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Archive name: harem1.txt (M/F+, inc, family, mc)
Authors name: Dark Dreamer (Address Defunct)
Story title : Jeff's Family Harem - Part 1

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JEFF'S FAMILY HAREM - PART ONE
By Dark Dreamer (Defunct Address)

**

 This is the story about how Jeff's beautiful mother 
and bratty sister become his willing sex toys, and how 
he comes to completely control them.

**

 Part One

 Jeff tilted the mirror over to the left a little, 
silently wishing she'd hurry up and finish her shower. 
He'd been waiting here in the hall since he'd heard the 
water go on about fifteen minutes ago.

 The water went off and he slid the mirror back a 
little. He remembered a few months ago, when he'd been 
so frustrated at the thought that she was in there 
naked, nude, and completely invisible to him because of 
this damned door.

 He'd lain down on the floor, the side of his head flat 
on the rug as he tried to peer in through the little 
one inch crack beneath the bathroom door. He hadn't 
been able to see anything but her feet of course.

 Then he'd thought of the mirror. Now he could see the 
entire inside of the room, or any room for that matter.

 The curtain slid open and there she was, wet and 
naked, her body glistening in the bright bathroom 
light. Her hair darkened and plastered to her head. She 
reached up for the towel hanging from the shower rod 
and pulled it down over her head.

 She leaned forward as she dried her hair, her breasts 
dropping down with gravity. He sighed as he watched 
them. God, they were beautiful. She was beautiful. He 
felt his prick hardening as he watched her. His body 
trembled slightly in excitement.

 She straightened up, her hand fumbling with the towel 
on her head. He suppressed a groan as her figure was so 
perfectly outlined and displayed. She was barely ten 
feet from him, and she had no idea he was even here.

 There was just something so deliciously exciting about 
seeing her like this, when she thought she was alone 
and in private.

 She pulled the towel from her hair, leaving a 
bedraggled mess behind, and ran the fluffy white thing 
down around her back and shoulders, then across her 
chest. The malleable white cones were mashed, their 
perfect round forms changed, distorted, giving evidence 
of how pliable and soft they were.

 She put a foot up on the side of the tub and slid the 
towel up and down her leg, then did the same with the 
other. She rubbed the towel between her legs, drying 
off her groin. Finally, she stepped out of the tub, 
turning to throw the towel back up on the rod.

 Her body stretched out and up as she tried to fling it 
across, she wasn't very tall, in fact, soaking wet and 
naked, she probably wasn't more than five feet tall. 
Her watched those sweet little ass cheeks as she 
stepped on her toes, finally getting the towel across 
the bar.

 She turned again toward him, and his cock pulsed as he 
took in her entire figure at once. Fuck, he thought. 
Fuck, she had a fantastic body. Jeff had never seen a 
naked woman before really, aside from pictures and 
movies.

 He wasn't a virgin of course, not being the 
quarterback of the school's football team, but the 
girls he'd fucked had been in darkness, half folded up 
and bent over in the back of his car. He'd never 
actually seen one naked in the light before, not like 
this.

 Her breasts were so perfect, so big, so white and 
round. She had tiny little red nipples directly in the 
middle of each tit, and they made his mouth water. He 
pressed himself harder against the wall to still his 
trembling. He was more excited watching her like this 
than when he was about to fuck one of those whores at 
school.

 She started to walk toward the door and he pulled the 
mirror back slightly, just in case she should look down 
and see it there peeking in. He watched her feet until 
she turned sideways. She was at the counter now, right 
beside the door, looking in the mirror.

 He slid the mirror forward, each little movement 
brought more of her body into view. The mirror image 
slid up her legs to her thighs, and her rounded 
buttocks. He watched as she bent forward against the 
counter, and he got a perfect, straight up shot of her 
pussy slit.

 She sat sideways on the counter, her feet coming off 
the floor. He eased the mirror forward again, until he 
could bring the mirror into view. Her back was toward 
him but he could see her chest and face in the mirror.

 She picked up the hair dryer and a brush and began 
doing her hair. He panned the mirror up and down, 
sliding it down over her ass and then up to her image 
in the mirror. She must be the most gorgeous woman in 
the world, he sighed. His body trembled again, as if in 
agreement.

 Her hair seemed to change color as she dried it, 
lightening into its usual golden blonde, spreading out 
around her head in a perfect little circle. Her hair 
was short, just reaching her shoulders in back, shorter 
at the sides. It framed a face that was... was.... 
adorable, he thought, heart shaped, with big blue eyes, 
a tiny snub nose.

 She turned her body slightly, bringing her knees up to 
her chest as she finished drying her hair and set down 
the machine. She was examining her skin right up near 
the mirror. Being so short, she seemed to find it 
easier to squat on the countertop to do it.

 He was looking up from right beneath her ass, and 
could see the little winking asshole, and her narrow 
cuntslit, pulled slightly apart because of her 
position. His cock pulsed and throbbed, his breathing 
getting ragged. He could imagine his cock, hard and 
red, slicing between the soft folds of those pussy lips 
and driving deep up into her body.

 She dropped back to the floor, pulling a jar of cream 
from the counter. She put some on her hand and began 
rubbing it across her face, moving her hand in slow 
little circles. She dipped her fingers into the jar 
again and pulled out some more cream, rubbing it across 
her breasts.

 He held his breath as she rubbed across her right 
breast, the fingers sliding in little strokes around 
the nipple, and down beneath the rounded orb. Oh My 
God, he thought, would I ever like to do that!

 Then she was finished apparently. She walked away from 
the counter and over to the wall where her clothes 
were. She pulled on a pair of bikini panties and then 
shrugged a short blue football jersey over her narrow 
shoulders.

 The jersey came down to mid-thigh. It's color set off 
her hair beautifully. He loved that jersey: She looked 
so damn cute in it. Didn't she know what she did to him 
when she wore it?

 He scrambled backward along the rug and into his room, 
closing the door just before she came out of the 
bathroom.

 He locked it and collapsed back against it, shaking 
slightly. He heard her footsteps pass his door, then 
pause and come back. There was a gentle tap on the 
door.

 "Jeff?"

 Shit!

 "Jeff?" She knocked again.

 "Y...yeah?"

 "Open the door, honey."

 He took a deep breath and swung it open a foot or so, 
hiding his lower body and his bulging erection from 
her.

 She looked up at him and smiled.

 "What do you want for dinner?'

 "Uh... ah... I don't care."

 "You sure? Paige wants spaghetti again."

 "That's okay."

 "Okay then. Are you all right?"

 "Yeah Mom, I'm fine." She nodded, then turned away. He 
followed her with his eyes as she went into her room 
and the closed the door.

 He swung his door closed again and then took out his 
raging hard-on, holding it in his fist. He only had to 
squeeze once before it exploded, spraying white jism 
onto the wall.

 He sat at the kitchen table, watching her work at the 
counter. She was still wearing just the football 
jersey, and he had a hard time concentrating on the 
little TV on the table as she moved around in front of 
him.

 She turned off the stove under the spaghetti, and 
grabbed at the handle to lift it off. Jeff sprang up 
and moved over to the stove.

 "I'll do that Mom." he offered.

 "I can do it honey."

 "No, it's okay." He grabbed up the heavy pot and 
walked it to the sink.

 "Wait till I get the strainer." she said.

 She pulled one from under the counter and held it over 
the pot as he poured the hot water down into the sink. 
Steam hissed up until the boiling water disappeared 
down the drain. He put the pot back on the counter and 
went back to the table.

 You're a fucking pervert, he thought to himself. How 
can you want to fuck your own mother so bad? True, she 
was gorgeous, and adorably cute. Maybe it was because 
she was so small and delicate. It was hard to consider 
her very parental, especially when he towered over her.

 It wasn't just her size. She was so guileless and 
docile, so easygoing and just plain friendly. Everybody 
liked her: His friends loved her. She wasn't much of a 
disciplinarian either.

 He worried about her in the same way that a parent 
would worry about his kids. He was always afraid she'd 
be taken advantage of by some creep. It had happened 
more than once, starting with his own crummy father 
who'd made her pregnant at sixteen, then left.

 Maybe that was part of it too. She was so young, and 
looked even younger. He shook his head in resignation. 
He should be looking out for her, not figuring how to 
use her body like those other men.

 She'd married shortly after his Dad had gone, got 
pregnant, and then been widowed within a month. It was 
crummy that such a sweet person should have such rotten 
luck.

 The front door banged and Paige tromped into the 
kitchen, throwing her bag on the floor beside the 
table. Jeff looked up at her in irritation.

 She dropped heavily into the chair across from him and 
then seeing him looking at her, stuck her tongue out at 
him. What a brat.

 "Ready for dinner?" 

 "Yeah, no sweat Allyson." she sighed.

 "Don't call me Allyson, Paige. I've told you that 
before."

 "Yeah, right." the brat said.

 "I mean it."

 Paige sighed heavily, much put upon.

 Allyson put a plate of spaghetti in front of Jeff and 
went back for another.

 "How come he gets to eat first?" Paige whined.

 "We eat in order of importance. You're last." he 
mumbled through his food.

 "Fuck you jock." she snarled.

 "Watch your language Paige." Allyson said.

 "You hate jocks so much, how come you're always 
hanging around the field?"

 "Am not."

 "Are too."

 "Am not!"

 "Children." Allyson sighed. She dropped a plate in 
front of Paige and then put a third down at her place 
and sat down.

 "What did you do at school today honey?" she asked. 
Paige rolled her eyes skyward.

 "Nothing." she said.

 "Found out what happens when she bends over a bench in 
front of Mark Summers and lifts her skirt." Jeff 
smirked.

 "Fuck you, you liar." she yelled.

 "Paige don't curse like that." Allyson demanded.

 "Jeff don't say things like that about your sister."

 "Okay, I take it back. She only wishes she'd done 
that."

 "Eat shit."

 "Up yours."

 "Will you two please stop that at the table."

 She glared at both of them and they finally quieted 
down. She sighed and went back to her meal. It was hard 
to control the two of them nowadays. Luckily, they were 
both good kids. They'd both turned out all right, even 
without any fathers around.

 Jeff was in his last year in high school, and with 
even the slightest hint of luck, would get a full 
scholarship to one of the big ten colleges next year. 
She always worried about him playing, knowing there 
were huge behemoths trying to jump on top of him all 
the time, but he loved the game and she'd been unable 
to talk him out of it.

 He took after his father thankfully. He was well over 
six feet tall, with broad shoulders and dark brown 
hair. His face was a combination of hers and Mike's, 
being both strong and handsome.

 Paige was a little on the sharp tongued side, but 
still a nice girl. Anyway, Allyson was glad of the 
girl's spunk and spirit. She wished she'd been like 
that when she was her age. She wished she were like 
that now.

 Paige looked more like her than her Dad. She had the 
same delicate features, with strawberry blonde hair and 
blue eyes. She was taller though, which was another 
reason to give thanks.

 It was a pain being short. People tended to look down 
on you in more ways than one. Allyson was sure she 
would have had more confidence if she'd been taller 
growing up, and not always the shrimp of the group.

 "I'm staying over at Julie's tonight." Paige announced 
suddenly.

 "Paige, it's a school night. You know you're not 
supposed to stay out on school nights." Paige rolled 
her eyes again.

 "We're going to be studying for an algebra test 
tomorrow okay?"

 "I don't know..."

 "You can call her fucking parents."

 "Would you watch your language please, young lady."

 "Young lady? That's a laugh." Jeff sneered.

 "Why don't you go fuck yourself?"

 "Jeff, please stay out of this." He shrugged.

 "All right, I'll call her parents, but you better do 
well in the test."

Paige smirked. She'd already taken the test today, what 
a laugh.

 "I feel funny." Paige complained.

 "That's okay. Wait a minute and it'll get even 
funnier." Dave smirked.

 She shook her head a little as her vision blurred 
slightly, and colors shifted. Her skin seemed to 
tingle, and her stomach fluttered.

 The were in Dave's living room. His parents had gone 
for the evening. She thought her was tremendously cute, 
and was flattered that a senior would take an interest 
in her.

 She sipped on the cola, hoping to cool off her 
suddenly hot skin.

 "I feel warm," she sighed.

 "Me too babe." he grinned.

 He pulled her closer, his arm around her back sliding 
around in front to cup her left breast through her t-
shirt. His other hand squeezed her right breast as he 
nuzzled her throat and kissed and licked at her warm 
skin.

 She was fluttering her head around like a curious 
bird. He wondered if the pill would react wrong with 
the booze she was drinking It was hard to calculate how 
the drug affected different people. He was pretty sure 
nothing would happen to her though, he'd taken them so 
often, he was practically immune to them now.

 He pulled her shirt out of the jeans she was wearing, 
then lifted it up over her breasts. He squeezed both 
her tits in the little bra, then unclipped it and let 
the two sides fall apart.

 "You got nice tits Paige."

 "Uhh huuuuhhhhmmmm?" He held her right breast, 
squeezing it out and then kissed and sucked on her 
nipple. He drew it into his mouth and chewed lightly as 
his free hand unsnapped her jeans.

 He pulled the zipper down, then shoved his hand in, 
and pushed the jeans down off her hips as she giggled 
stupidly. He moved his face against hers, touching her 
lips briefly, then with more heat. He slid his tongue 
against her lips, then pushed inside.

 She responded, her tongue twirling with his, moving 
into his mouth as his hand slid into her panties. She 
spread her legs apart as his fingers moved downward 
through her tangled pubic hair.

 He felt her hot little slit and his heart hammered 
with lust. Hot little slut, he thought.

 His hand grabbed at the waistband of her panties, 
jerked downward, pulling them over her hips. He shoved 
her pants and panties down her legs to her knees, then 
pulled away from her mouth and put both hands on the 
jeans, drawing them and the panties down her legs and 
off.

 She fell backward on the couch, giggling still and 
shaking her head. Dave licked his lips as he beheld 
that pretty little pussy, all spread out for him.

 He grabbed her leg, pulled her sideways on the couch, 
and then spread both legs far apart. Paige didn't 
resist or do much of anything, except sigh and blink 
her eyes.

 He lay down next to her, pulling his own pants down. 
They kissed again, his hand sliding up and down her 
tight little body, moving roughly over her rounded 
titties, pinching her nipples and then twisting them a 
little. His mouth moved down onto her right nipple 
again, sucking and chewing it hard.

 His hand was between her legs, rubbing and squeezing 
her cuntmound. He searched for her clitty, his fingers 
seizing the little flap of skin and rubbing it between 
them. Paige jerked her hips upward and grunted in 
surprise and pleasure.

 "Like that babe?" he grinned.

 "Mmmmmmmm." she sighed.

 He rubbed her clitty some more, kissing her cheek, 
then her lips again. Paige squirmed and he rolled onto 
her, pulling her legs further apart as he poised his 
hard cock at her entrance.

 "Gonna fuck you good babe." he groaned. He rubbed his 
cockhead up and down her slit, pressing firmly. He 
found her channel and jammed forward, making her grunt 
with pain.

 His cockhead pushed into her, spreading her cuntlips 
apart as he applied more pressure.

 "H...hurts." she mumbled.

 "Don't worry baby, It'll be fine soon." he grunted. He 
pushed harder, forcing her cunt open. His prick slid 
into her, the cockhead passing her lips and moving into 
the entrance of her cunt tube.

 "Mmrrawmmmmm." she complained, trying to throw him 
off.

 He shoved his hips forward, pushing her fluttering 
hands back above her head and holding the two of them 
together with one hand. His cock slid deeper into her 
body, encountering her cherry. He grunted when he 
realized what it was, then grinned. He might've known 
she'd be a fuckin' cherry.

 He pushed harder, then pulled back slightly. He threw 
his hips down then, jamming his prickhead against her 
cherry, which bowed inward, then tore suddenly. Paige 
whined and jerked against him.

 He pushed down again, sliding down her cunt three or 
four more inches.

 "Almost there babe," he told the whimpering girl.

 He pulled back, then humped down again, his cock 
sliding deep into her chamber, down to the bottom of 
her fuck box. He groaned and laid atop her unmoving, 
his cock buried in her belly.

 "Oh yeah," he sighed, feeling her soft cunt spasming 
around his cockshaft.

 He kissed her again, his free hand sliding up and down 
across her titties.
"Nice and tight babe." he sighed.

 He abandoned his hold on her wrists, both his hands 
going under her and enveloping her legs above the 
knees. He picked them up and let them rest against his 
chest and shoulders. His ass rose slowly, then fell, 
then rose slowly and fell.

 He started to get into a good rhythm, fucking his cock 
down into her tight sheath with regular, even strokes. 
He liked to pull his prong all the way up so his 
cockhead was just inside her, then slide it down full 
into her fuck hole again.

 His chest pressed against her legs, making them rise 
and fall with him, pressing them into her swelling 
tits. Her face looked upward in confusion, eyes wide.

 His hands sized her breasts, squeezing them tight as 
he picked up the pace. He moved quickly, feeling his 
balls tingle, and his cock pulse. He was going to cum, 
he knew. He shoved his cock balls deep, then began 
fucking furiously in tight fast strokes, mashing his 
cockhead against the bottom of her pit.

 Then he came, driving himself fully into her, and 
letting his cum spew out, the hot sticky juice shooting 
out in a rapid series of spurts.

 Continued in part 2...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy.  The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.  Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story;  should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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