watching her.  "Get out, Ben!  I'm not dressed." She picked up
her robe and glared at her son.

   "Relax, Mom," Ben replied.  "You don't have to be modest around me
anymore." He walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

   "I'm not used to you watching me, Ben."

   "You'd better get used to it." He pulled her towards the bed and pushed
her onto it.

   "You're hurting me.  I'm still sore from last night.  We'll be late for
school." She watched in amazement as her son unzipped his slacks and pulled
out his prick.  "It'll be better tonight...  after Ellen goes to sleep."

   "I can't wait," the teenager replied.  He pulled down his mother's
panties and spread her unresisting legs before he sank his prick inside her
and began to fuck.  Afterwards, the young man watched as his mother rushed
around to get ready for school.  She no longer felt self-conscious about
being watched.  She just didn't want to be late for her first class.  Linda
finished her makeup and then stood before Ben as if on inspection.  Ben
gave her a once-over and kissed her.

   "You're smearing my makeup." She smiled for the first time since Ben
entered her bedroom the night before.  "You'd better get going." On the
drive to school Linda wondered about the possible consequences her own and
her son's actions.  She could only foresee disaster looming ahead if it
wasn't stopped immediately but she felt helpless and out of control.

   Alex had plans for Mrs.  Dexter.  She was the most exciting fuck he ever
had.  He had to admit that most of the excitement was from the fact that
Mrs.  Dexter was a teacher and that he fucked in her own classroom.  That
made her a prestige fuck among his peers.  Alex would have bragged about it
already, but he knew no one would believe him without proof.  All he had to
do was arrange another fuck or two with the bitch and he would make sure he
had eyewitness verification.  The teenager felt pretty confident with the
teacher.  She was about the easiest fuck he ever had.  He had been standing
outside her classroom when she walked up.  "Good morning, Mrs.  Dexter."

   "Good morning, Alex."

   "May I speak to you?"

   "Sure, go ahead."

   "In private?"

   "Come in, then." Linda was pretty suspicious of what Alex wanted
already. Given what was going on with Ben, she just wasn't in the mood to
play more games.  The teenager followed his teacher into the classroom and
closed the door behind him.  "Now what can I do for you?"

   "How about another fuck?  A blowjob would be nice.  I'd love to cum in
your mouth." He slipped his hands around Linda's waist and onto her sore
hips.  Suddenly, the side of Alex's face exploded in pain.  Tears started
from his eyes in natural reaction.  The teenager never expected and never
saw the slap coming.  "What the fuck!" He felt his teacher's hand grab at
his crotch and begin to put pressure on his balls.

   "I can't decide whether to crush your balls or just clip them off with
my nail scissors.  Which do you prefer?"

   "Please don't hurt me," the frightened student pleaded.  "I...  I won't
touch you again."

   "You'd better be telling the truth about that, mister.  I'll do it
anyway if I hear about any rumors concerning the two of us.  Do you
understand?"

   "Yes ma'am." Alex sighed with relief as the pressure abated on his
testicles.

   "Then I'll see you at fourth period.  Now get out of here." Alex fled
the classroom as fast as his legs could carry him.  He misread the
situation and it was time for retreat.

   Linda hadn't felt so good in weeks.  She wished it was as easy working
with her other problems.  First, she'd slap her husband into shape and then
do the same thing to her son.  The pretty woman sighed in resignation. 
That was pretty much wishful thinking.

   Getting ready for bed that evening, Linda found herself taking extra
care.  She showered and then applied lipstick and cologne.  She realized
she did this for her husband's sake when they expected a night of
lovemaking.  It had been a long time since she did something similar. 
Linda didn't bother putting on nightgown.  She knew it would only get in
the way.

   Linda pulled the covers over herself and turned out the light.  It
wasn't long before her door opened and then closed softly.  Linda saw the
darkened figure of her son walk to her side of the bed and kneel down.  He
pulled the covers down and shifted Linda's legs, exposing her cunt.  The
young man gently kissed his mother's vulva and stuck out his tongue. 
"Yes!" the woman cried when she first felt her son's tongue on her sex. 
Being eaten out is one of favorite things but that isn't exactly what she
wanted at the moment.  She wanted him inside her.  He took the hint when
his mother started yanking on his hair and trying to pull him over her.  He
climbed up between her legs and began to fuck her.

   "Your father will be back tomorrow." Ben and his mother were cuddling
together after their last fuck session.

   "I know."

   "We won't be able to do this any more."

   "At least until he goes out of town again."

   "Ben, I'm trying to save my marriage with your father.  Sleeping with my
son isn't a good way for me to have a decent relationship with my husband."

   "I don't know.  I kind of like the way things are now."

   "I know you like it, but it's still wrong, very wrong."

   "Well, I'll still be around if you need me." Ben had no intentions of
stopping his illicit relationship with his mother but he didn't want to
argue about it.

   "I know that, darling.  Let's get some sleep."

   It had been a week since her husband Charles had returned from his last
business trip.  They still had been unable to have a decent conversation
about their relationship.  It was never the right time.  He was too busy or
too tired.  Besides that, it was all Linda's imagination if she thought
something was wrong and could she please keep off his back about it.  This
attitude left Linda feeling frustrated.  It also left her horny.  Her
recent experiences with Ben and Alex had whetted her sexual appetite. 
Linda had done her best to seduce Charles; all to no avail.

   Ben was horny too.  He was anxious to fuck his mother again, but it
seemed out of the question.  His father or sister always seemed to be
around when he was near his mother.  Ben currently wasn't dating anyone and
didn't feel like starting up a relationship with a new girl; not when he
had his sexy mother available.

   Ben was pondering this problem when his sister Ellen walked past him. 
She'd just returned from sunning herself on the patio and was wearing an
extremely revealing bikini.  The young man stared after her and got an
erection.  He realized Ellen had a younger version of their mother's body.
Damn!  His little sister was growing up.  She'd have all the boys chasing
her once she was allowed to date.  Their parents didn't want her to start
until she turned 16.  Ben had been ignoring his sister.  Maybe it was time
to start paying some attention to Ellen.  Ben had seduced his mother. 
Maybe it was possible to seduce his sister.

   "Ben, could you give me a ride home after school?  Sandy has a dental
appointment right after school and her mom can't drive me home."

   "Sure," Ben replied.  "I'll wait for you."

   "Okay," said Ellen with a surprised look.  Usually she had to beg him to
do her a favor.  That was a nice switch.  "See you later."

   "Stop it, Ben!" As soon as Ellen left, the teenager began to caress his
mother's thighs.

   "I want you, Mom.  Do you want me?" Linda blushed and didn't reply.  She
certainly did want him and he knew it.  Why did he insist on teasing her?
The horny woman became even hornier as the week progressed.  She kept being
distracted by the memory of her fuck sessions with Ben.  Linda even caught
herself staring at Alex during fourth period with a kind of longing.

   "Hi, Ben."

   "Hi, Miss Taylor." Ben was waiting for Ellen in the parking lot after
school.  Yvonne Taylor was a teacher at Ben's school.  She had done her
student teaching under Linda and they became good friends.  Ben had met
Yvonne several times and they were on a first name basis outside of school.
The one thing Ben hated about his mother teaching in the same district was
the fact that she knew everything Ben did almost as soon as he did it.  He
suspected Yvonne as one of his mom's snitches.

   "It's after hours, Ben."

   "What's been happening, Yvonne?"

   "Nothing much; house cleaning and painting.  It keeps me pretty busy."

   "If there's anything I can do..."

   "As a matter of fact, I could use some help this weekend."

   Ben regretted his offer before it was even out of his mouth.  For
someone who came across as shy, she could be sneaky.  Yvonne was a single
mother and Linda felt sorry for her.  She was always volunteering Ben to
help Yvonne anyway.  He agreed to drop by her house on Saturday morning.

   Ellen showed up and they started off for home.  Ben started despairing
on how he was going into his sister's pants.  He had nothing to blackmail
her with like he did with his mother.  Certainly, just being nice to her
wouldn't do it.

   When they got home, Ben took off his jeans and shirt and laid down on
his bed to muse on the problem.  A few minutes later there was a knock at
his door.  Ben was still in his boxers so he just said, "Yeah." Ellen
walked in.  She had on shorts and a sexy halter top.  Ben got an instant
erection.

   "I want to download some of your music to my iPod.  Is that all right
with you?  You should cover yourself up." Ben looked down and noticed his
prick peeking out of the fly of his shorts.

   "You're welcome to download any of my music," Ben replied.  "You're also
welcome to leave my room if you don't like what you see." The teenager was
glad his sister had noticed his prick.  He was hoping she'd get to know it
intimately in the near future.  Ellen just shrugged her shoulders.  She was
just trying to tease her brother but it seemed he wanted to tease back. 
She decided to ignore his exposing himself.

   "You're a pervert," she said finally.  "Is that what I think it is?" She
was pointing at something on the shelf.

   "What now?  Yes, I think it's what you think it is." It was a freshly
rolled joint.

   "Mom and Dad will freak out if they find out you've been smoking
marijuana."

   "They won't find out if you don't tell them." He got off the bed and
picked up the joint.  He pretended not to notice that his prick was
sticking all the way out of his fly now.  "Would you like to try it?"

   "I...  I'm not sure if I should."

   "Of course, you shouldn't," said Ben.  "It's bad for you." He lit the
joint and took a deep hit.  After he exhaled, the teenager held it out to
his sister.  As he had hoped, Ellen was overcome with curiosity and took
the joint out of his hand.  That was a piece of luck.  "Inhale and hold it
in as long as possible before you exhale." Ellen followed Ben's instruction
but coughed it out after a few seconds.  "That's okay.  Try again." The
next time she did better.

   "When will I feel anything?"

   "In a little while.  Sit down and relax."

   "Won't Mom smell the smoke when she gets home?" She sat down on the edge
of the bed.

   "She hasn't yet.  I just keep the window open." Ben sat down next to
Ellen and took another hit.  "How are you feeling?"

   "I'm feeling a little light headed.  Is that all it does?" Ben noticed
Ellen's pupils were dilated.  Yeah, she was a little high now.  It was good
quality shit.

   "It makes you a little less inhibited," Ben replied.  He reached behind
Ellen's neck and untied the string holding up her halter top but Ellen
caught it on its way down.  "What would you have done if I'd done that a
few minutes ago?"

   "I would have slapped your face." Ellen didn't feel like slapping her
brother.  She took another hit.  The pretty coed didn't cough at all that
time.

   "In a few more minutes, you won't care if that top is down to your
waist."

   The young woman giggled and said, "You wish."

   "I think we've had enough." He snuffed out the half-smoked joint and
placed it in a plastic bag.  "Won't you show me?" Ellen wasn't so high that
she couldn't understand what Ben wanted.  She blushed but allowed the cloth
to fall away and expose a pair of small, perfectly formed breasts.  The
next thing the pretty coed knew, her brother was kissing her and fondling
her tits.  Her drug-addled brain caused her internal alarm bells to fall
silent even when she realized her hand was grasping Ben's prick.  She
wondered what was going to happen next.  Nothing, apparently.

   "What's wrong?" said Ellen.

   "I heard a car alarm being set just outside.  I think Mom's home."

   "She's gonna shit when she finds us like this." Ellen giggled thinking
about it.

   "I don't think that would be a good idea." He pulled her halter back
over her tits and refastened the strings.  "You can stay here or go back to
your room.  Just keep out of sight until you're feeling okay.  I'll go talk
to Mom, okay?" He pulled on his own shirt and jeans.

   "Okay," Ellen replied but she wasn't sure what Ben meant by feeling
okay. She felt fine.

   Ben stationed himself by the living room sofa just in time to see his
mother walk through the door.  "Hi, Mom," he called.

   "Hello, dear.  How was your day?"

   "It was okay.  How about your day?"

   "My day was all right.  Is Ellen home?"

   "Yeah, she was downloading music in my room a while ago.  Do you need
her?" Linda didn't say anything and allowed Ben to take her in his arms and
kiss her.  Ben said, "How are things going with Dad?"

   "Not too well." Her outward appearance of calm and relaxation
disappeared.  She shrugged her shoulders and said, "I'll start dinner."

   "Not yet." Linda glanced toward the bedrooms.  "Ellen isn't likely to
come until you call her.  She's too busy with her music."

   "Your father may be home soon."

   "This is Friday.  Dad hasn't been home early on a Friday in months."

   "Ben, you promised you wouldn't--"

   "Shush!" Ben started kissing and caressing his mother and his mother
found herself responding in kind.  Gosh, thought Linda.  She noticed Ben's
arousal the moment she saw him and the attractive mother wondered if he had
been thinking about her before she arrived.  She could feel his stiff prick
against her belly and just knew he wanted to fuck her.  Linda wanted it
also but it was too dangerous with Ellen in the house.  A wicked thought
made her giggle.  "What's funny?" said Ben.

   "I was just wondering if...  you wanted to cum in my mouth." She felt
the young man's prick lurch in his jeans.  He liked the idea.

   "Are you serious, Mom?"

   "Sit down on the couch.  Listen out for your sister." Linda knelt down
between her son's legs and quickly unzipped his fly.  She took his prick
out and studied the tip for a moment and then began her task.  The
attractive mother began to suck Ben's cock and caress his balls.  She heard
his sharp intake of breath.  This was something she hadn't done for her
husband in a couple of years; not that Linda had ever refused her husband
any of his requests or demands.  He just...  but well, there wasn't any
sense thinking about it now.  She had someone else to please right now--her
own son.

   You're a desperate woman, Linda Dexter she told herself.  Here you are
on your knees giving your own son a blowjob.  How did you get yourself in
this fix, you slut?  Until yesterday Linda never had an incestuous thought
cross her mind.  She was sure none of this would have been happening if her
husband had been paying proper attention to her needs.  Linda felt Ben's
prick swell and spurt a load of cum in her mouth.

   "Ahhh!  Swallow it all, bitch!  Ahhh!  You're a first class cocksucker."
Linda's ears burned when she heard her son's words.  She knew she'd lost
her son's respect and become his sexual servant.  And yet, another part of
Linda was pleased that she had pleased Ben.  The attractive mother stood up
and examined her face in a small wall mirror.  She wiped away a trace of
cum from the corner of her mouth and then walked to the kitchen to prepare
dinner.

   Ben couldn't have been more pleased with his mother giving him a
blowjob, especially since it was her own idea.  The young man knew she was
his for keeps as long as his dad didn't show any interest in Linda.  I can
do no wrong the arrogant teenager told himself.  It didn't even bother him
when his sister showed up at the dinner table dressed much more modestly.
She refused to look him in the eye.  "I can't believe I let you do what you
did," Ellen told her brother during a private moment."

   "Well, I warned you that shit could make you less inhibited.  Now you
believe me, right?  You'll know what to expect next time."

   "There won't be a next time, you pervert." She walked away.  Ben just
smiled.  He couldn't detect any anger in his sister's tone of voice.  Maybe
she'd be back...  and she'd know what to expect.

   Later that night, Ben was awakened by someone shaking his shoulder. 
"Ben, wake up."

   "Huh?"

   "Shhh!  It's Mom."

   "What's up?" Linda pulled down her son's covers and started stroking his
cock.

   "This, I hope." As soon as his cock stiffened, Linda straddled Ben's
body and allowed his cock to enter her cunt.  She started moving and
continued until she'd brought herself to a couple of lovely cums.  After
Ben finally came, she lifted herself off and gave her son a tender kiss. 
"I'm sorry disturbing your sleep like this.  I needed it bad.  Good night,
baby."



   ------

   Chapter 3

   "Thanks for coming, Ben.  Have you had breakfast?"

   "Yeah." It was bright and early on Saturday morning.  Ben was at Yvonne
Taylor's home.  He was anxious to get this chore done so he could return
home and look for opportunities to seduce Ellen.  Yvonne was an early riser
anyway since she had a one-year-old daughter to contend with.

   "Would you like some coffee before we get started?  Tammy is in the
playpen and she's pretty good about amusing herself.  We shouldn't be
interrupted too much." Ben accepted the coffee and then got to work.  It
wasn't hard work and he was half done after about an hour.

   As Ben was moving a large box, a smaller box fell to the floor.  A bunch
of photographs tumbled out.  Most of the photos were of Yvonne and the
baby, but Ben noticed one in particular where there was another familiar
face.  He heard a gasp behind him and turned around.  Yvonne was looking at
him and looking frightened.  "You and my dad?" said Ben.

   It wasn't too hard to get the story out of Yvonne after she stopped
crying.  While undergoing her student teacher training with Ben's mother,
they became friends and she was introduced to Charles, his father, in the
course of the relationship.  Charles was handsome and charming to the shy
and lonely Yvonne.  She thought she was in love and began an affair with
Charles.  Charles promised to leave Linda and marry Yvonne after Yvonne
became pregnant.  The relationship deteriorated soon after the baby was
born and Charles stopped seeing Yvonne.

   "You mean Tammy is my sister?"

   "She's your half sister," Yvonne replied.

   "And you're not seeing my dad any more?" Yvonne shook her head.

   "I haven't seen or heard from him in several months.  He's probably
charming some other gullible young lady.  I feel sorrier for your mother
than for myself.  I know she still loves him.  I've turned down so many
invitations from your mother so I wouldn't take a chance meeting your
father.  Ben, your mother must never know I betrayed her friendship. 
Promise me you'll never tell.  I beg you."

   "I think we need to talk before I decide what to do." Yvonne nodded her
head.

   "Let me change the baby's diaper and put her down for a nap.  Then we
can talk." As Yvonne placed the baby in her crib, Ben came up behind the
older woman and clasped her boobs.  She didn't act surprised and she didn't
struggle or protest.  It seemed to be a hand dealt to her by fate.  She'd
play the hand she was dealt.  "It'll be more comfortable talking in my
bedroom." Yvonne led the teenager into her bedroom and immediately began to
strip.  Ben followed her lead.  "I think you're nice, Ben," said Yvonne. 
"You can use me as much as you want after today, if you'd like."

   "I intend to do exactly that," Ben replied.  Damn!  This woman was
offering herself as his sex slave.

   "My only conditions besides you not telling your mother about your
father and me are that you treat me with respect in front of Tammy and that
you not hurt her in any way.  In return, I'll be faithful to you and this
place will be your home away from home."

   "Agreed," said Ben.  "I might want to spank you once in a while.  Is
there anything else?"

   Yvonne look startled for a moment and then smiled.  She took the
teenager in her arms and said, "Kiss me and tell me you love me every once
in a while," said the attractive woman, "even if you don't mean it." Ben
kissed Yvonne and told her what she wanted to hear.  She seemed content and
led the young man to her bed.  They fucked until Tammy woke up from her
nap. Yvonne fixed a snack for them both and then they went back to fucking
while the baby occupied herself in the playpen.

   No one was home when Ben returned.  He wasn't curious about where they
were or what they were doing.  He was exhausted.  Yvonne had worn him out.
The bitch was insatiable.  She probably wore out Ben's dad.  Ben smiled at
the memory of that morning and early afternoon.  He showered and lay down
for a well deserved nap.  Ellen woke him up around dinner time they
reheated some leftovers.  Their parents had already left to go to a company
party.

   "Uh, do you have any more marijuana?" said Ellen.

   "I might have more," said Ben.

   "Can I have some?"

   Ben laughed.  "I don't normally give away my weed.  It's not cheap. 
What do you want it for?"

   "I, uh, told Sandy about us smoking some grass and she wants to try some
too."

   "Did you tell her everything?"

   Ellen blushed and said, "Of course not." That wasn't true.  After all,
Ellen and Sandy had been bosom buddies since preschool and they told each
other everything.  Sandy asked the usual questions about how it came about
and what is was like to get high.  But when Ellen confessed that she and
Ben had started making out, Sandy squealed in delight.

   "That's incest!"

   "It is not," Ellen protested.  "We didn't go beyond kissing...  and keep
your voice down."

   "It happens in the best of families.

   "It doesn't happen in any families I know about."

   "Are you going to let him?"

   "Let him what?"

   "Are you going to let Ben make love to you...  fuck you?"

   "Of course not!  That really would be incest."

   "I'd let my brother fuck me...  if I had a brother," said Sandy.

   "You would?"

   "I would," her friend affirmed.  "It would be so romantic."

   "Do you really think so?  I'll have to think about it."

   "I want you to tell me every detail."

   "I didn't say I was going to do it with my brother.  I just said I was
going to think about it."

   "You won't have any choice when Ben tears your clothes off and has his
will with you."

   "Oh, brother!"

   "Exactly," said Sandy.

   "Huh!  What did you say?"

   "I said bring Sandy over here and I might be able to accommodate her."

   "You just want to get Sandy high so you can get into her pants." Like
you almost did with me she wanted to add.

   "If Sandy wants some grass, she either has to come up with some cash or
come across with some gash.  Cash or gash: That's my motto."

   "That's a disgusting motto."

   "I know but if Sandy doesn't like it, she can get her own supplier."
Ellen wondered if her brother was sending her a coded message.  Don't
expect any special consideration from me just because I'm your brother. 
The young coed knew Sandy was always broke because of her clothes buying
habits and Ellen wasn't any better.

   "I might want to try it again," said Ellen.

   Ben didn't look up from his plate.  He didn't want his sister to see the
look of amazement he was sure was plastered all over his face.  Did Ellen
realize what she was asking for?  She must realize it after what happened
the last time.  The young man hadn't made any secret of his lust for his
little sister and even fantasized about what would happen if she wanted to
smoke grass with him again but didn't expect anything so soon.  He cleared
his throat and said, "When?"

   "Tonight would be good.  Mom and Dad are out and they won't be back
until late." Ben finally looked up and saw Ellen staring down at her own
plate.  Damn!  This was amazing.  Was it the desire to experiment with
grass or did she want to experiment with something else?  The teenager was
more than willing to provide her with anything she wanted.  He could feel
his prick getting stiff.  It was fortunate that he'd rested after his
session with Yvonne.

   "That...  that sounds fine.  I'll be in my room." Ben didn't have any
more appetite.  He was too excited but tried not to show it.  The teenager
went to his secret stash and extracted another joint.  He shouldn't need
any more than that.  In his room, Ben picked up the place a bit, put on
some music and tried to relax.

   Ben almost made a grab for his sister the moment she walked through his
door.  Ellen had changed her clothes and now wore a pair of baby doll
pajamas that showed off her legs very nicely.  The young man controlled his
urges.  He was sure Ellen would panic if he moved too quickly; better to
relax her with his potent weed.  "You look very nice in that," he said.  It
sounded lame but it was the only thing he could think to say.

   "I've worn it around the house a hundred times," Ellen replied.  She
looked around nervously as if this was the first time in his room.  Was she
having second thoughts?

   "Sit down and relax." Ellen nodded and climbed up on her brother's bed.
She looked at him expectantly.  The young man produced the joint and a
lighter.  He lit up and inhaled deeply.  Ben could feel his own nervousness
begin to fade and was glad of that.  He finally exhaled and handed the
joint to his sister.  Ellen accepted it and followed her brother's example.

   Ben was feeling the buzz a while later and knew Ellen was feeling it
too. He snuffed the rest of the joint and took off his jeans.  His sister
didn't seem to mind and scooted over to make room for him on the bed. 
Ellen was blissful.  She was high...  and she was being kissed.  The pretty
coed responded immediately even though she knew it was her own brother
kissing her.  She was glad he was taking it slower than the day before. 
The marijuana high helped take away the nervousness she felt.

   She wondered how far her brother would have gone the first time if they
hadn't been interrupted; perhaps all the way.  The pretty coed was glad he
didn't because Ellen was now making the conscious decision to let Ben
seduce her and didn't need any real persuasion from Sandy.  What a tale she
had to tell her friend.  Ellen vaguely wondered what all the fuss about
incest was about.  She had been told it was wrong and just assumed it to be
the truth.  But she was with her beloved brother and it felt so good right
now.  Ben's hands were on her boobs now causing her nipples to distend. 
The young girl allowed herself to revel in the pleasure of it all.

   Ellen felt her brother's hardness against her belly and instinctively
thrust against it.  She assisted Ben in removing her panties and began to
feel her lubrication start to flow.  The young virgin watched her brother
move between her legs and felt the head of his prick nudge its way between
the labia.  Ellen didn't feel any pain.  There was pressure and then a
delicious feeling as Ben thrust in and out.  All too soon the former virgin
heard her brother grunt and knew he was cumming inside her.  She thrust
frantically against her brother's prick and felt her own delicious cum.  It
wasn't as intense as her masturbation sessions but it was better because
her beloved brother made her cum.

   Ben cleaned himself with a washcloth and then did the same thing for
Ellen.  Finally he placed a towel beneath her so she could leak on that. 
The young man climbed back in bed to kiss and cuddle with Ellen.  About an
hour later the phone rang.  Ben almost didn't answer it but the caller i.d.
flashed 'Mom.' "Hello?"

   "Ben?"

   "What's up, Mom?" Ben already knew she was upset just from her tone of
voice.

   "Your father and I argued in the car.  I asked him to stop the car and I
got out.  He drove off and well, I need a ride home."

   "Where are you?" After sending Ellen out of his room, Ben dressed and
jumped in his car.  It took about 20 minutes to get to where he was going.
His mother was sitting at a table at an all-night diner.  She got up when
she saw his car pull in.  His mother was dressed so elegantly, almost like
a queen, beautiful and dignified.  Ben got out of the car and opened the
car door for her.  He felt a bit embarrassed dressed in only jeans and
t-shirt.

   They drove back in silence.  Ben thought about the last time his mother
was in the car with him.  Right at the moment, there were no lustful
thoughts.  Ben only felt a bit sorry for her.  When they got home, the
teenager opened the car door for Linda and escorted her to the door.  It
was if they were returning from a date.

   "Thank you, kind sir." They were inside now.  Linda started for her
bedroom and then turned around.  "Ellen called while I was waiting for you.
She's going to sleep overnight with Sandy and I don't expect your father
tonight at all." It was an invitation to spend the night with her and Ben
wasn't even going to pretend to resist temptation.

   "Lead the way," Ben said and followed his mother to her bedroom.

   "Get my hook and zipper, won't you?" As soon as Linda's dress hit the
floor, Ben's cock came back to attention.  His mother was wearing a garter
belt and stockings with a matching bra and panty set.  She was still
wearing her high heels and the overall effect was very erotic.  "I wanted
to seduce your father but you seem to be the only one around who might
appreciate it."

   "I do appreciate it." Ben knelt down and began to caress his mother's
thighs, especially above the tops of the stockings.

   "Let's get on the bed, darling," said Linda, "then we can make love all
night.  At this point, I don't even care if your father walks in on us."
Ben didn't like the idea of his father walking in on them, but he tugged
down his mother's panties, bent her over the bed and began to fuck her from
behind.

   ------

   "Did you bring the grass?" said Sandy.

   "No, I didn't," Ellen replied.  "Ben said you have to give him cash or
come across with some gash."

   "He said that?" Ellen nodded her head.  "Well, it looks like I'm going
to have to come across with some gash." Ellen frowned.  She wasn't so sure
she liked her friend's reply.  The young coed had thought Sandy would have
been put off by Ben's demand.  And after all, since the two had made love,
Ben was by rights, Ellen's boyfriend...  or lover even though he was also
her brother.

   "We did it," Ellen announced in a conspiratorial whisper.  There was
only one possible 'it' in Sandy's book.

   "He fucked you?  You committed incest with your brother?" Ellen nodded
her head once again.  Sandy squealed in delight.

   "Keep it down," Ellen warned.  "Someone may hear."

   "Your brother made you his bitch."

   "He did not." Ellen didn't like Sandy calling her a bitch.

   "Of course he did.  Bitch!  Whore!  Slut!"

   "I'm leaving if you keep calling me bad names." Ellen began to regret
ever confiding in Sandy.  Maybe she wasn't such a good friend after all.

   "Don't get offended," said Sandy.  "I only meant that in a good way. 
I'd be proud to be a guy's slut, especially if the guy was as cool as your
brother."

   "Oh," said Ellen.  She thought she understood now and felt a little
better about being called Ben's slut.

   "What if you're pregnant?"

   "Pregnant?" Ellen began to get nervous now.  "I don't think I'm
pregnant. I mean, we only did it once so far."

   "Did you guys use protection?"

   "I, uh, don't think so."

   "Then once is enough.  Weren't you paying attention in sex education?"

   "I guess not," Ellen replied.  "Maybe I'd better think about getting
some birth control."

   "I'm sure if Ben wanted you on birth control, he would have said
something.  Maybe he wants you to have his baby."

   "Do you think so?"

   "Absolutely!  If I was Ben, I'd want you to have my baby."

   "Maybe I should ask him first."

   "Well, if you're not sure of your love for him..."

   "I'm sure of my love for Ben and I'll prove it by having his baby."

   "Good for you, Ellen.  It'll be a nice surprise for him."

   ------

   "Good morning, Mom.  Good morning, Ben."

   "Good morning, darling.  Did you enjoy your sleepover with Sandy?"

   "Yeah, I did.  I take it Daddy didn't come home last night."

   "Uh, no, he didn't." Ellen shrugged her shoulders.  She was getting used
to her parents fighting.

   "Are we still going to go shopping at the mall?"

   "I don't see why not," said Linda.  "What are your plans, Ben?"

   "I'm going over to a friend's house today," said Ben.  The friend's
house happened to be Yvonne Taylor's and he was going over there to fuck
her brains out.  Ben Dexter had gotten laid more times lately than he ever
did in the entire time since he first lost his cherry.  Yet, it just made
him want more of the same.  Linda excused herself to go take a shower and
Ellen took the opportunity to slide into her brother's lap and start
kissing him.

   "I have to ask you something, Ben."

   "What is it?"

   "Do you consider me...  your bitch now?"

   "Hmmm yeah, I guess you are my bitch...  my beautiful bitch." Ellen
smiled and kissed her brother again.

   "Am I your whore and slut, too?"

   "I wouldn't go that far?  Uh, why are you asking?"

   "I just heard that when a girl lets a guy do anything he wants with her
that makes her his bitch." Ben had a good idea who was telling her these
things.

   "What else did Sandy tell you?"

   "She said...  I mean, Sandy didn't tell me anything.  I...  heard it at
school." Ellen couldn't help but blush.  Ben didn't believe that for a
moment.  He wondered if Sandy was a blabbermouth.  Ellen was certainly one
and it could cause trouble.  He wondered how to deal with it.

   Ben's mother and sister had taken off for the mall.  He was about to
leave for Yvonne's when the doorbell rang.  Sandy was at the door.  "Ellen
isn't here right now.  She's gone shopping at the mall."

   "I know that.  I came to see you."

   "Come on in." As soon as Sandy was through the door, Ben closed it. 
"Ellen tells me you're interested in buying some grass.  Is that right?"

   "That's right." The young coed put on her most winning smile.

   "How much money do you have to spend?"

   "I don't have any money."

   "I don't give credit.  Do you know about the other payment method?"
Sandy nodded her head.  Ben said, "Take off your clothes."

   "Take off my clothes?" Sandy thought Ben would be satisfied with a
little touchy-feely session.  But if she took all of her clothes she'd be
vulnerable to just about anything.

   "That's right.  Listen, I don't have the time to deal with babies. 
Either you do as I say or you get the hell out of here." Sandy didn't like
being called a baby.  She thought of herself as much more mature than Ellen
but Sandy was still the virgin.  With as much bravado as she could muster
the attractive coed stripped off although she did hesitate as her panties
slid down her shapely legs.  She smiled tentatively when she noticed Ben's
approving look.

   "You know where my bedroom is.  No, leave your clothes there.  You can
pick them up on the way out." Ben gave Sandy a little push and she scurried
down the hall before him.  He didn't like Sandy having potential blackmail
material on him.  It was time to neutralize the potential.  Inside his
bedroom he grabbed his digital camera and startled the young beauty with a
rather fetching photograph of her nudity.

   "Don't, Ben!"

   "I'm just taking out insurance.  I'll email this photo to a few select
individuals and pretty soon everyone at school will be able to appreciate
your beauty if you say anything about this." He put the camera down and
began to strip.

   "Are you going to...  ?

   "Yes, I thought you understood this."

   "I didn't think...  I'm not on birth control, Ben." Damn!  Ben thought.
He always forgot about the condoms.  He didn't have any on hand.

   "You can give me a blowjob," he decided.  "You can't get pregnant from a
blowjob." Sandy blushed and said nothing.  Cocksucking was discussed only
in whispers among girls her own age, usually accompanied by a lot of
giggling.  Sandy didn't know if anyone she knew had given a boy a blowjob
but she was about to give it a try.  Ben sat down on the edge of the bed
and directed the young girl to kneel in front of him.  Sandy wanted to
please Ben but she'd never given anyone a blowjob before.  Could she do it
right?  It was time to find out.  The coed held Ben's prick delicately
between her thumb and forefinger and kissed the tip.  She looked up to see
if he approved.

   "Use your tongue, Sandy.  C'mon and stick it in your mouth." Ben seemed
to think girls were natural cocksuckers and grew impatient as Sandy, in his
eyes, only teased him.  He wanted to cum in the bitch's mouth.  Ben grabbed
a fist full of Sandy's hair and shoved his cock in her mouth.  Sandy
panicked as the boy's cock caused her to gag but then he withdrew it so she
had a chance to breathe.  The girl's relief was only temporary because Ben
thrust his prick to back of her throat again.

   Sandy began to fear for her life.  She was going to suffocate on Ben's
cock.  She desperately wanted to pull away but Ben's grip was too strong.
Finally, Sandy was able to adjust to Ben's rhythm.  She still wasn't
enjoying it but at least she could breathe through her nose and suppress
the gag reflex.  Sandy just wanted it over with.  Sandy felt Ben's cock
swell in her mouth and sensed he was about to come.  She hoped she wouldn't
choke again.  The pretty coed had been told that guys liked to have girls
swallow their cum.  Ben spurted once in Sandy's mouth then pulled out and
spurted the rest on her face.  She heard a click and saw a flash.  Sandy
knew she had been photographed with cum on her face.

   "Go wash your face and rinse out your mouth," said Ben.  He lay down on
the bed and listened to the water run in the basin.  He vaguely wondered if
Sandy would dress and get out of there or come back.  Ben really didn't
care which she did but was mildly surprised when Sandy returned.

   "Why are you being so mean to me?" said Sandy.  "I just want to know."
The young girl had tears in her eyes.  Ben shrugged his shoulders.

   "That was for filling Ellen's head with a bunch of bullshit.  You know
how impressionable she is."

   "I'm sorry," Sandy replied.  She looked properly contrite.  "Telling her
to let you get her pregnant was just a joke."



   ------

   Chapter 4

   "Ow!  Ow!  Ow!  Stop it, you're hurting me!" Six rapid-fire blows from
Ben's hand were administered to Sandy's butt before he stopped.  Ben let go
of the young girl who immediately stood up and tried to soothe away the
pain by rubbing her hands on the affected area.  "Why did you do that?  I
hate you!"

   "Why did you tell Ellen to let me get her pregnant?"

   "I told you it was a joke," Sandy whined.

   "She didn't mention anything about pregnancy."

   "That's not my fault."

   "It's your fault for suggesting pregnancy to her in the first place."

   "You're the one who's sleeping with Ellen and not using a condom," the
girl complained.  "Maybe she wants you to get her pregnant." Ben didn't
think of that.  Damn!  Just the thought of him causing a baby to start
growing inside his little sister had his prick hard again.  You're one sick
puppy Ben told himself.  He had blackmailed his mother into fucking for him
and now he was screwing his sister.  How sick was that?

   "You'd better get dressed and get out of here."

   "I don't want to go."

   "What now?  Don't worry.  You'll get your weed."

   "I don't care about that.  I want you to make love to me just like you
did with Ellen."

   "I didn't make love to Ellen.  I fucked her.  Besides, you just said you
hated me.  Why would you want to be fucked by some guy you hated?"

   "I don't hate you and I don't care if you just fuck me."

   "I still don't have a condom."

   "I don't care about that anymore either." Ben suppressed his common
sense instincts for self preservation.  Sandy was just too hot looking to
pass up.  He motioned to the girl and she crawled into his arms.  Damn! 
He'd never make it to Yvonne's now.  After this, he'd be too worn out.

   "You're nothing to me but a bitch, slut and whore.  You have no claim on
me no matter what happens.  Do you understand?"

   "I'll be anything you want me to be, Ben, and I'm not making any claims
on you so don't worry." Seducing Ben wasn't going the way Sandy was hoping
it would.  She didn't expect Ellen's brother to fall in love with her... 
at least right away.  But it would have been nice if Ben would have been a
bit more romantic.  Well, the young coed was willing to take what she could
get.  Ben hadn't kissed Sandy or told her that he loved her but she was
willingly spreading her legs so that the boy could mate with her.

   Sandy wondered if she would get pregnant and what she would tell her
parents if that happened.  She didn't want Ben to get into trouble.  The
young girl decided to tell them she was raped in the park and was too
embarrassed to say anything at the time.  She felt scared and excited at
once as Ben mounted her and felt his prick begin to penetrate her.  There
were a few shoves and Sandy felt the sting of her hymen breaking.  I'm a
woman she told herself and felt proud.  She was sorry now that Ben had
wasted all his sperm spurting it down her throat.  It should all have been
going where nature intended it to go--in her cunt.

   Ben lasted for a long time because of his previous cum but he was
finally able to shoot a bit inside Sandy.  The young girl finally got her
kiss.  She dressed and left.  Ben was very tired but satisfied.  He had
just added another beauty to his harem.  Could he really call it a harem?
Ellen was sure to find out about Sandy sooner or later.  He hoped it was
later.  For some reason he thought his little sister wouldn't take it well.
Ben quickly dialed Yvonne and told her that something had come up and he
wouldn't be able to make it to her house.  He barely had time to clean up
his room when his mom and sister returned home.

   "Mom bought some new clothes for me.  Would you like to see?" She gave
her brother a quick hug.

   "Let's see them." Watching Ellen modeling new clothes was not one of
Ben's favorite pastimes but if it made her happy he was willing.

   "Has Sandy been by?"

   "Yeah.  She dropped by and asked if you were home but that's it."

   "Liar!  I can smell her on you.  You've been fucking Sandy, haven't
you?"

   Ellen's tone accusatory tone took Ben by surprise even though he was
afraid something like it would happen.  Damn!  She sounded jealous.  "So
what?  I didn't think you wanted to hear about me and Sandy in the sack. 
What's the big deal?"

   "The big deal is that you're sleeping with me." Yeah.  She was jealous.

   "Gosh, Ellen, we're not husband and wife.  We're brother and sister and
if you asked anyone which was worse; sleeping with my sister or sleeping
with her best friend, they'd say sleeping with you was completely wrong."
Ben was trying to soothe Ellen's feelings but it didn't seem to be working.

   "Is she better than me?"

   "There's not a chance she's better than you," Ben swore.  "She's not
even as good as you.  In fact, I wouldn't trade ten Sandys for one of you."
The compliment seemed to work and Ben's sister was calming down.  "I
wouldn't trade you for a thousand Sandys." Ellen hugged her brother again.

   "You don't have to overdo it.  I'm not angry with you anymore.  I just
wish that you were satisfied with just me."

   "I wish I could be, Ellen.  You see, guys aren't built to be true to
just one woman even if he's married to her."

   "Really?"

   "Definitely!  Uh...  did you know Dad's cheating on Mom?"

   "Really?  How do you know?  Who is she?  Does Mom know?"

   "I just know, okay?  I met this lady recently who was Dad's mistress for
a while.  You don't know her.  They aren't seeing each other anymore but
I'm sure Dad has another mistress somewhere.  I don't know if Mom knows so
we just have to keep it quiet or Mom's feelings will be hurt.  You know,
when I found out about Dad and this lady I thought Dad was completely wrong
about cheating on Mom but now I see it's the natural order of things.  I
mean, I love spaghetti but I wouldn't want to have it every day.  It would
get pretty boring.  I guess having the same woman every day is like having
spaghetti every day--boring."

   "That doesn't seem fair," said Ellen.  "I'd get sick of spaghetti if I
had it every day too.  But guys expect girls to be faithful but not the
other way around.  Why is that?"

   "Guys don't like their girls to cheat because she might get pregnant and
fool her guy into supporting someone else's baby.  Do you understand now?"

   Ellen nodded her head.  It still didn't seem fair but at least she
understood it better.  Guys were jerks and that included her brother and
her father.  Even so, it wasn't going to sour the pretty coed on guys.  She
loved them too much.  "You love cheeseburgers, right?"

   "You know I do."

   "I'm a cheeseburger," said Ellen with an impish grin.  "Tomorrow I might
be dessert."

   "I'm afraid I can't eat another bite right now, sorry."

   "I'll be back tonight," the pretty girl replied.  "Don't go spoiling
your appetite." Ellen did indeed return to her brother's room that night
and made love with Ben before falling asleep in his arms.

   Linda promised herself several times that she would stop this ridiculous
affair with Ben.  Not only was it immoral and illegal, it just wasn't
natural.  After all, Ben was her own son.  It was true that Linda didn't
have much choice in the beginning since she was being blackmailed but the
attractive mother surrendered much too easily without much of a fight at
all.  She decided to talk to Ben as soon as tomorrow about freeing her from
this bondage.  But tonight she was lonely.  Linda wanted a pair of strong
arms to hold her and Ben was available.  One more time couldn't make things
any worse.

   Linda had almost crawled into Ben's bed before she realized it was
already too crowded there.  She gasped when she realized it was Ellen who
occupied the bed with her brother.  The noise woke Ben up and after
recovering from the shock of being discovered, he quickly disentangled
himself from Ellen who was still slumbering.  He followed his mother out to
the living room.

   "It just happened, Mom.  I didn't blackmail her or anything like that."
He was attempting to get past that line of questioning.

   "Just happened?  You just happened to start sleeping with your sister?
Even if I believed your story about how it just happened, I can't possibly
see how you can justify this behavior."

   "I won't try to justify it, Mom, because it can't be justified."

   "Well, that's progress.  Listen here, mister.  If I catch you even
looking sideways at Ellen in the future, I will call the police and have
you arrested.  I'm seriously thinking about sending you away for Ellen's
protection.  While I'm at it, I've decided this ridiculous affair between
us is at an end.  It should have never begun in the first place and I will
no longer be intimidated by your blackmail threats.  I was vulnerable
because your father and I are going through some rough spots in our
marriage and you took advantage of it." Ben just shrugged his shoulders. 
He was never going to rat out his mother in the first place.

   "I love your father," Linda continued, "and I'll always carry the guilt
of betrayal for the rest of my life.  I'm cleaning up my act and devoting
myself to my husband."

   "Are you going to ask Dad to clean up his act?"

   "You have no right to talk about your father that way.  He's worked very
hard to put a roof over our heads and you repay him by crawling into my bed
at the first opportunity.  You're as guilty of betrayal as I am.  The only
your father may guilty of is overwork.  Now, I don't want cause a scene and
embarrass Ellen.  You have one minute to wake her up and send her back to
her own bed."

   "That all I need," said Ben.  He returned to his room and shook Ellen
awake.

   "What is it?" the girl asked.  "I want to sleep now."

   "We're busted," said Ben.  "We weren't careful and Mom is on the
warpath." Ellen was wide awake now.

   "What is she going to do?"

   "Nothing for now, but you've got to get out of here and let things calm
down for a while."

   "I love you, Ben.  I don't want this to stop.  We can run away
together."

   "Running away won't solve anything.  Let me try to think of something.
In the meantime, you have to scoot." Ben gave his sister a kiss on the
cheek and a shove out the door.

   Ben felt stung by his mother's criticism.  After all, she did have a
point.  What Ben had been doing was just plain wrong.  He took advantage of
his mom during a stressful time.  There was no justification for it.  The
young man didn't even know about his Dad and Yvonne until recently.  Ben
felt sorely tempted to tell his mom about the affair his dad had with
Yvonne, but he didn't think it would do anything to resolve the guilt
feelings Linda had over her incestuous relationship with Ben.  Also, he
didn't want his mother to end her friendship with Yvonne.  Most
importantly, Ben had promised Yvonne promised to keep his mouth shut about
the affair with his father.

   Maybe I should be satisfied with what I have left Ben thought.  There
was still Sandy and Yvonne.  He could still possibly sneak around with
Ellen.  Not long ago, that prospect would have more than satisfactory.  But
now, the thought of his mother's sexual servitude made him horny again. 
Ben decided he had to find a way to discredit his father anonymously.  That
might help his mother's guilt feelings about her own unfaithful acts.  He
wasn't sure if this would get him back into his mother's bed and it would
probably lead to their divorce.  With his mother's looks, she'd soon have
plenty of suitors hanging around.  Well, it was worth a try.  Ben admired
his father.  He knew now he could never be faithful to one woman either. 
But, damn it, the marriage was for all intents and purposes over.

   Linda wondered if there was any way to keep Ben and Ellen apart if they
wanted to be together.  She couldn't keep a 24 hour watch on her children.
And who was she more worried about, Ellen or herself?  Linda realized she
could have stopped Ben at any time but for her own weak character.  Was it
a psychological weakness or a moral weakness?  Probably both thought Linda.
Throw in loneliness and insecurity caused by her husband's neglect and it
was no wonder she found herself in this fix.  The attractive mother was
glad Ben hadn't called her bluff when she confronted him.  She might not
have been able to resist the boy.  No, not a boy; Ben was a man and he made
Linda, the woman, feel so good.  Linda whimpered aloud as she felt desire
sweep through her body.

   "Hello, stranger," said Yvonne.  Ben had his own key to Yvonne's house
and she greeted him as walked through the door.  They embraced and kissed.
"Can't you wait until we get into the bedroom?" It wasn't really a protest.
He was already pulling down her skirt zipper and cupping her tits.

   "Where's the baby?"

   "My mother is babysitting her for a couple of hours."

   "Then why wait?" He pushed the older woman to the floor, pulled down her
panties and pushed his prick into her sopping cunt.  Ben decided that he
was going to fuck Yvonne in her own classroom soon.  He wondered if it
would be different.  It was something he wanted to do since he caught his
mother fucking that kid in her classroom.  "Take it, Mom.  Take it, you
beautiful bitch." The thought made the young man as hot as ever and made
him cum sooner than he wanted.  He didn't care whether or not Yvonne had
her cum.

   "You were hot," Yvonne observed with a giggle.  "Do you realize you
called me Mom?"

   "It was a...  slip of the tongue," replied the young man.  He felt
totally embarrassed.  "Thanks a lot.  I really needed that."

   "I needed it too.  Until you, I haven't had any since well, your
father."

   "Speaking of my dad, I think him and my mom are probably going to
divorce."

   "I'm glad.  Your mother can make a fresh start."

   "I don't think so.  She's carrying a torch for my dad and laying a lot
of the blame for their problems on herself."

   "I'm sorry to hear that."

   "I want to ask you a favor."

   "What's that?"

   "Tell my mom about your relationship with my dad."

   "What?  No, I can't.  You know why.  I'm too ashamed.  And don't forget
your promise to keep quiet about it too."

   "I'm going to keep that promise, Yvonne.  That's why I asked you to tell
her.  Look, the guilt you're going through isn't going to go away until
you've gotten it off your chest.  Whether or not you lose my mother's
friendship is a risk you might have to take."

   "I just don't know, Ben.  Let me think about it." Tears started down the
pretty woman's cheeks.

   "While you're thinking about it, let me ask you if my dad is helping in
Tammy's support."

   "He gave me some money during my pregnancy and after Tammy was born but
nothing since."

   "Don't you think he should?  Don't you think you should take him to
court and force him to help in his daughter's support?"

   "Of course I think he should support Tammy but if I take him to court,
your mother will find out about me and him."

   "I think my dad knows that and is counting on that friendship with my
mom to keep you quiet.  The next bitch he knocks up might not have any such
qualms."

   Yvonne nodded her head.  "I'll need a couple of days to build up some
courage.  I do need the money.  After all, I'm now pregnant with your
child."

   Ben was waiting for his mom to come back from her date with Yvonne.  He
was watching TV while Ellen was in her room studying as it was a school
night.  Ben should have been studying also, but he always procrastinated
with his studies.

   "Hi, Mom," said Ben.  His mother seemed composed but that didn't last
long.  As soon as she sat down, she smiled.  The smiled turned into a
grimace and then the tears came.  Linda started sobbing and moved into
Ben's arms.  Ben let her cry without saying anything.

   "I'm sorry I sprung that on you.  I couldn't help it."

   "What happened?" Yvonne had apparently kept Ben's name out of it and he
listened quietly to what he already knew.  "Don't be hard on Yvonne," Ben
advised.  "You know what a salesman Dad is."

   "I know that," his mother replied.  "I guess I'm still in shock.  I'll
be better in the morning."

   "Is there anything I can do?"

   "I don't think so.  Thanks for asking though.  I think I'll take a
sleeping pill and go to bed." Ben kissed his mother on the cheek and
watched her disappear down the hall.  He was kind of disappointed he wasn't
invited to join her for a little sympathy fuck but he wasn't going to push
it.  With his mother taking a sleeping pill it would probably be safe to
visit Ellen later on that evening.

   Ben wondered if his parents would divorce now.  He doubted if his dad
was going to clean up his act.  He hadn't been home in over a week.  Given
the shock of being told Linda's husband fathered a child with another
woman, divorce was certainly a possibility.  Speaking of shock, Ben was
still recovering from the shock of being told he had impregnated Yvonne. 
Common sense would have told the young man he should be cautious in the
future but the exact opposite was the case.  He looked forward to watching
Yvonne's belly gradually expand and even started fantasizing about other
women he had fucked; Ellen, Sandy and even his mother.  What would each
look like with a fat belly courtesy of Benjamin Franklin Dexter?



   ------

   Chapter 5

   Ben stood outside his mother's bedroom door and listened.  The young man
wanted to make sure his mother had taken her sleeping pill and was unlikely
to get up and wander around the house until the following morning.  It had
been dark and silent on the other side of the door for several minutes and
finally satisfied that Linda was tucked in for the night, Ben walked down
the hall and gently opened his sister's bedroom door.  Ellen was talking on
her cell phone and said, "I'll call you right back."

   "You don't seem to be busy."

   "I was just talking to Sandy."

   "Mom has taken a sleeping pill and gone to bed." Ellen smiled and her
eyes lit up when she realized the possibilities.

   "What do you have in mind?"

   "What do you think?"

   "I just have to call Sandy and tell her I can't talk anymore," Ellen
said.  "I'll meet you in your room in about ten minutes." It was more like
20 minutes before Ellen crept into her brother's room but Ben wasn't
impatient.  They had all night to enjoy each others company.  Ellen walked
into her brother's room wearing a sheer negligee that barely covered
anything.  In fact, she'd neglected putting on the outfit's matching
panties.

   "Is that new?"

   "I just bought it," Ellen replied with a slight blush to her cheeks. 
"Do you like it?"

   "It looks great ...  on you." Ellen smiled and moved into Ben's arms. 
The pretty coed could feel her brother's thickening prick against her belly
and pushed against it.  That big thing she felt was going to be inside her
again and possibly starting a baby inside her thought Ellen.  She smiled at
that thought.  It hadn't seemed a very good idea when Sandy had suggested
the possibility, but now Ellen liked it.  She hoped Ben did too.  The only
thing Ellen wanted to do in life was to please her brother.

   "I love you," Ellen said simply.  That seemed to cover everything she
wanted to say.  To Ellen, it meant she was committing herself completely to
her brother even if he wanted to sleep with Sandy too or whoever else.  She
just hoped Ben would always set aside a little time for her.  The young
woman decided she must have a submissive nature; submitting herself to a
man who was no less than her own brother.

   "And I love you," Ben replied and kissed his young pretty sister
tenderly.  The young man began to explore his sister's body with his hands.
Ellen looked so sexy in her new negligee.  She most likely purchased the
negligee to please him.  Ben slowly guided Ellen to his bed when a sudden
tapping on his bedroom window scared the crap out of both of them.  Ellen
screeched in fright and hid behind her brother.  Ben was just as frightened
as his sister but went straight for the window to find out who it was. 
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Ellen heard her brother hiss.

   "Who is it?"

   "It's your friend Sandy." Ellen rushed over to the window and saw Sandy
give her a little wave.

   "What the heck are you doing here?"

   "I figured something like this was going on when you told me you
couldn't talk anymore.  I want to come in."

   "You can't do that," Ellen protested.  "My mother is home."

   "She might even be awake after that scream," said Ben.  "Go back to your
room until I come for you," he ordered.  Ellen gave Sandy the evil eye and
left the room.

   "I'm sorry I messed things up," said Sandy.  "May I please come in ...
pretty please?"

   "No you can't," said Ben.  "Everything is all off for tonight anyway. 
Go home."

   "It is not," Sandy replied.  "I just heard you tell Ellen you were going
to come for her.  You wouldn't be doing that unless you thought it was
safe. I want some of the action too."

   "The only action I'm going to give you is on your butt."

   "Your mom might wake up when she hears my screaming from the pain."
Sandy's butt still felt a bit tender from the last spanking.  "I won't
mind, though, if we do other stuff too."

   "Go home, Sandy.  I don't want to do anything with you tonight."

   "Then can I just stay and watch?  I'll even stay out here if you guys
just keep the blinds open and the light on.i"

   "You want to watch?  Aren't your parents missing you?"

   "They're asleep already."

   "Maybe I should call them up and ask for you."

   "Then I might do you the same favor for you with your mother." Ben
sighed in frustration.  Standing at the bedroom window arguing with Sandy
hadn't caused his horniness to go away.  All he could think of was Ellen
and fucking her brains out while she wore that sexy negligee top.  If Sandy
was there too ...  well, Ben had long fantasized being involved in a
threesome.  Perhaps Ellen and Sandy wouldn't mind putting on a little girl
on girl action for him too.  The young man unhooked the window screen and
helped Sandy climb through the window.  Ben hoped he wouldn't have to put
up with Ellen's crap when she found out Sandy had joined them.

   "Is Sandy gone?  Is Mom still asleep?" Ellen asked when Ben slipped into
her room.

   "I don't think I'd be here if Mom was awake, but Sandy is another
story."

   "What do you mean by that?"

   "Sandy is pretty insistent on staying.  She's waiting for us in my
bedroom."

   "I'll get rid of that bitch."

   "I've already agreed to let her stay."

   "Why did you do that?" Ben shrugged his shoulders.

   "It was easier than arguing with her and besides that ...  we might be
able to have some kinky fun." Ellen had a vivid imagination and had some
ideas about what her brother meant when he brought up 'kinky fun.' The
young woman definitely wanted to please her brother, but not that way.

   "I wanted to be alone with you tonight," Ellen whined.

   "I know that," said Ben, "but there will be plenty of times when it's
just you and me." He embraced Ellen and just held her in his arms.  It
seemed to calm her down some.

   "I'm not going to do stuff with Sandy with you watching," said Ellen. 
How in hell did she figure that out?

   "Sandy's the one who wants to watch," Ben replied.  He walked to the
door and peeked out.  Finally satisfied that his mother was still asleep,
Ben signaled Ellen to follow him.  He hoped she would.

   Ellen did follow Ben to his room and as soon as she walked through the
door, the young man took her in his arms and started kissing her.  Ben
mainly wanted to distract Ellen from Sandy's presence and avoid another
round of arguing.  It seemed to work.  Ellen returned his brother's kisses
and seemed oblivious of her best friend.

   "How romantic you two are," Sandy cooed as she watched Ben maneuver
Ellen onto the bed without breaking their kiss.  She watched as Ben laid
his sister down on the bed and began to strip.  Sandy also began to strip.
Ben had told her she could only watch, but Sandy felt sure he didn't really
mean it.  "Are you going to fuck her?"

   "What do you think?" He tried to sound annoyed toward Sandy, but seeing
her strip made Ben hornier than he already was.  Maybe Ellen would change
her mind about doing stuff with Sandy.

   "I think you're going to fuck your sister's brains out," Sandy replied.
"That's what I think.  I see you're not wearing a condom, Ben.  Aren't you
afraid of getting Ellen pregnant?  I know she's not protected."

   "Just shut up," Ellen whined.  She didn't want her brother to have any
second thoughts about fucking her.

   "Well, I think Ellen actually wants your baby.  I know I do too.  I wish
I was in her place.  Maybe later?" Ben didn't seem to be bothered by
Sandy's teasing.  If anything, the kibitzing made him all the more excited
than he already was.  Ellen gasped in anticipation as the head of her
brother's prick caressed her vulva.

   "Put it in for me," said Ben.  Ellen blushed prettily as she grasped her
brother's prick, guided it into her vagina and felt it slip deep into her
body.

   "He's inside you, Ellen," said Sandy.  "Your brother is fucking you.  I
think that is so cool."

   Sleeping pills didn't always work for Linda.  This was one of those
times.  She'd taken the prescribed dosage, gone to bed and tried to relax
so the pill could do its job but Linda was as wide awake as ever.  She kept
going over what she'd been told that evening about her husband's cheating
ways.  That had been hurtful enough but on top of that, a woman she had
considered a good friend confessed to being her husband's paramour and
bearing his child.  This only added to her troubles and worries Linda had
with Ben and his sexual obsession he had with her.  And what about Ellen?

   Linda heard whispering and moving around in the hall outside her
bedroom. That might have accounted for little except her woman's intuition
told her that Ellen and Ben were up to no good.  After dithering for
several minutes, the pretty mother decided to go and check on them.  If
nothing was wrong, she'd just wish them a good night's sleep.  When Linda
stepped into the hall she heard a third voice that she recognized as
Sandy's.  It was kind of late for Sandy to be visiting especially on a
school night but if all they were doing was talking, then Linda would just
go back to bed and not mention it.

   It was just then that Linda heard Sandy say, "He's inside you, Ellen. 
Your brother is fucking you.  I think that is so cool." It was loud and
clear even through her son's bedroom door.  Linda couldn't have been
mistaken.  The distraught mother's first impulse was to burst through the
door and order a stop to their illicit coupling.  But would her children
obey her?  Linda felt her moral and parental authority was pretty much
nonexistent after allowing herself to get sexually involved with her son.
Her children could very well defy her and there was nothing she could do
about it.  Would Ben take his mother over his knee and spank her?  Linda's
hand had been resting on the doorknob and she pulled it away as if it
suddenly became hot.  There was only one possibility left.

   The troubled parent returned to her bedroom.  Linda powered up her
computer and wrote a couple of emails.  The first email was to the school
district telling them she wasn't coming in the next day.  She had plenty of
sick time built up.  The second email was to her husband asking him to meet
with her at his office.  She would tell him about the children's sexual
activities and ask him to deal with it.  There was no way Ben and Ellen
would defy their father.  Finally deciding she'd done what she could do for
the moment; Linda returned to bed and fell into a troubled sleep.

   "Fuck her good, Ben," Sandy demanded.

   "I think that's what I'm doing," Ben said as he continued to thrust
inside his sister.

   "Is Ben right, Ellen?  Is your brother fucking you really good?" Ellen
could only nod her head.  She no longer felt annoyed at Sandy's presence.
In fact, it only served to enhance the young coed's sexual surrender to her
dear brother.  The pretty coed gasped when Sandy began to caress her boobs.
The extra stimulation sent the pretty coed over the edge.

   "Oh my gosh," Ellen cried as her loins shuddered through the most
intense cum she could recall.  "I love you, Ben!"

   "I love you too!" Ben exclaimed and shot a copious load or his virile
sperm into his sister's fertile womb.  Sandy watched with undisguised
interest as Ben pulled his cock out of his sister's steamy cunt.

   "Do me next," the young teenager whispered.  "Please," she begged.  "I
want it."

   "Eat me out first," Ellen gasped.

   "Huh?" Ben looked at his sister in surprise.  "You want me to eat you
out?"

   "I'm talking to Sandy." Ben smiled at Sandy when he realized what Ellen
wanted of her friend.

   "But--"

   "No buts, Sandy," said Ben.  "You wanted to be here and join in.  I'm
not going to touch you until you do what Ellen wants." It didn't take any
convincing for Sandy to cooperate.  The young coed just seemed to want
Ben's approval.  She actually winked at him as she knelt and placed her
head between her girlfriend's thighs.  Ellen's gasps and sighs were proof
enough to the young man that Sandy was carrying out her assigned task
satisfactorily.  Watching Ellen and Sandy go at it made Ben so hot his
prick was already stiffening again.  That was a record.

   Sandy felt Ben's hands grasp her hips and she knew it was her turn.  He
was inside her now.  The feeling was lovely.  Perhaps Sandy would be
leaving that evening with a new life growing in her belly.  Sandy certainly
hoped so.  She wished she could stay with Ben and Ellen forever.

   Linda got up at her usual time the next morning.  As far as Ellen and
Ben were concerned their mother was getting ready to go to school.  She was
cordial with her children.  Linda certainly didn't let on that she was
aware of the previous night's activities.  She wanted them taken unawares
when their father confronted them.

   Linda Dexter had a case of nerves on the way to her husband's office. 
She had decided earlier just to tell Charles the facts.  She didn't doubt
he'd put a stop to Ben's relationship with his sister but what if Charles
started asking questions like: How long has this been going on?  When did
you first suspect?  Why didn't you tell me earlier?  Linda realized she'd
have to lie in order to keep her own involvement with Ben from being
discovered.  Otherwise, her husband would surely divorce her.  She wasn't a
very good liar.  And would Ben take the heat and keep his mouth shut? 
Would he deny everything?  Linda didn't exactly have irrefutable evidence
other than her own word.  Would that be enough?

   The nervous wife almost pulled out of Charles' company parking lot as
soon as she arrived.  She could feel herself hyperventilating; better to
sit in the car until she calmed down.  Finally steeling herself, Linda
Dexter stepped out of her car and walked toward the entrance of the office
building.  The receptionist nodded to her in recognition as Linda stepped
past her and entered the elevator.

   "Good morning, Greta.  How are you today?" Greta was her husband's long
time secretary.  "I believe my husband is expecting me."

   "Mr.  Dexter is in conference, Mrs.  Dexter," said Greta.

   "I'll just sit here and wait until he's available ...  if that's all
right with you." Greta suddenly looked embarrassed and uncomfortable.  "Is
something the matter, Greta?"

   "Mr.  Dexter asked me to give you these papers when you came in." Greta
pointed at a folder sitting at the edge of her desk.  She looked as if
there was a snake hidden among them.  Linda had a sudden feeling of
foreboding.

   "What is it?"

   "I believe it's a divorce petition.  Are you all right, Mrs.  Dexter? 
May I get you a glass of water?  I'm so sorry." Linda had an urge to turn
and run out the door but at the same time she knew it would only delay the
inevitable.  She reached down and picked up the folder.

   "I-I'm all right, I think.  Uh, you can tell Mr.  Dexter I've been
served, Greta," Linda replied, "but I still need to talk to him It's an
important family matter."

   "He won't see or talk to you on advice of his attorney, Mrs.  Dexter. 
Mr.  Dexter told me to ask that you leave the premises immediately once
you've been served."

   "I see," Linda said but she really didn't.  She turned and walked out of
Charles' office without looking back.  Despite being numb from shock, Linda
was able to make the drive home without getting into an accident.  Once she
entered the house she could tell something was different.  Had it been
burglarized?  No, it looked her husband, or someone acting on his behalf,
had cleared out his belongings.  Things were happening quickly.  The
distraught woman knew she should call a divorce lawyer; later perhaps.  She
desperately wanted a drink right then but it looked like the liquor cabinet
had been cleaned out also.  Linda Dexter sat down on the living room sofa
and started crying.

   Linda woke with a start.  Someone was in the house with her.  She looked
and saw Ben walking from the kitchen.

   "Why aren't you in school?"

   "School let out at noon.  It was a short day.  You knew that." Linda
looked at the clock.  She must have fallen asleep on the sofa.

   "Where's Ellen?"

   "She's hanging out at Sandy's for a while.  Is anything the matter,
Mom?" In reply Linda eyed the legal folder lying on the side table.  She
watched as her son picked up the cover and read the cover page.  "I'm
sorry, Mom," said Ben.

   "Are you?  I don't see why."

   "Of course I am, Mom," Ben protested.  "Why shouldn't I feel sorry about
something like my parents divorcing?"

   "Well, you can continue fucking your sister without any fear of your
father discovering you just like you did last night."

   "What the--"

   "Did you fuck Sandy too?  I'll bet you did.  Am I back on your list of
bed partners?  I don't have a husband anymore to protect me or your
sister--if she even wants protection."

   "Well, maybe you'd prefer what's-his-name at school.  He can have you."
I guess she didn't take her sleeping pill after all Ben thought.  He didn't
want to hang around with his mother in this mood.

   "Where are you going?"

   "I'm going for a walk.  You can yell at me all you want later."

   "I don't want to yell at you.  I-I want you to hold me ...  please.  I
need you to hold me." Tears started down the unfortunate woman's eyes even
though she thought she was all cried out.  Linda stood up and rushed into
her son's outstretched arms.  Ben let her cry for as long as she wanted to.
Every once in a while he'd gently stroke her back.

   "You didn't mean it when you said those mean things to me, did you?"

   "What mean things?"

   "The mean things you said to me just now about not wanting me anymore."

   "I still do want you, Mom," Ben replied.  "I just said that because I
thought you didn't want me anymore."

   "I thought I didn't but I was wrong."

   "But now everything is okay, right?

   "Only if you forgive me."

   "There's nothing to forgive, Mom."

   "Yes there is."

   "What is it?"

   "When I found out what you guys were doing last night, I decided to go
tell your father what was happening." Ben felt his heart sink.  The young
man thought he might still have time to pack a bag and make a run for it.

   "When did you tell him?"

   "I didn't have a chance to tell him.  I was served with these papers and
then he refused to see me."

   "So you didn't tell him."

   "That's right." Ben breathed a sigh of relief.  He felt safe again but
wondered why his mother was telling him then.

   "Then everything is all right and I forgive you."

   "You can't forgive me yet."

   "Why not?"

   "You haven't punished me yet." Mom has lost it thought Ben.

   "Hmm, yeah, I see what you mean.  How do you think I should punish you?"

   "Just like last time." Ben felt his prick twitch when he realized his
mother wanted to be spanked.

   "I think that's a very good idea, Mom.  Do you think I should tie you up
and gag you again?"

   "That's up to you, honey," Linda replied.  "I'm leaving all the
important decisions up to you."

   "Of course you realize I'm going to fuck you after I spank you, don't
you?"

   "I can only hope that's the case, dear."

   "I'm not going to stop fucking Ellen either."

   "Ellen seems to want that too.  Sandy is welcome also."

   "There's Yvonne Taylor too."

   "Oh, my goodness!  You're sleeping with Yvonne?"

   "Yeah and she's having my baby."

   "Oh, my goodness!" Linda imagined her own belly swelling with Ben's
child and it somehow didn't frighten her.  She thought she should discuss
birth control with Ben for Ellen and her but that could wait for a day or
two more, couldn't it?

   Ellen couldn't believe the scene she just walked in on.  It was the
racket which first attracted her attention.  Her mother was crying out in
pain and then she rushed into her bedroom and discovered Ben beating on her
bare ass.

   "Are you crazy, Ben?" Ellen exclaimed.  Ben looked up and smiled at
Ellen.

   "I guess I am," he replied.  "Get your clothes off or you're next."

   "Do as your brother tells you, dear," said her mother.  She managed a
smile with her tears.  Ellen returned her mother's smile and removed her
top.  She thought she had the craziest family in the whole world.  It was
going to be a lot of fun from here on out.
   ------ The End ------