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WARNING: The following story includes explicit language
describing carnal love between consenting partners. It also
involves an incestuous relationship. If you dislike or are
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This is a work of fiction. None of the characters, circumstances,
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actual persons, places, circumstances, or events is accidental and
entirely coincidental.
SCANDIA
A Swedish Rhapsody
PART 2
Onny's Introduction to Family Loving
From the expression on Onny's face when she looked at the
pictures showing she and her family, Neil believed that either
the picture or the time it was taken was significant to her. As
she later disclosed, the picture had been taken just before she
had lost her virginity, and she had fond memories of that time
period. Onny had told Neil that it had been her brother who made
a woman of her, and since Neil too had lost his virginity to his
older sister, he was neither shocked nor disturbed by her
confession. He was interested, though, in hearing Onny tell
about the experience so that he could compare it with his own.
Neil asked Onny to tell him about what happened that year, and
this is the story she told.
* * * *
As I said, it happened in 1986--August of `86, to be exact.
The whole family was at Sunshine-by-the-Sea, a naturist enclave
where we own a house. We always spent the entire month of
August there. Daddy commuted to and from work in Stockholm each
day, and all the rest of us--Momma, Garth, Frith, Ilsa and I--
stayed and lived at the enclave. The enclave was usually
crowded in August because that was a good month for
naturists--warm enough to stay nude all the time, even at night
when we slept. We had lots of friends there, and August at
Sunshine-by-the-Sea was always a happy time for us.
It was an absolute rule that no one wore clothing at
Sunshine-by-the-Sea. When people arrived, they were expected to
immediately get rid of their clothes and become completely
natural, that is, completely nude. Believe it or not, after
a little while you get used to it and lose all self-
consciousness. If people have fat bellies, you soon take
that as natural and ignore it. Most of all, though, you ignore
all the pussies and cocks and crotch hair right there before your
eyes. <Onny grinned as she said this, her expression
indicating she recognized its impossibility.>
There was another rule, too--it wasn't written down
anywhere, but everyone knew it: You were never to show evidence
in public of sexual arousal. If a boy or a man got a hard-on in
public, it was the cause of great embarrassment. They had to
leave right then and not come back until they could present
themselves as decent gentlemen. Of course, <Onny grinned real big
at this statement> how they managed to become gentlemen again was
their business. They usually came back shortly, their cocks limp
and sometimes still a little wet and sticky.
For girls, this rule wasn't a problem. After all, who's to
say a girl's sexually aroused if her nipples get hard and stand
out a little--it might just be a cool breeze blowing. And if her
pussy gets wet, it doesn't show much from outside; she's the only
one who knows it. Boys, though, had a hard time. When all they
had on was their skin, there just wasn't any way they could hide
a hard-on. Ilsa and I kept score to see how many boys we could
cause to be "embarrassed." If we couldn't mark down at least a
couple a day, we worried that we were losing our looks.
Ilsa was sixteen and I was seventeen, and we were both still
virgins. We didn't like being virgins, and we both looked forward
to Daddy or Garth making women out of us. Even though naturists
put their daughters on the pill when they turn twelve, just in
case something more than "embarrassment" happened, it was pretty
much understood that when a girl reached sixteen she was to be
introduced into family loving. It hadn't happened for either
me or Ilsa, though, and we were getting frustrated and very
horny. So horny, in fact, that we sometimes took matters into
our own hands and got ourselves off. We had been using
candles on ourselves since we turned fourteen in order to be sure
the first time didn't hurt, but from the happy moans we heard
coming from Daddy's and Garth's bedrooms, we knew a candle
couldn't compare to the real thing.
Although we couldn't say for sure, Ilsa and I both believed
that Momma was the cause of our still being virgins. Momma adored
sex and couldn't seem to get enough of it. Every night, we could
hear she and Daddy having a good time, carrying on as they got
off at least once and sometimes twice. As soon as they were
through, she would go to Garth's room and the same thing would
happen. Momma must have had three or four orgasms every night,
and she kept herself, Daddy, and Garth completely satisfied. It
looked like Daddy and Garth had all they could handle with Momma,
and there just wasn't anything left for Ilsa or me. Even though
Frith was only fourteen and so randy he got a hard-on every
couple of hours, the rule about no fucking until you are sixteen
applied to him, too. Even so, Ilsa and I were beginning to
have serious thoughts about making an exception to that rule
for Frith.
Of course, with Momma taking such good care of Daddy and
Garth, they never had to worry about being "embarrassed" in
public. Frith, though, was another matter. He had the family's
hot blood and seeing so many young pussies running around made
him horny all the time, his cock poking out and causing Momma
no end of embarrassment. At first Momma just sent him off into
the woods to get rid of his hard-on, but he was tricky about it.
He loved deviling the girls with his hard cock, and sometimes he
would just pretend of get off. Momma caught on, though, and
after that she went with him to make sure. Like I said, he was a
horny little rascal, and Momma would have to carry him off every
couple of hours and make sure he whacked off and got rid of his
hard-on. Even though she laughed about the trials of being the
mother of a horny boy, she sometimes got a little impatient with
Frith. Her impatience was what led to my finally getting laid.
One day when we were all down at the lake shore with a bunch
of our friends, Frith got a hard-on. This was the third time it
had happened that day and Momma had already made two trips with
him to the woods to make sure he jerked off. She was a little
exasperated with him and impatient about having to make another
trip to the woods. So instead of her going, she called me over
and told me that since I was the oldest girl in the family, she
was going to give me the responsibility of taking Frith off and
making sure he took care of his little chore. I pretended I was
put-out about having to be a nurse-maid to my little brother, but
in truth, the prospect of watching him masturbate excited me.
When Momma sent Frith off with me, he protested that he
didn't need his sister to help him do what he had to do. As soon
as we were out of sight of the family, though, he took my hand
and led us to a secluded spot in the woods. As soon as we got
there, he turned to me and said, "Will you do it for me, Onny?
Momma does it for me sometimes, and it feels so much better for
someone else to do it."
Well, I had been longing for a cock, and I'll have to admit
that Frith's six-inch cock standing there hard as a rock and
jerking around appealed to me. I told him that I would if he
wouldn't tell anyone about it. He agreed without a second thought
and laid down on his back, his cock standing ready for my hands.
I sat down next to him and wrapped a hand around his cock and
started moving it up and down, squeezing it as I masturbated him.
I told him this was the first time I had ever done something like
this and asked him if I were doing it right. He was
beginning to pant a little and told me that what I was doing was
exactly right.
After a few minutes of watching his cock and feeling it jerk
in my hands, I got very aroused. I had never held a cock before,
and not only holding one but knowing that I was causing a boy to
receive pleasure caused me to become very horny. Because of
that, his next question came at just the right time. "Onny,
will you suck on it for me? Please, Onny suck on it. I'm
not old enough to shoot-off, so I won't come in your mouth.
Please, Onny, I want so much to be sucked off."
I asked him if Momma had ever sucked on his cock and he told
me that she hadn't. He had asked her to, but she had said that
even though she loved almost everything sexual, she just couldn't
take a cock into her mouth. She didn't even suck off Daddy, and
she loved him more than anyone in the world.
Well, even though I loved Momma very much and didn't
consider myself in competition with her in any way, I couldn't
help but feel good about knowing there was something I could do
that she couldn't. So without saying another word, I leaned over
and took Frith's cock all the way into my mouth. I was really
unsure about how it would feel and taste, but once I got it in my
mouth I discovered I liked it. I didn't just like it, I loved it.
Right then and there was when I found that I loved oral sex.
Having gotten a taste of it, I went to work on Frith's cock
like a madman--sucking on it, moving it in and out of my mouth,
and swirling my tongue all around it. With that kind of
treatment, all he could do was moan and enjoy every second of
it. And seconds was about all it took. After just a little
while, he started jerking his hips up and down and coming like
crazy. He had lied about not being able to shoot off, and he
filled by mouth with his sperm. I loved the taste of it, though,
and swallowing every drop, I kept on sucking, trying to get more.
He finally quit squirting and his cock shrank down to almost
nothing. With the come I had given him it would be more than a
couple of hours before he would be pestering the girls again.
After it was over, he opened his eyes real wide and
whispered, "God, Onny, I came like I've never come before.
I'm sorry about lying about not being able to shoot off--I was
afraid you wouldn't do it otherwise. God, Onny, that was SO
good. Will you do it again for me sometime? Sometimes when I
get real horny again?" Well, I tousled his hair and told him that
if he was a good boy and sneaked into my room real quiet at night
I would take care of him. Even if I wasn't being taken care of
myself, I could at least take of my little brother.
When we got back to the family, Frith's cock was so limp
that even Momma commented on it, telling me that it looked like I
did a better job with him than she had been able to do. Frith and
I gave each other a knowing smile.
That night after we had all gone to bed, I heard Daddy and
Momma having their nightly fun time. They kept on a long time and
there's no telling how many times Momma was able to come. I got
so horny listening to them that I wished Frith would come see me
right then. After a while, though, they got quiet and I listened,
waiting to hear Momma make her usual visit to Garth's bed. Sure
enough, Momma went to his room, but after a little bit of
whispered conversation, she left and went back to her room. The
whole house got quiet and it looked like everyone was finally
going to get some sleep.
I lay there for a few minutes, still miserable because I was
so horny, and then the door to my room opened. Aha, I thought,
Frith's gotten all horny listening to Momma and Daddy and now
he's here to take me up on my promise to give him another blow
job. I decided that I would give him a blow job, but that he
would have to eat me in return. I needed to get off, and even if
he wasn't allowed to fuck yet, there wasn't any rule that said he
couldn't eat me.
The door closed and I heard a voice whisper, "Onny, are you
still awake?" I was so surprised that at first I couldn't answer.
It wasn't Frith's voice I was hearing, but Garth's. I had been so
horny before that I had almost gotten out my candle and relieved
myself. Boy, was I glad I hadn't. At long last, I was going to
get fucked.
"Yes, Garth, I'm still awake," I answered softly. "I'm very
much awake. Do you need something?"
"Frith told me what you did for him and I was...uh...I was
wondering if you would do the same thing for me?"
"You're asking me if I'll suck you off?"
"Yeah, that's what I mean. Frith told me how good it felt
and how it was his best come ever. I've asked Momma to do it,
but she always refuses...says it's the one thing she won't do.
I've been wanting a blow job for years, so when Frith told me
about his, I thought maybe you would do me, too. How about it,
Onny? Will you do it? Will you, please?"
Well, as you might imagine, I was disappointed. I was
expecting to feel a cock inside my pussy for the first time, but
he wanted a blow job, not a fuck. I was so horny, though, that
I couldn't refuse him. If I couldn't have his cock in my
pussy, then I would settle for my mouth. But he would have to eat
me, too, though. There wasn't any way I was going to let him out
of the room without my getting relief. Even though I was dying to
go ahead and get started, I couldn't resist jabbing a sisterly
needle, and asked, "Didn't Momma take care of you tonight?"
"I told her I had a headache," he said, with a soft laugh. I
had to almost bite my tongue to keep from laughing out loud. What
a switch, I thought. Usually it's the woman who used the headache
excuse, but when dealing with Momma, it's the guys who had to use
it.
Well, I told Garth I would do it, but only on one
condition--that he eat me, too. He told me he had never eaten a
girl before and wasn't sure he would know how. I reminded him
that I had only done it that one time with Frith, so we would be
learning from each other. He laughed and said it was a deal. I
reached out my arms to him and said, "Well, get you're headache
over here, big brother, and let's find out what 69 is all about."
Garth came over and got on the bed with me, stretching out
with his head to my feet--well, not really my feet, my pussy.
When he did, his cock was right in front of my face, not more
than an inch from my lips. It was the first time I had seen him
with an erection, and the contrast between his cock and Frith's
was something else. Frith was just fourteen years old and still a
boy, but Garth was eighteen, and a man in every way that counted.
Ilsa and I had seen some hard cocks when we had a chance to
tease some boys our age, but they weren't anything like Garth's.
His cock was at least eight inches long, about the same size as
your's, Neil, and so hard it felt like a baseball bat when I
reached out and put my hand around it. And it was about twice as
big around as Frith's had been. I had been able to take Frith's
whole cock into my mouth, but I knew there wasn't any way I could
do that with the monster Garth was poking at my face.
Garth must have been excited as I was because the whole head
of his cock was wet and even more of his lubrication was oozing
out of the little slit at its tip. I couldn't resist it, I stuck
out my tongue and licked the whole head, slurping and sucking on
it just like it was an ice cream cone. He reacted to that by
moaning loudly and pushing his hips toward my face. I knew that
unless Momma had gone to sleep she would be able to hear him, and
I couldn't help but wonder what he'd tell her in the morning
about his "headache." That thought soon vanished from my head,
though, because at that point Garth reciprocated by spreading
my thighs wide apart and burying his mouth into the wetness he
discovered there.
The feeling was beyond belief. That was the first time
anything other than my hand or a candle had delved into my secret
place, and I was almost beside myself with the pleasure of it.
When he ran his tongue up and down the full length of my furrow
and reached my clitoris, I started coming immediately and
continuously. I had been there on my bed for over an hour
listening to others giving and receiving pleasure and I had
gotten so aroused that all it took was just one touch to my
little nubbin to send me crashing into the most intense orgasm I
had ever had in all my seventeen years of living. You know how
you hear about orgasm being like fireworks going off? Well, that
was exactly the way it was for me. It was like all the Roman
candles of you American's Fourth of July going off at once. I had
my legs clamped around his head, my pussy pushed hard against his
mouth, and I was moaning and crying in ecstasy. I didn't care who
heard me. I had listened to the sounds of pleasure coming from
the other members of my family and now it was finally my turn.
I could tell that Garth was enjoying my reaction. Knowing
that he was causing me such pleasure must have increased his
because his hips started thrusting forward, working more of his
cock into my mouth. As he did, he thrust his tongue as deep into
my pussy as it would reach and wiggled it all around inside my
little virgin hole. That just sent me off again, causing another
wave of orgasm to come over me. If anyone had been asleep, they
couldn't have been any longer because I took Garth's cock out of
my mouth and screamed, "Oh, God, Garth! Oh, Garrrrrth!" over and
over again. The pleasure just seemed to go on and on and on,
reaching every nerve, every atom in my body.
Having experienced such pleasure, I wanted to give it back
to Garth in equal measure. I sucked on his cock and pumped it up
and down, going at it as avidly as he had gone at my pussy. That
kind of action soon had him thrusting his hips toward me and
moaning with soft sounds of pleasure. By then I had almost two
thirds of his cock in my mouth, its head all the way back to my
throat, and was sucking and tonguing it like mad. I could feel it
jerking in my hands, each jerk sending out a little dribble of
his hot juice. I thought maybe he was coming already and that it
was his sperm that I was getting. Boy, was I ever wrong. What I
was getting was just a foretaste of what he was just about to
give me.
Suddenly, the head of Garth's cock swelled even larger than
it had been, and the staff grew even more rigid. It jerked in my
hand, contracting, and then swelled again. Then he started
spurting. His cock kept on jerking and contracting and huge jets
of his sperm gushed out into my mouth. I had swallowed Frith's
come when I sucked him off, and I tried to do the same then with
Garth. As fast as I swallowed, though, it wasn't enough. My mouth
soon filled to overflowing and his hot spunk covered my lips and
ran down my chin and dripped down into a puddle on the bed. It
was like I had a fountain of come in my mouth, pouring out in a
never-ending stream, filling me up and going all over my face and
the bed. I kept his cock in my mouth, still sucking on it until
his sperm finally stopped flowing. I knew I had succeeded in
giving him the kind of pleasure I had wanted because all through
this he moaned "Oh, Onnie...Onnie" loud enough for the whole
house to hear him. I finally removed my mouth from his cock and
whispered, "Was that what you wanted, Garth? Did I do it the way
you wanted?"
Garth turned around and lay down on the bed, snuggling up
with his arms around me. Answering softly, he said, "Oh, God,
Onny, was it ever. Was it good for you, too? Did I do it the
right way?"
I couldn't help but tease him some more and said, "Well, I
only came three times, but I guess you'll do."
Although we had just had intense orgasms, we were still
filled with sexuality and were caressing each other's bodies,
softly feeling and touching each other. He had a hand between my
legs, stroking the wet lips of my pussy and I was squeezing his
still semi-hard cock. As if he had been thinking about it before
speaking, Garth asked, "I guess Dad does better than I do, huh?"
I told him that Daddy had never done anything with me, that
other than what Frith had told him about, that was my first time
with any of the family. He whispered, "You mean...?"
Impatient, I finished the sentence for him, saying, "Yes, it
means I'm still a virgin. God, Garth, I'm seventeen and nobody's
fucked me yet. And not Ilsa, either. Every night I've waited
for you or Daddy to come make a woman of me, but it never
happened. Listening to you and Daddy and Momma every night has
kept me so horny I could die. Is there something wrong with me
that you don't want to fuck me?"
"God, Onny, I assumed Dad was taking care of you. I had no
idea you were hurting like this. Oh, Onny, I'm so sorry."
I was still squeezing his cock, and I felt it swell up and
fill my hand. Within just seconds, it was completely hard and
just as stiff as it had been earlier. I could feel the throbbing
of the blood in his shaft and knew that what I was telling him
was bringing him up to full arousal again. While I was making
hand-love to his cock, his hand was busy, too, with his fingers
running up and down the slit of my pussy and making it even
wetter with my juices. He slipped one and then two fingers into
my hole, exploring what he had just found out was virgin
territory. We were both squirming our hips in pleasure, our
passions climbing up and up. I put my lips against his and kissed
him softly. As I pulled my lips away, I squeezed his cock real
hard and whispered, "Why don't you show me rather than tell me
how sorry you are?"
Garth wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me hard
against him, kissing me just like a lover, not a sister. We put
our tongues into each other's mouths and explored this territory
that was new to us. I could taste the muskiness of my pussy, and
I knew he was getting a taste of his own sperm. I exulted in the
sheer eroticism of what we were doing and moaned as pleasure
flowed over me. I realized that we were carrying our family
relationship one step forward--where we had been just brother and
sister before, now we were brother and sister and lovers. I had
become so excited that I couldn't wait one more moment to be
fulfilled. Moving my lips away from his, I murmured, "Oh, God,
Garth, fuck me. Put your cock inside me and fuck me."
Garth took his arms from around me and turned me over so
that I lay on my back. Up on his hands and knees, he spread my
legs apart and scooted up between them so that his cock was
almost up to my pussy. In the dim light of the room, I could see
it standing out in front of him, hard and firm, almost nestled
into the hair at my crotch. I was trembling in anticipation, my
whole body on fire for what he was about to do. I had been
waiting for this, wanting it so bad, and now it was finally going
to happen. Garth was about to put his cock inside my pussy, to
push it deep inside me, and make me a woman in every sense of the
word. I wanted to shout with joy. At long last, I was going to
fuck.
Garth put his hand on his cock and guided it toward the
wetness between my legs. As he did, he whispered to me, "Yeah,
I'm going to show you. Am I EVER going to show you." He kept
pushing forward until his cock was between my pussy lips. I felt
how hot and hard it was and couldn't help but moan from
the sheer pleasure the touching of our sexual flesh produced.
My fingers hand been there, I had used the candle, and Garth
had just had his tongue there, but none of those could compare
with what it felt like to have Garth`s cock touching that place.
I felt Garth run his cock up and down my wet slit, seeking
the way inside me. As he came to the entrance to my vagina, I
eagerly pushed back, thrusting the opening there between my legs
up to meet his probing. After what seemed an eternity to me, the
big round knob on the end of his shaft found the right place and
just barely went inside me. I couldn't help but gasp as I felt it
go in. Even though I had used the candle on myself to make my
first fucking easier, I really hadn't stretched myself all that
much. God, but his cock felt big. At the same time, though, it
felt good. I loved that good feeling and I didn't want him to
stop. I loved Garth, too, for making me feel that good, so I
pulled his head down to mine and kissed him hard. Then I
whispered to him, "Go on, Garth, do it. Oh, God, do it!"
Slowly, inch by inch, Garth pushed his cock inside my pussy.
I felt my internal flesh opening up, spreading itself, as Garth's
hard cock penetrated deeper and deeper. Although I felt full
beyond belief, there wasn't any pain. I had done the right thing
with the candle, and I would be able to fuck Garth without
worrying about any pain or discomfort that might have come from
his breaking my maidenhead. Then I felt Garth's pubic hair come
into contact with mine and the head of his cock pushed against
the bottom of my pussy. At last, Garth had gotten all the way in
me. God, I thought, I got all of his big cock inside my pussy. I
can feel it so deep inside--it must have reached all the way up
into the middle of my belly. I really felt proud at that moment.
Even as big as he was, I was woman enough to take it all.
After reaching bottom, Garth stopped and whispered, "Oh,
God, Onny, you're so tight. It's so hot up inside your pussy, and
it feels so good."
I smiled up at him and said, "Maybe it's not because I'm so
tight. Maybe it's because you're so big."
I guess my teasing him that way caused him to worry because
he said, "Oh, gee, Sis, does it hurt? Do you want we to take it
out?"
"Don't you even think about taking it out," I told him. "No,
big brother, it doesn't hurt--it just fills me up so completely.
Leave it right there for a little bit and let me get used to
having your big log up inside my little old pussy." I pulled
him down to me and kissed him again, saying, "It's a good
log, though, and I love it. I love having your log in my
fireplace."
Garth remained still, his cock buried to the hilt, and the
walls of my pussy slowly relaxed and stretched so they fit his
cock comfortably. I lowered my hips, pulling my pussy from off
his cock about an inch, and then humped back up against him,
getting all of him back in me. His cock slid easily inside my
pussy, and felt slick and slippery. The wetness inside my pussy
was mixing with his pre-come and making my pussy just right for
fucking. I pulled him back down for another kiss and continued my
up and down movements, fucking his cock with my pussy. Breaking
the kiss, I told him, "You don't have to stay still any longer.
How about joining me in my first fuck."
Garth pulled his hips back and I could feel his cock being
pulled out of my pussy. The friction of our sexual flesh sent
shivers through my body, and I moaned at the exquisite pleasure
it gave me. Then he shoved himself all the way back in, spreading
the walls of my pussy apart once again as his cock reopened the
tunnel. "God," he whispered, "but you're so incredibly tight. It
feels so much better than anything I've done before. I see now
why men like to fuck virgins."
At about this time, Garth's cock came into contact with my
clitoris and I jerked and moaned in response as a small orgasm
made my pussy contract. "Oh, God, that's so good," I said,
shoving my pussy hard against him. He could tell he had found my
pleasure button, and he thrust harder and faster, pushing his
cock against me time after time. I couldn't help but make little
mewling sounds, just noises, not words, as he fucked me faster
and faster. He had me on the very brink of a massive orgasm, and
even though I fought against it, wanting to make the pleasure
last and last, it was no use. The feeling he was giving me with
his cock couldn't compare with what I done with my fingers or a
candle...it was beyond anything I had imagined in even my most
erotic fantasies. Then even my last reserves were gone and I
started coming, coming like I had never done before in my life. I
threw my head back and screamed, "Oh, Garrrrth! Oh, God, I'm
coming! Ohhhhh, coming...commminnng...commmmminnnnnng."
Garth lifted both my legs up and put my feet on his
shoulders. He started pistoning his cock in and out of my now
even more lubricated pussy, working it in and out as fast as he
could move. Suddenly he stopped, his cock buried to the base, all
the way into the very deepest parts of me. It swelled up, I mean
I could actually feel it expand my pussy as it swelled, and then
it jerked and just seemed to explode. A hot jet of his sperm shot
out and filled my pussy, flooding it and making it even more
slick. He pulled his cock out once more and then shoved it back
in, and another shot gushed out. He just keep on spurting, his
come pouring out in a torrent. He grabbed me by the hips and
pulled me back and forth, pulling my pussy to each of his
thrusts. He shouted, "Yes, Onny, yes! I'm coming, too. Oh, God,
I'm coming, coming hard, oh, so hard."
Another wave of orgasm hit me then and I climbed to a new
peak of pleasure. I clutched his arms with my hands, shoving my
pussy toward him, and cried, "Oh, God, I'm coming, too! Keep
fucking me. Oh, God, don't stop! Fuck me, Garth. Keep fucking me
hard."
I know we must have kept on for another two to three
minutes, just like two mad people, fucking each other as hard as
we could go. Finally, he stopped coming and my orgasm began to
slowly subside. He lowered my legs and let himself down fully on
top of me, resting himself on his elbows. His cock was still
buried inside me, and the last of his contractions were slowly
fading. He kissed me again, soft and tender, our passions spent.
He broke the kiss and whispered, "Do you believe now that I'm
sorry? Am I forgiven?"
I looked up at him and gave him my teasing smile, "Yes, I
forgive you. But only until I get horny again. Then you'll have
to apologize again. I have the feeling that you're going to have
apologize over and over and over again."
He gave me a teasing grin in return and said, "You'll find
me one of the most repentant persons alive."
Garth stayed and slept with me that night. As we were
drifting off to sleep we could hear Momma and Daddy going at it
again. I guess that the noise Garth and I made had gotten them
horny. I was pleased they were fucking, since in a way I had
robbed Momma of her time with Garth. Through the wall next to my
bed, the one that was by Ilsa's room, I could hear muffled moans.
We must have gotten her so hot that she had to get out her candle
and use it. My last thought before going to sleep was about how
sorry I felt for Ilsa. Maybe she'd get her turn soon.
The next morning when we got up I wasn't sure what kind of
reaction I would get from Momma. After all, in a way Garth had
spurned her for me. I shouldn't have worried, though, because
when I came into the kitchen where Momma was she hugged me and
said, "Good morning, sweetheart. How do you feel?"
I gave her a smile and said, "Oh, God, Momma, I've never
felt so good in my life."
Momma gave me a big grin and said, "Yeah, I know you must
feel good. We heard you last night. We ALL heard."
"Were we THAT loud?" I asked sheepishly.
"You're an Olsen, aren't you? We Olsens are vocal, and
people know when we're enjoying ourselves. Don't be embarrassed
about it, sweetheart. We're all happy for you. The first time is
always so special, and we're glad it was a good one for you."
About this time, Daddy came into the kitchen. Usually in the
morning his cock is all shriveled up, completely used up from the
workout Momma gave it the night before. This morning, though, it
wasn't. It was almost half-hard, hanging down like a swollen
sausage. I couldn't help but feel a little surge of excitement
seeing it like that. I had never seen him with an erection, and
the thought that it might swell up completely right there in
front of my eyes made me get all shivery inside.
"Onny," Momma said, "I've been talking with Daddy and Garth,
and I realize that I haven't been fair to you and Ilsa. I really
hadn't thought about your reaching the age where you need regular
loving, and I guess I have sort of monopolized Daddy and Garth."
She grinned and continued, "I guess I have kept them kind of
busy. Too busy to take care of you and Ilsa. Anyway, I decided I
need to share, to let you and Ilsa get your share of enjoyment. I
figured today is a good time to start, so I'm going to take Frith
to the lake all day to go swimming. There'll be just be you and
Ilsa and Daddy and Garth left. I want you to do some
catching up without my being around. What do you think of that
idea?"
I put my arms around her and hugged her saying, "Momma, I
love you and I love the idea."
She looked down at Daddy's cock which had risen even more
that it had been before and said with a laugh, "It looks like
you're not the only one who likes the idea." Garth walked in
about that time, and he, too, displayed a swelling cock. Momma
laughed again and said, "You Olsen men. Thank goodness you're
always horny." Then Momma got a frown on her face and said, "But
what about Ilsa? Do you think she'll like the idea?"
It was my turn to laugh now, and I said, "Momma, take it
from me--she'll love it. Ilsa will absolutely adore the idea."
Ilsa walked in about this time, rubbing the sleep from her
eyes. "What about me? What is it I'm supposed to adore?"
I laughed even louder this time and said, "Don't worry. It's
something you're going to love."
Ilsa frowned and said, "Well, after listening to you and
Garth all night, there's only one thing that I'd love right now."
We all broke out in laughter at that remark. We were still
chuckling when we sat down to eat breakfast, all, that is, except
Ilsa who still didn't know what we were laughing about. She had
seen how big Daddy's and Garth's cocks were, though, because her
eyes got real big at the sight. She didn't say anything, but I
could tell from the way she squirmed in her chair that the sight
of hard cocks together with the sounds she had heard from my room
the evening before had her pussy wet and throbbing. Boy, was she
going to be in for a pleasant surprise.
As Ilsa and I washed dishes, Momma and Frith left, picnic
basket in hand. As she went out the door, she smiled at me and
said, "I won't be back until late afternoon. You girls have fun
while I'm gone." I waved good-bye to them and thought, "Don't
worry, Momma. We're going to have the time of our lives. Ilsa,
especially."
As we were finishing the dishes, facing the sink, Daddy and
Garth came up behind us. I glanced over my shoulder and saw them
standing there, their cocks pointing out from their bodies, rigid
and stiff. I felt shivery inside again, thinking about the
prospect of getting fucked again. I wondered which one Daddy
would pick. I was hoping it would be me, since Garth and I had
had our fun the night before, but it really didn't matter that
much. The both had eight-inch cocks, and they both knew how to
use them. I was so horny thinking about getting one of those
cocks inside me that it made no difference.
Garth came up behind Ilsa and wrapped his arms around her,
cupping her firm little breasts in his hands. She looked back at
him and said, "God, Garth, what are you doing? Please don't tease
me like that. Last night was bad enough without you're making it
worse."
Garth laughed and licked her neck, running his tongue up her
neck until he reached the lobe of her ear. She quivered all over
at the feel of his touch and turned around to him, angry at what
she believed was nothing but teasing. "Garth..." she said,
snapping out the words, then stopping when she felt his hard cock
poke her in the belly. She looked down at his cock, and speaking
more softly this time, whispered, "Garth...your cock...it's so
hard." She pressed herself up close to him, pressing his hard rod
between their bodies. "But what...?"
"But what am I going to do with it? Is that what you want to
know? I'll tell you what I'm going to do with it. I'm going to
fuck you with it. Right now. Momma left me and Dad here with you
and Onny, and he and I are going to fuck the two of you all day."
Ilsa's eyes got even wider than they had been and she
said, "You're not just teasing me are you?"
Garth pushed his cock down and pressed it into Ilsa's pussy
slit and said, "Does that feel like teasing?"
"You mean I'm finally and really going to get fucked?"
"I going to fuck you crazy. And Dad will, too."
Ilsa threw her arms around Garth's neck and squealed, "Oh,
God, Garth, make a crazy woman out of me." She pressed her lips
against his and you could see them part as she drove her tongue
into his mouth. She broke the kiss and said, "And will you lick
my pussy, too? Like you did with Onny?"
Garth picked Ilsa up and she wrapped her arms around his
neck, looking adoringly into his face. She laid her head on his
shoulder as they walked down the hall to her room. As the door
shut behind them, I half-way envied her. I knew from last night
what a thrill she was about to experience, the thrill of having a
cock buried in your pussy for the very first time. By this time,
though, Daddy was caressing me, and I forgot all about Ilsa. I
knew that I was going to have my own experience and that it would
be every bit as good as Ilsa's.
Daddy had a soft smile on his lips, a smile that said he
loved me as much as I loved him. I wrapped my arms around his
neck and kissed him in the same way Ilsa had kissed Garth. I
broke the kiss and whispered, "Daddy, I've wanted this for a long
time. I love you and I want to make love to you. And for you to
make love to me." I couldn't keep from coming up with one my
grins, though, and said, "And can fuck each other crazy, too?"
Daddy laughed and pulled me hard against him, kissing me and
exploring my mouth with his tongue. As our mouths separated, he
put his hands on my buttocks, squeezing them and pulling me hard
against him so that his cock slipped in between the lips of my
pussy. He moved his hips in circles and made his cock spread my
lips apart even wider. Finally, he pulled his hard flesh out of
my wetness and looked down, "God, but you're wet already. You're
as hot as I am."
"Oh, God, Daddy, I'm on fire. Let's go to my room. I want
you so bad. Oh, Daddy, I need to be fucked so bad." Just as Garth
had done with Ilsa, Daddy picked me up in his arms. He was so
strong that he made me seem weightless. As I laid my head against
his shoulder, he put his mouth to mine, and we kissed deeply all
the way to my room.
Daddy laid me gently on the bed, not even closing the door
behind us. I thought it was kind of funny, Garth and Ilsa closing
their door. We all knew they were going to fuck, just Daddy and I
were, so what difference did it make? Maybe because it was going
to be Ilsa's first time they felt they needed a little bit of
privacy. Me, I didn't care. After finding out the night before
how vocal fucking made me, a closed door wasn't going to make
much difference.
Daddy stood there, quietly looking at me as I lay there
before him. "Onny, you've turned into a beautiful young woman
with my hardly even noticing. You've got a perfect body, just
like your mother. I want to just lick you all over and taste
every part of you."
"Oh, Daddy, will you? And let me do the same to you? I want
to suck and taste your cock."
"Yes, Baby, we'll do it all. Here, let me start on you." He
knelt down beside the bed and licked my nipples, making them
stand up even more firm and erect than they had been. He was a
master with his tongue, using it with a delicate touch that soon
had me arching my back up to his mouth, seeking more of the
pleasure he was giving. He moved his mouth down to my pussy and
delved his tongue into its wet furrow. Pulling my legs around, he
got me positioned so that my pussy was at the edge of the bed and
all he had to do was kneel there and feast. At that was what he
did, his tongue all over my pubic area, licking up and down the
labia, delving into the tight opening to my pussy tunnel, and
then moving up to the little round protrusion of my clitoris. As
he licked across it, I jerked my hips up and made little gasping
sounds of pleasure.
I wasn't the only ones making sounds. I clearly heard Ilsa's
voice through my wall shouting, "Oh, Garth, Garth! That's so
good! Oh, God, that's so good." It sounded like Ilsa was getting
the same treatment I was, and if that was the case, I could
understand her joyous cries because I was beginning to make
louder noises myself.
Daddy had me on the verge of orgasm and I didn't care. I
wanted to come and come and come, all day long. "Oh, Daddy,
you're going to make me come. Oh, God, Daddy, keep sucking on my
nubbin." Daddy put the little nubbin of my clitoris between his
lips and fluttered his tongue across it rapidly. It was too much,
and pushing my pussy hard against his mouth, I shouted at the top
of my voice, "Oh, Daddy, I'm coming! Oh, God, I'm
commmminnnggggg." Spasms took over then and my body shook in
ecstasy. Daddy kept sucking and I flew higher and higher,
cresting to an orgasm more intense even than the ones I had had
the night before. He finally stopped the motions of his tongue
and I relaxed, still shivering, but limp with the lassitude that
such an orgasm gives.
After I recovered, I sat up and pulled Daddy to a standing
position. His cock was right in front of my face and I couldn't
resist it. Leaning forward, I opened my mouth as wide as it would
go and took as much of his cock flesh into my mouth as I could. I
was able to take about half of it before he bottomed out, his
cock brushing against the back of my mouth. I sucked on it,
making wet slurping sounds as I made love to his cock. His cock
pulsated and throbbed as I held it in my hands and from the
groans that were coming from his mouth I knew that I was giving
him a special treat. Momma wouldn't suck his cock, but I would.
God, would I. I loved having his cock in my mouth and knowing
that I was giving him a very special kind of pleasure.
Suddenly, Daddy pulled back, his cock popping out of my
mouth with an audible sound. "Oh, God, Baby, that's so good. But
if you keep that up, I'll be coming in just a few seconds."
I looked up at him and said, "But I want you to come. I want
you come in my mouth and fill it up with your sperm."
"I want that, too, but we'll do it some other time. Right
now, I want your pussy. Oh, God, Baby, you're so young and you're
going to be so tight. I just can't wait to feel my cock inside
that little pussy of yours."
Daddy's words filled me with new lust. Even though I had
just had an orgasm, I was rising to new heights of passion. The
way he said he felt about my pussy made me want to give him what
he wanted. Suddenly, there wasn't anything I wanted more than to
have Daddy's cock buried all the way in my hot little hole. Daddy
wanted to fuck me, and I ached for him to do it. I looked up at
him and whispered, "Yes, Daddy, I want you to do that. I want you
to fuck me. I want your hard cock up inside my tight little
pussy. Yes, Daddy, fuck me. Do it right now."
Daddy growled softly and said, "Yes, right now." He pulled
my legs even farther apart and moved in between them. With me on
the side of the bed like that he would have to stoop down to get
his cock in my pussy, so I lifted my hips up and put a big pillow
under them. It made us a perfect match--his cock was right in
front of my pussy, right there where all he had to do was push
forward and it would slide it all the way into my honey hole. He
guided his cock toward my pussy and whispered, "Oh, God, such a
nice little pussy. My little girl has the sweetest pussy."
I could hardly believe how wet I had gotten. The moisture
was more than the result what he had done with his mouth--my own
juices adding to it and making it overflow with lubrication. As
he moved his cock head up and against my wet flesh, he muttered,
"So wet. God, Onny, you're so wet."
I looked up at him and whispered, "You've done that to me.
The anticipation of this got me so hot that my pussy's almost
flooding." Those words seemed to inflame him even more, and he
thrust his cock toward me, directly into my sopping hole. I had
been a little worried that I might be sore from Garth's fucking
me for the first time, but as Daddy penetrated his big cock into
my pussy all I felt was pleasure. Even though Daddy's cock was
even bigger than Garth's had been, my pussy was stretched enough
now to take it without any discomfort. I felt him pushing himself
into me, deeper and deeper, and I said, "Give it all to me,
Daddy. I can take every bit of it."
Daddy kept thrusting until I felt the base of his cock push
up against my pussy. I felt a surge of exultation--I had really
done it, I had taken all of his eight or nine inches of hard man
cock completely in me. I clamped my pussy down hard on his
shaft, flexing my internal muscles so that he could feel the heat
of my pussy around his throbbing spear. Daddy sighed and murmured
in pleasure, "Oh, Baby, so good...you're so tight...oh, sweet
virgin pussy...sweet...hot...tight...little...pussy."
Having Daddy's hard cock in my pussy was something I had
dreamed about for years, and having it now a reality made my
passion soar. I pushed my pussy hard against him and worked my
hips around in circles, muttering, "Oh, God, Daddy, I've wanted
your cock in me for so long. It feels just as good as I dreamed
it would." I reached up and grabbed him around the neck, pulling
him down to me so that his chest crushed against my breasts.
Filled with desire, I kissed him, moving my tongue wildly about
inside his mouth. Hardly breaking the kiss, my lips just
against his, I said, "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me hard. Use that big,
hard cock and make me come."
Those words were too much for Daddy, and he pulled back and
started pounding himself in and out of me. I spread my legs apart
and then wrapped them around his hips so that I could meet each
of his thrusts with my own. Almost immediately, my pussy started
spasming, contracting down on his cock. Convulsive ripples moved
across my belly and into my thighs, and I started jerking and
moaning. Seeing that I was starting to orgasm, Daddy put a
fingertip right on top of my clitoris and stroked it lightly. I
screamed in ecstasy. The pleasure of his cock sliding in and out
of my pussy, all the way to the bottom and then out to the very
lips, together with what he was doing to my clitoris crashed me
over the peak of orgasm and made me almost faint from the most
overpowering sexual sensation I had ever experienced. I screamed
"Ohhhh, ooohhhhh" over and over again, tears of pleasure and joy
streaming down my face.
Daddy looked down at me and whispered lovingly, "Yes, Baby,
come. Come for Daddy. Come hard for me. Keep on coming." All the
time he was saying this, he kept his cock going, penetrating me
to the very depths of my belly.
My orgasm slowly faded in intensity and I opened my eyes and
looked up at him. "Thank you, Daddy. That was incredibly good. I
knew sex was going to be good, but doing it with you made it just
that much better." I pushed myself hard against him and said,
"But you haven't come yet. It's time for you to come now. Come
inside me, Daddy. Fill me up with the same seed that created me.
Keep fucking, Daddy, and come for me."
Daddy said, "I'm awfully close to coming right now. It won't
take much more." Saying that, he reached down and put his hands
under my ass, lifting me up. I put my arms around his neck and he
stood up, with my legs and arms wrapped around him and his cock
still all the way to the hilt in my pussy. Then he turned around
and sat on the edge of the bed. I was on his lap, and we were
face to face, with my breasts rubbing against his chest. Our lips
were so close that I just leaned into him and we kissed. I could
feel his cock throbbing and jerking inside me, and I knew that
the kiss was just a prelude to his coming explosion. Still
holding the kiss, Daddy put his hands on my hips and raised them
up, pulling my pussy up to where just the head of his cock was
still inside. Then he lowered me slowly, allowing my pussy to
deliciously impale itself on his pole. God, but that was good,
and my ardor began to climb back up from the lassitude produced
by my orgasm. I thrust my tongue into Daddy's mouth, letting him
know that what he was doing was getting me all hot again. I
could feel another orgasm coming on, and I wanted him to know
that my passion was equal to his.
Daddy groaned into my mouth and started lifting and dropping
me faster and faster. Each time my pussy came down on his cock,
he thrust his hips up to meet it, driving himself hard inside me.
Soon I was groaning, too, our sounds muffled by the kiss. I was
climbing up and up and Daddy was, too, and we both knew that the
ultimate in pleasure was soon going to overtake us. We both had
our mouths wide open, licking the insides of each other's mouth.
I squeezed his neck hard and gripped my thighs hard against his
legs with each of his thrusts.
Daddy pulled his mouth away from mine, and shoved up hard
inside me, holding my pussy down hard against his cock. It
expanded inside me, and I could feel its head grow larger as his
explosion readied itself. Then it came and so did he. It was like
a gusher going off inside me. His hot sperm jetted out inside me,
and I felt its force as it erupted out of his cock. Daddy had his
eyes closed and murmured, "Oh, Baby, oh, Baby, oh, God, Baby."
His orgasm triggered mine, and I started coming when I felt
his first gush of sperm shoot out inside me. I moaned and
whispered, "Oh, God, Daddy, I'm coming, too. I'm coming again."
We stayed like that for minutes, our arms wrapped around
each other, breathing hard, convulsions rippling across our
bodies and then slowly ebbing away. A feeling of beautiful
lassitude filled my whole being. I had never felt so intimate
with anyone before. We were covered with the sweet afterglow that
great sex produces. It was a marvelous feeling, and I wanted it
to last forever.
After a while, though, I felt his cock shrink and gradually
come out of my pussy, falling down between his legs. I got off
his lap and knelt between his legs, taking his now half-hard cock
into my hands. It was wet and slick with our juices, and a large
drop of sperm was dripping off its end. "I love your cock, Daddy.
I love what it does to me." Then, I lowered my head and took his
cock into my mouth and suckled on it. I used my tongue and
cleaned all of it, making sure I got all his sperm.
Despite the workout it had just gotten, Daddy's cock
responded to my oral treatment, swelling and stiffening again.
Daddy groaned in pleasure and said, "Oh, God, Onny, you keep that
up and we'll be fucking again in seconds. Don't you think you
should leave me something for Ilsa?"
I reluctantly took my mouth from off his cock and reverting
to my grin said, "It sounded like Ilsa did all right already. If
her screams were any indication, Garth did to her what you just
did to me."
Daddy grinned back and said, "Yeah, he's a chip off the old
block, all right. And he'll be in to see you when I'm in with
Ilsa." I couldn't help but shiver in excitement at the prospect
of another session with Garth.
I was still shivering when Daddy and I got into the hot tub
together. Garth and Ilsa came in a few minutes later and joined
us. Ilsa had an expression on her face like I had never seen
there before. It expressed every aspect of fulfillment, joy, and
complete satiation. If ever there were a woman who looked
well-fucked and completely happy, it was Ilsa at that moment. I
couldn't help but pull her to me and hug her in sisterly love.
The look we exchanged expressed words that we didn't need to
speak. We had each been fucked by Garth and a new bond had been
formed between us. We knew, too, that soon both of us would have
been fucked by both Daddy and Garth, and our look included our
mutual anticipation of that event.
After we soaked in the hot tub for an hour or so and got our
strength back, we all had lunch together. Cheese, fruit, wine,
and a hot soak--these all had tremendous restorative powers,
and it wasn't long until the atmosphere began to once
again be charged with sexuality. Daddy had been sitting next
to Ilsa on the couch and they were involved in little
flirting actions, playing grab-ass sort of games. Before long,
Daddy had his hand between her thighs and was stroking them,
reaching all the way up into the space buried deeply between her
legs. Ilsa had her head laid back on the couch, eyes closed,
enjoying Daddy's attentions to her pussy.
Garth and I were sharing a love-seat and he, too, was
showing signs of arousal. He had his arm around me and was
lightly caressing my breasts, drawing little circles around the
nipples with his fingertips. His cock was getting hard and
beginning to poke out from his body just a little. I couldn't
resist it and put a hand on it and squeezed. My touch seemed
almost magic, because Garth's cock sprang up, fully extended and
stiff. Remembering how he enjoyed my sucking on his cock, I
lowered my head and took it into my mouth, swirling my tongue
around it. His hips came completely off the couch as he pushed
his hardness up, striving to get more of it into my mouth. He
groaned in appreciation of what I was doing and whispered, "Oh,
yes, Onny, suck on it."
Ilsa heard his words and opened her eyes to look. Then her
eyes got even wider as she saw me suck on Garth's cock. She could
tell from the expression on both our faces that we enjoyed what
we were doing, that we were both getting pleasure for the oral
love play. Then she smiled and gave me a look that said, "That
looks like fun. I want to try that." And try she did. She knelt
down in front of Daddy and sucked on his cock like she had been
doing it all her life. Daddy groaned in pleasure as Ilsa
attended to him. It wasn't long before both men had their
hips in motion, thrusting hard cocks into the mouths of the
Olsen sisters.
Garth groaned loudly and pulled my head up from his cock,
pulling it out of my mouth. "Oh, God, Onny, I'm about to come. I
want to come with my cock in your tight little pussy. Come on,
let's fuck." He took my hands and pulled me up from the love-seat
and kissed me hard. Then he said, "Would you like to do it
doggie-style?" I nodded my head enthusiastically. I wasn't quite
sure what doggie-style was, but I was now so hot that I was game
for anything.
Garth showed me how to get on the floor and put my head down
with my ass up. He knelt down behind me, his cock pointing right
at my wide-open pussy. I had my legs spread apart and I knew that
my pussy was right there in sight, ready for him to ravage with
that big tool of his. It was a position of submission, but I
liked it. It made me feel wicked and wanton, and I was more than
ready for Garth to shove his cock up my now dripping wet hole. I
realized then that both my holes were right there available for
his cock. I had heard about anal intercourse from some my
friends, and I shivered in excitement, wondering which of my
openings was going to be filled. At that point, I didn't care
which. All I wanted was for him to get inside me and make me come
and come and come.
Garth put his fingertip against the little rosebud of my ass
and said, "God, you've got the cutest little ass. Someday
soon I'm going to plow your little chocolate tunnel. Right now,
though, I want your pretty little pussy." I felt the round knob
on the end of his cock nudge into the opening of my tunnel and I
groaned and shoved back, eager to feel his hardness up in my
belly. As he pushed forward, he said, "God, Sis, you're as hot
as I am, aren't you." In answer, I wiggled my ass and
pushed my pussy back against his cock, taking about half of
it inside the slick cavity.
From across the room I could hear Ilsa say to Daddy, "Do me
like Garth's doing Onny. I want to be fucked that way." Daddy
chuckled and showed her how to get down in the right position.
When she was on her knees, she was right in front of me, our
faces only inches apart. We reached out and held hands, smiling
at each other in satisfaction.
Soon both Ilsa and I were being fucked thoroughly, cocks
shoving in and out of our pussies. Each time Daddy and Garth
thrust into our pussies, our faces came together and we stuck out
our tongues and swirled them together. The room was filling with
the sounds of our fucking, wet liquid sounds of wet flesh
slapping against wet flesh, and groans, grunts and sighs of sheer
pleasure. The hot smell of sex permeated the air, the odor of men
and women in heat. Ilsa and I came at almost the same time, our
bodies shaking and shivering in ecstasy. Ilsa pulled my face to
hers and we kissed all the way through our orgasms, moaning into
each other's mouths as pleasure waves moved through our bodies.
Daddy and Garth continued to fuck us hard, all the way
through our orgasms. Garth had his hands on my hips and pulled
them toward him with each of his thrusts. He was giving me all of
his cock, pulling it all the way out and then thrusting it back
in, fucking me hard the way I was finding I liked so much. Daddy
was doing Ilsa the same way. They were taking advantage of our
submissive position and fucking us like male dogs fuck bitches.
I felt just like a bitch dog, and loved it. From then on, I knew
I would envy the female dog every time I saw dogs fucking.
Ilsa screamed out, "Daddy, I'm coming again! Oh, God, Daddy,
fuck me hard. Push that big cock in me, shove it in hard. Fill my
pussy with your spunk. Give it to me." Her words seemed to
inflame Daddy even more than he was, and he fucked her even
faster than before.
Daddy let out a loud moan and said, "Oh, God, sweetheart,
here it is. I'm coming. Here it comes."
Garth leaned down on my back and cupped my breasts in his
hands, squeezing them in time with the way his cock was pistoning
in and out of my pussy. Gasping, Garth said, "Oh, God, I'm gonna
come. Can't hang on any longer. Here it comes, Onny. I'm going to
fill your pussy to overflowing." He pushed one last time, hard
and deep, and started shooting his juice out, a hot stream of
liquid that filled my hole and ran down my front, drenching all
my pussy and belly. The feeling of his come going all over me was
fabulous and I started coming in response. I mean I CAME. A
gut-wrenching, body-shaking orgasm that just went on and on. I
could barely talk I was so weak from pleasure, and all I could
get out was a soft, "Me too, I'm comminnng, yesssss,
commmminnnnng."
Soon our motions slowed down and then stopped. Daddy and
Garth were motionless, each on his knees, cock still buried, and
gasping for breath. Ilsa and I were each emitting soft little
moans as aftershocks of pleasure tingled through our bodies.
Letting out a moan, Daddy pulled his cock out of Ilsa and flopped
down on his back, exhausted. Garth did the same with me and lay
down next to Daddy. Daddy said, "God, what a fuck. What TWO great
fucks. You girls are the best ever."
Garth smiled and said, "I'll second that motion. The only
thing I regret is that we didn't start earlier. Just think of all
the good times we missed."
I looked at Ilsa and we gave each other a knowing smile. We
both knew that this was just the beginning--from that point on we
intended to get our share of the fucking in the Olsen household.
Momma would have to be a little more sharing. Now that the Olsen
men realized what was just down the hall from them, she wouldn't
have any choice.
I looked down at Garth and was filled with love. Looking
over at Daddy, I had the same feeling of tenderness. Even though
they were family members and we loved them in that regard, they
were also now our lovers, and even though it was different, that
was a good kind of love, too.
My eyes fell on Garth's now-soft cock. It was wet with our
juices and covered with come. Daddy's was the same, with come
still dripping from its head. I remembered the taste of Garth's
come from the night before and how I had liked it. I looked at
Ilsa and licked my lips, looking down at Garth's cock. She caught
on immediately and smiling, licked her lips, too. Almost in
unison, we bowed our heads down to Daddy's and Garth's cocks and
took them into our mouths, slurping, sucking, and making all
sorts of wet, obscene sounds.
They both groaned at the oral contact and murmured softly as
we ministered to the cocks. Garth's cock responded quickly,
rising up and standing erect and firm. Daddy was a little bit
slower, but Ilsa was equal to the task, and it was soon as hard
as Garth's. Ilsa and I went at their cocks and sucked and jerked
on them at the same time. After about five minutes of this
action, they were shoving their hips up at us, groaning in
pleasure.
Garth came first, shooting his spunk out in gushes into my
mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, letting only a little
dribble down his shaft. Daddy soon followed suit, moaning softly
as he filled Ilsa's mouth up completely, causing come to flow out
the corners of her mouth and cover his lips and chin. We kept on
sucking until their cocks were completely soft, just little worms
that we could wallow around in out mouths. We finally gave up on
them, freeing their cocks from their oral captivity. Ilsa leaned
over to me and kissed me, rubbing her come-coated lips over mine.
We thrust our tongues into each other's mouths, giving each other
the taste of the other man's come.
Daddy groaned and looked at Garth, saying, "My God, I'm
completely used up. I don't think there's another drop of come
left in me. And what about Momma? You know she's going to want to
be fucked tonight. Will you be up to it?"
"Oh, God," Garth groaned, "I'm just like you." He grinned at
his father and said, "But I guess we'll find a way, won't we?"
Ilsa and I showered together, washing the come off our
bodies and feeling refreshed. We went in and started dinner,
wanting to show our appreciation to Momma for giving the two of
us our day. And what a day it had been. Non-stop fucking and
non-stop coming. Nothing could have been better.
Momma and Frith got home a little while later and she asked
how we were doing. She took a look at us and said, "You don't
even need to answer. I can see the look on your faces that comes
only from good fucking." She laughed and said, "I hope you two
left a little for me." Ilsa and I just looked at each other and
giggled.
That night Ilsa decided to sleep with me so we could discuss
our adventures in fucking. After the lights were out, we could
hear the voices of both Daddy and Garth in Momma's bedroom. Soon
we could hear Momma moaning in pleasure. We both felt relief at
the sound and were thankful that Daddy and Garth were up to their
tasks.
While the sounds were at their peak, the door to my room
opened and Frith came in. "I've got a surprise for you two," he
said. "What kind of surprise?" I asked him. Frith grinned real
big and said, "I fucked Momma today. Not just once, but three
times. She told me that since the Olsens now had three hot
pussies to take care of, we needed at least one more cock to
help. She said I might not be the usual age to begin fucking, but
our family situation would cause an exception. Then we fucked and
fucked and fucked. And she came each time." His cock had gotten
stiff and erect as he talked about, and it was now hard as a
rock. He might not be sixteen yet, but his cock didn't know the
difference.
Ilsa and I just looked at each other and nodded our heads.
Scooting over to the side of the bed, we soon had our bottoms on
the edge and our legs spread apart. I grinned at Frith and said,
"If that's the case, why don't you fuck the other two Olsen
girls." Frith just grinned and started in on Ilsa. He hadn't come
yet when she did, so he came over and started fucking me. After
several minutes of his working his cock in and out of my pussy, I
screamed out that I was coming. My scream was almost an echo of
Momma's scream.
* * * *
When Onny finished telling her story, she had a far-away
look in her eye, a look of good times remembered. Suddenly, she
was back to the present and with a soft little smile told Neil,
"That picture was taken just before that day--the day that all
three of the Olsen men fucked all three of the Olsen women."
With a grin, Onny said, "Okay, that's my story. Now you tell
me yours. Tell me about you and your sister. Johanna, is that her
name? Do just like I did. Tell me everything, don't leave out any
details."
Neil nodded his head and said....
Day Dreamer 1993
-- CJ
I don't write any stories. I'm just a reader, and sometimes a reposter.
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