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Triplet X Love Times 2 - Book 1: The Honeymoon Week
by DoubleDxxx (txlt2@yahoo.com)
***
The Merger of two sexually charged families, through
the matrimony of the parents, leads to mergers all
around from the merger of the servants, to the merger
of the children's bands to the merger of the two sets
of identical triplets themselves. (teen couples, bi,
inc, bd, orgy)
***
Chapter One – The Wedding
Laura Irving paced nervously back and forth in the
small second-floor room of the chapel where she was to
change into her wedding dress. Hannah, Lana and Ana all
followed her with her eyes as she reached one end of
the room and quickly turned around to walk back the
other way.
"Ummm, Mom?" said Hannah, the oldest of the three 15
year old triplets, "shouldn't you be getting into your
dress now? The wedding should be starting soon."
"It's just that I am so nervous. I mean I know that I
am doing the right thing, Stan is perfect, it's as
though we were made for each other, and I love his
kids, but how will all these changes affect you girls?"
"Mom," Lana said, "we've been through all this.
Everything is going to work out fine. You and Stan love
each other, and even if we hate those three brats of
his, that doesn't change how happy he makes you."
"You hate his bra—his kids?" Laura said surprised.
"Lana is just kidding Mom," Ana quickly said, adding
"she's still mad because they got to sit in the front
of the car the other day."
"Yeah Mom," Lana said now also nervous, "you know we
are all going to be one big happy family."
There was a knock on the door and before she could even
ask who it was Pietro, their butler/nanny/cook etc. of
the last seven years walked in.
"Laura," he said, noting she had only gotten as far as
putting on a bra and panties, "everyone has arrived you
should be getting ready."
"Oh Pietro, I'm so glad you are here! Maybe you can
help me kill some of these last minute nerves, please."
Understanding what she was asking, Pietro walked up to
her and bent her over a chair pulling down her panties.
He studied the soft blond hair between her pink pussy
for a few moments before dropping his own pants and
quickly extracting his semi-hard dick. The girls
gathered around them and before he inserted his dick
into its final destination he allowed Lana to suck it
to its full 8 inches of erection.
In the meantime Hannah prepared the way in their
mother's pussy by sucking on it, licking all around
Laura's pussy lips and sticking her tongue deep inside
her hole getting Laura's juices flowing.
When all was ready, Lana released Pietro's dick and, as
Hannah moved away from her mother's hole, he sunk it in
her in one quick movement, not stopping until it was
completely in her. Pietro then began to fuck her
violently and quickly, using rapid strokes in and out
of Laura's pussy. Laura quickly began to calm down as
she entered a blissful place that seemed like heaven
itself. She just loved Pietro's 8 inches deep inside of
her, as much as she loved her daughter's tongues, her
dildo's and anything else that could be found to insert
in her pussy.
After several minutes Laura sensed that Pietro was
close to cumming and said, "Don't cum in me, I don't
want to be leaking cum on my way to the altar."
"I've got it mom," Lana said, extracting Pietro's cock
and sucking softly on it, letting it reach the back of
her throat then extracting it until only the crown was
left lying on her tongue. To hurry the procedure along
she softly bit Pietro's cock and was rewarded by a
flush of hot liquid flowing into her mouth as Pietro's
cock expanded and exploded. Lana, like her mother and
all her sisters loved the taste of cum. She gulped and
swallowed all of it as it continued to pour into her
mouth.
While Lana worked on cleaning up Pietro, Ana and Hannah
had taken over finishing their mother's blissful
moment. As soon as Pietro's dick had been extracted,
Hannah had fallen to her knees and glued her mouth to
her mother's pussy, sticking two fingers in and pumping
as she sucked and licked as hard as she could wanting
to fill her mouth with the sweet nectar that was her
mother.
Ana, not wanting to be left out, bent over her mother
and began to run her tongue around the rim of Laura's
asshole, pushing from time to time, trying to insert
her tongue in Laura's ass. As she finally succeeded,
the sensations were just too much for Laura and she
exploded into Hannah's mouth, her juices flowing like a
waterfall. Hannah happily drunk up the nectar and
didn't stop licking and sucking until there was nothing
more left.
As the girls all stood up and helped their mother, now
much calmer, stand, Laura said, ""hank you so much
Pietro, I so needed that, and thank you three also, I
owe you each a good pussy sucking when this is over.
Now help me get dressed, I bet Stan has been ready for
hours."
***
In the small room on the first floor, where Stan and
his boys were dressing, the situation was quite similar
to Laura's.
"What is wrong with you dad?" Don said. "You need to
get into your tuxedo. Amy has already helped all three
of us finish dressing and you are still in your
underwear."
"Just a few butterflies, I think," Stan said, "I know
I'm doing the right thing, Laura is everything I every
dreamed of, but I think some things may have to change
drastically when we add four more people to our family
at once."
"I think those Irving triplets are hot," Ron said,
"it's a pity that they have to be our sisters; I'd love
to screw each of them every night."
"And why can't you," John said, "I know I am."
"Boys," their father said annoyed, but at the same time
a little excited at the thought of his triplet sons in
bed with Laura's triplet daughters every night, "you
can't be thinking that way!"
"And why not dad," John asked, "you're dick seems to
like the idea."
"Yeah," Ron added, "looks like he gives the idea of us
fucking our new sisters a standing ovation."
Stan looked down at where his sons were looking and
said, "Oh great, how am I supposed to walk down the
aisle like this? Amy can you give me a hand, or better
yet a mouth?"
Amy, who had finished with the last of the boys
tuxedos, walked over to their father and without
hesitating dropped to her knees and fished out Stan's
semi-erect cock. She quickly opened her mouth and
allowed Stan to insert his cock, which quickly grew to
its full 9 inches, into it. As the boys, gathered
around they all smiled, knowing how good Amy's blow
jobs were; in the nine years she had worked with the
Anderson family as their housekeeper she had sucked and
fucked every one of them every possible way invented.
As the boys all watched Amy deep throat their father,
they all began to grow large lumps of their own in the
fronts of their pants. By the time Stan's cock exploded
in Amy's mouth, all the boys had had to fish their
cocks out because the strain was too much. Their dicks
were only seven inches in full erection, but that was
considered big for 15 year olds still growing and
developing. As Amy finished drinking all of Stan's cum,
the boys formed a line to wait their turn.
"Boys, we don't have much time," Stan said as he got to
his feet and began dressing.
"That's okay sir, I can handle it." Amy said dropping
her skirt to reveal she had no panties on. "Just pick a
hole boys, we'll do this all at once, but only cum in
my mouth. I can't look like a drippy faucet at your
dad's wedding."
As Don stood in front of Amy, sticking his dick
straight up her pussy and pumping, Ron moved behind her
and began doing the same to her ass. John in the
meantime got a chair and placing it at her side stood
on it and as she turned her head she was able to suck
his cock straight into her mouth. As she allowed the
other two to continue pumping her bottom holes she
worked furiously to get John off first, and with her
deep-throating skills, this was quickly accomplished.
In no time at all, she was drinking all of the cum that
John was shooting into her mouth. She continued to suck
and swallow until he was completely clean, then sensing
that Don was next to go she extracted his cock and
bending down sucked it into her mouth just as it blew.
As she began to drink all of Don's offering she felt
Ron about to blow and tried to get him to slow down a
little until she was finished with Don, however Ron
couldn't control himself and he let himself go in her
ass as she was still drinking what was left of Don's
orgasm.
Amy decided to just enjoy the feeling of warm hot cum
flowing into both her ass and her mouth at the same
time, she truly loved cum. When she was finished with
Don, and had completely cleaned him off, she waited
until she was sure Ron was finished to dislodge him
then turning angrily said, "Ron, what did I say?"
"I'm sorry Amy," Ron said sheepishly, "it's just that
your ass was so hot and tight that there was no way
that I could stop, can you forgive me?"
"I'll forgive you as soon as you get on your knees and
clean my ass completely young man!"
Ron smiled and said, "No problem there." He quickly got
on his knees and began to tongue and lick Amy's butt,
sucking all the cum he had just place there, not
stopping until there was nothing else to drink.
After a few minutes Amy walked forward seeking to
escape the torturous pleasure that Ron's mouth was
sending through her body. "That's enough boy; leave
some for later will you."
Everyone laughed at this and turning they noticed that
their father was now completely dressed and ready to
take the walk down the aisle.
***
As the wedding march began, Stan waited at the altar
before the Minister that would perform the ceremony. He
looked to his side at the best man. Harry looked like a
nice guy, but strangely enough, he really didn't know
the guy at all. His best man was actually his soon to
be brother-in-law, Laura's only brother. She had begged
Stan to let Harry be best man at their wedding, and he
had agreed with one small condition, she had to let
Susan (his only sister) be the maid of honor. Laura
instantly agreeing that it was a fair deal accepted.
As Stan noticed people suddenly looking back, he turned
to see the first couple of the wedding procession, the
four year old son of Clark (his neighbor, best friend
and first choice for best man) and a four year old girl
he didn't personally know but understood to be a first
cousin of Laura's. The ring bearer and the flower girl
seemed to be a perfect couple themselves.
The next three couples would be his and Laura's
children, in his head Stan rolled over the phrase, "the
Anderson kids" he had agreed, of his own accord, to
adopt Laura's girls and give them his name. The girls
had never known their true father: Some low life that
had left Laura pregnant at the age of 15 and
disappeared never to be seen or heard from again. He
felt sorry for the girls, his boys had never known
their mother either, but it wasn't because she had
never loved them, or had abandoned them.
Jena, his first true love (if you can call the love of
a 15 year old true love) had died giving birth to the
triplets, the doctors said that she was just too young
to be giving life to so many at once, they said it was
a miracle they could save all the boys. Letting his
mind return to the current situation he saw the
children begin to emerge. It had been agreed that they
would be paired off in order of birth and would march
in that order: Therefore, John and Hannah were the
first couple, followed by Ron and Ana, with Don and
Lana as the last couple.
Behind them was his sister Susan, she sure looked
beautiful in that gown. As he thought of her his cock
gave a small twitch, though he hadn't seen her for
almost nine years, memories of their times together
still gave him some great orgasms. He smiled to himself
as he thought that his boys would probably call him a
hypocrite for being mad at their idea of screwing their
new sisters. "If they knew the things my sister and I
have done, they'd be shocked to death."
Stan looked behind Susan and saw Laura beginning her
march. If Susan looked beautiful, then there just was
no word to describe what Laura looked like. He smiled
as he remembered that it had only been a year ago that
they had met in a chat room for single parents of
multi-birth children.
They had been surprised by how similar their life
stories were, they had both been blessed at the age of
fifteen with triplets and cursed to raise them alone
(though he never really thought of it as a curse), all
their children were now 15 themselves and they had both
managed to succeed pretty well in life. Enough so that
they both had an additional member in their household,
a hired aid that had become more like an additional
family member. They had agreed early that they would
keep both Amy and Pietro, double the kids meant double
the help needed.
Stan suddenly took a deep breath as he realized that
Laura was now standing next to him, he took her hand
and they turned to face the minister and their new
lives together.
Chapter Two – Honeymoon Preparations
Both the wedding and the celebration had gone
beautifully without any problem whatsoever. Now only
one part of the wedding tradition was left and this was
the one that had both Stan and Laura a little worried.
"Are you sure we shouldn't wait to have our honeymoon
at a later time." Laura said nervously. "After the kids
are more comfortable with the new house and with each
other I mean?"
"Actually, I'm not sure," Stan said smiling,
"unfortunately all our tickets and reservations are
non-refundable." He laughed letting her know he was
joking and then said in a more serious tone. "Actually
honey, I think it might be better for the kids to get
to know each other without us there, pressuring them to
get along. Pietro and Amy will be with them, and it is
only going to be for two weeks."
Looking around the master bedroom of their new house
Laura said, "This house sure is beautiful."
"The beautiful thing about it is that it has a full
bathroom on every floor." Stan said. "I hope the girls
enjoy their room. I know the boys are crazy about
theirs, they especially love the computer system and
the plasma TV's."
"Oh, the girls love them too; they especially love how
the whole house uses the same super fast network and
how all their laptops and handhelds can connect to it."
"It is a Wireless network and pretty much everything is
connected to it. We should be getting ready to leave;
the cab will be here soon."
"There's still half-an-hour," Laura said slyly,
"there's time."
"Time for what," Stan asked, sure that he already knew
the answer.
"Well," Laura said, removing her clothes and lying
naked on the bed. "Do you really want our first time as
husband and wife to be away from our own beautiful
bed?"
"Actually," Stan said dropping his own pants to reveal
his fully erect cock, "I do need some relief before we
travel."
As he finished stripping Stan dropped to his knees
before Laura's wide open pussy and began feasting at
her hole, he had fallen in love with her taste from the
first second he had sampled it. He could stay glued to
her crotch for the full two weeks of their honeymoon.
As he continued to lick he got on the bed with her and
without removing his tongue from her pussy he turned
her over so that she was lying on top of him with his
dick in her face, she quickly opened her mouth and let
his full nine inches into her throat in one swallow.
***
In their room, the boys were watching the first
official joining of Mr. and Mrs. Anderson: "Wow," Ron
gasped, "did you see how she just took all of dad in at
once? Not even Amy can do it that quickly."
"Our new mom sure has a beautiful pussy. Do you think
she would let us suck and fuck her?" Don asked.
"Don't be silly," John said. "You shouldn't be thinking
things like that; At least not until she gets back from
her two weeks alone with Dad."
"The camera system we added throughout the house sure
seems to be working great" Said Ron. "Why don't you
check the girl's room and see what they're doing?"
John punched a key on his keyboard and the scene on the
45 inch plasma TV (which had been connected to their
computer) changed. They were now looking at the girls,
but there was nothing going on except for unpacking as
the girls settled into their new room. John punched
another key and they were looking into Amy's room, it
was however empty as both she and Pietro were attending
to all last minute preparations for their parents'
departure.
"Just go back to Mom and Dad," Ron said, Then added, "I
like saying that, Mom it seems nice."
"Yeah, but not as nice a looking at that pussy of hers–
oh—looks like Dad is ready to fuck her now." As John
said this, they watched Stan jump off the bed and walk
around to where Laura's pussy was on the edge of the
bed; he pulled her feet over her shoulders and began to
ram his cock deep into her pink, juicy pussy. He
decided to use a slow rhythm at first, teasing her a
little and almost driving her crazy with despair and
desire to be violently assaulted.
"Faster! Harder! Fuck me to death, Stan! Let me feel it
now!"
Taking her cue Stan began to truly ram his cock in and
out of her, like a pile driver, she gave a scream of
contentment as he continued this violent fucking until
she felt his cock grow even larger and explode deep in
her pussy. She felt so blissful that she almost fainted
as she felt the warm rush of cum in her pussy. When
Stan finished cumming he climbed the bed and stuck his
cock in Laura's mouth to be cleaned. She joyfully
licked and sucked what was left of Stan's cum and
leaving his cock completely clean said, "Now I need a
little cleaning up."
Stan quickly dropped back on his knees in front of her
mushy pussy and began to drink all the liquids found
there. As Laura felt his tongue once more in her, and
as he gently bit her swollen clit, she gave another
little scream and had a final powerful orgasm that
shook her entire body. Stan continued to drink up all
of her sweet nectars and lick her completely clean
until there was nothing left to clean."
"Wow," Ron said, "Did you see how much she just came.
God I can't wait to taste her."
"What did I just say about that kind of thinking, Ron?"
"Yeah," Don said smiling, "like you're not thinking the
same thing."
Before John could say anything they heard a sound in
the bathroom that connected their room and the girls.
Quickly pressing a key they saw that one of the girls,
they really didn't know which as they had not yet
learned how to tell the exact triplets apart, was in
the bathroom and was lowering her panties apparently
preparing to pee. As she sat on the bowl and they saw
her golden showers running, the boys watched as she
cleaned herself off, taking care to zoom in on her
pussy.
"That looks damn tasty." Don said.
"It looks just like Mom's." Ron said.
"Hey, what is she doing?" Don suddenly asked.
They watched as, having finished cleaning herself,
their new sister remained sitting on the bowl with her
hand in her pussy. Zooming in well, they were able to
see that she had two fingers pumping in and out of her
pussy and she was drawing slow circles around her clit
with her thumb. She had a glazed look on her eyes as
she continued this behavior until she suddenly arched
her back and gasping, smiled and gave a content look.
The boys saw as her cum gushed out of her pussy and she
just sat there letting the rest flow freely.
"Wow, what a gusher," John said respectfully. "Guys I
think we will definitely be able to have a little fun
with our new sisters.
"Well with one at least." Ron said.
The boys suddenly heard a knock on the door and quickly
turning off the plasma TV and computer monitor said,
"Come in."
Amy stuck her head through the door and said, "Your
parents are getting ready to leave and they want to see
everyone downstairs before they go."
"We'll be right down Amy." John said getting up.
As they walked outside they noticed Pietro at the door
of the girls' room, obviously delivering the same
message. Soon everyone was gathered in the family room
on the first floor; Stan and Laura giving their final
instructions and good-byes. The boys were looking with
great interest at the girls, trying to see if they
could figure out which one had just been in the
bathroom. Unfortunately they were all dressed exactly
alike and they all looked just the same, and none of
them looked like anything out of the ordinary had just
happened.
As Stan looked at one of the girls and said, "Ana can
you pass me those keys on the table next to you." The
boys gave a look of shock.
Laura noticed their surprise and asked, "Is something
wrong boys?"
John quickly calmed and said, "It's nothing mom, it's
just, how can you tell them apart," then thinking
better said, "I mean, I know how you could, but Dad?"
The girls giggled at this and they saw their dad smile.
"It's not a joke," Ron added a little annoyed, "I mean
look at them, they are exactly the same."
"Some would say the same about you three," Ana said
smiling.
"Stan," Laura said, "I think the kids are right, I
think the last thing we do before we go and leave them
to get to know each other should be to let them know
how to tell each other apart."
"That would really help a lot," Don said.
Looking at the boys, their father said, "Well boys,
your new sisters can be a little hard to tell apart, as
they will never wear anything different, but if you
look closely at their tops you'll see the secret to
always knowing which is which.
They stared at their new sisters, taking maybe more
time than they needed to study their breasts,
everything looked exactly the same. Ron was the first
to say, "Ohhh--" and after giving a smile he said,
"That's Ana, that's Lana and that's Hannah." As he
pointed each one out they gave a little bow.
"How can you tell Ron?" Don asked.
John suddenly gave a laugh and said, "oh yeah? I can't
believe I never saw it!" He pointed to the side of the
girls tops and said, "See Don, they are not as exactly
the same as we thought, notice the letters on the side
of the tops?"
Don took a closer look and noticed for the first time
that though the tops looked exactly the same, each
actually had a different letter, an "A" for Ana, an "L"
for Lana and an "H" for Hannah. "Oh, well that's easy,"
Don said, "if you know to look for it."
"Every single top that your sisters own is engraved
with a letter." Laura said, "So you will always know
which one you are talking to."
"The first thing we do when we buy new clothes is sew a
letter on it," Ana said. She then pulled out a chain
she was wearing from under her top, adding "And if you
ever run into us nude, we'll always have these." The
boys quickly saw that it also had a letter "A".
"Now what about you three," Hannah said, "how do we
tell you apart?"
"The difference in the boys is actually easier to
spot," Stan said, "but a little harder to decipher. I
color coded them." He said with a laugh.
The girls looked at the boys and saw everything exactly
the same except for their belts and the stones in the
necklaces around their necks. These, though also the
same were of different colors.
"So who is blue, who is green and who is red," Ana
asked.
"Well Ron is red of course," Stan said. "John is blue
and Don is green, to remember the last two just
remember that since Don is the youngest he is always
green with envy."
The girls giggled at the look Don gave his father, but
then they all had a good laugh as Stan and Laura hugged
all the kids and stepped out as they heard their taxi
honking.
***
Looking back from the door of the taxi at the kids that
had followed them out for a final wave, Stan said, "Bye
all; now be good, you have two weeks to really get to
know each other."
"Don't worry Dad," John said, "I've a feeling we're
going to get along just fine."
"Yeah Dad," Hannah said, trying out the word "Dad" for
the first time, "you and mom just go and enjoy
yourselves."
Giving them the final wave he climbed into the taxi and
the kids watched as it rode away, leaving them for what
promised to be an exciting two weeks for all.
Chapter Three - Wild Girls
As they went back in the house John asked the girls if
they wanted to start getting acquainted.
"Not right now," Hannah said looking at her sisters,
"it's been a long day, how about turning in early for
once?"
As the other girls nodded their consent they all headed
for the stairs to the second floor. The girls quickly
entered their room as the boys continued to theirs.
Once in their room Ana nearly ripped her clothes off
saying, "I swear I'm going to put up a sign saying 'NO
CLOTHES ALLOWED' it feels so weird!"
"I know what you mean," Hannah said, also dropping her
clothes and stretching in the nude.
As Lana followed suit, laying down nude on the king
size bed she asked, "I like it that they only put in
one bed for all of us instead small separate beds."
"This bed is great for our favorite hobby," Ana said.
"Do you think it was Mom's idea?"
"I don't think so," Hannah answered, "this whole house
was a surprise wedding present from Dad." Giving a
small smile she said, "Dad… I like that."
"Yeah, it is so cool to be able to finally say it."
Then Lana added. "And I think I'm going to like being
able to say 'my brothers' also." As she said this she
started pumping her fingers in her wide open pussy.
"I know what you're thinking about as you say that,"
Ana said slyly.
"Do you think they are big? I mean I know they are
probably not Pietro sized but—well you know what I
mean!"
"Yes Lana," Hannah said dropping on her knees in front
of Lana's open pussy, "we know." She then inserted her
tongue as Lana removed her fingers to make space in her
wet hole. Ana quickly lay on the floor under Hannah so
that her face was right under Hannah's sweet and juicy
pussy. As Ana began to eat her sister she began pumping
her own pussy, inserted as many as four fingers at a
time and pinching and rubbing her clit.
"So they're turning in early—ehhh." John commented as
he watched the girls on the big screen.
"I'd like to do some turning in that!" exclaimed Ron as
he watched Ana's hand working furiously in her pussy.
"Look at them go, why aren't we in there with them?"
"Ron, we can't just walk in on them and say, 'would you
like to have sex with us', we need to get to know them
better, and give them a chance to know us."
"I think that's just wasting valuable fucking time."
Ron said to John.
"For once I'm on Ron's side." Don said. "John, what
better way for us to get to know each other than having
sex together?"
"Look at them John," Ron implored, "do you really think
they would turn us down.
"What I'm seeing is that they love to get each other
off. They obviously love pussy, but we can't just
assume that they love all sex. Even if we ask them
nicely if they want to get in bed with us, and they
find it insulting, it could not only ruin any future
chance we have with them, it could put a strain on
Dad's marriage, and do you really want to do that after
just one day?"
"Why do you have to be so smart?" Ron complained
"Because I'm the oldest," John answered.
"Yeah," Ron giggled, "by 5 minutes. Hey—"he added, what
are they doing now?"
Unaware of the show they were putting on for the boys,
both Hannah and Ana got up from the floor and went over
to a drawer. They had their backs to the camera so the
boys couldn't make out what they were doing, but when
they turned around they were both wearing extra thick,
12 inch strap-on dildos.
***
"Oh my God," Don said when he realized what he was
seeing, "look at the size of those things."
"There's no way that they are thinking of—" Ron left
his sentence unfinished as he saw Hannah lay on her
back in the bed, the fake penis pointing straight up.
Lana, who had remained on her back, turned and
straddled her sister, guiding the head of the dildo to
her hole with a hand between her legs.
"There is no way that can fit." Don said as he watched
Lana slowly lowering herself on the dildo, inch by inch
disappearing into her pink pussy.
After a few minutes Lana was lying directly on top of
Hannah, their breasts touching and their tongues
dancing in each others mouths.
"I don't believe it." Ron said with awed respect, but
then added in a shocked voice, "No way!"
As they looked on the boys saw as Ana came up behind
Lana and, after tonguing Lana's ass hole for several
minutes, placed the head of her dildo at Lana's
rosebud. She applied some force but Lana's asshole was
resisting. Hannah pumped Lana's pussy a few times and
Lana's ass relaxed enough for Ana to get the head of
her dildo in Lana's little hole. Once she accomplished
this she slowly inched forward, letting more and more
of the dildo in Lana's ass; finally resting only when
her pubic hairs rubbed against Lana's ass cheeks.
The boys watched the look of absolute bliss on Lana's
face as she found herself totally stuffed from both
ends. Then they watched as both Ana and Hannah began to
pump in unison and Lana seemed to find herself in a
disembodied heaven as the sensations flowed through
both her pussy and her ass. This scene proved too much
for Ron and Don and they quickly stripped, their full
sized cocks extended before them.
They fell on the bed in a sixty-nine and as John
continued to watch his new sisters in action, he soon
got up and went over to where Ron's ass was pointing at
him from the end of the bed as he lay on top of Don,
their dicks pumping in each others mouths. In minutes
John had stripped also and was pumping his dick in
Ron's asshole.
Soon the images of their sisters were forgotten as they
lost themselves in their own lustful feelings and
joyous sensations.
In the meantime, in the girls' room Lana continued to
be pumped from both ends, the moans coming from all the
girls and the sloshing of the dildos in the two holes
was all to be heard. The ripe smell of their excitement
was intoxicating as Lana approached a body shaking
orgasm that made her scream she arched her back and was
completely overcome laying almost lifeless between her
two sisters.
After pumping a few more times Ana said, "I think we
better stop a while, Hannah."
"Yeah, Sis," Hannah agreed with a smile, "I think we
may have actually killed our sister with joy."
"Yeah, but I'm the next to die." As Ana said this she
slowly extracted the dildos from Lana's ass, bending
down to suck the liquids flowing from her sister's
rear. After a few minutes, Ana stood up again and
helped Lana to slowly stand and extract the dildo still
in her pussy; once it was completely out, Lana weakly
lay down on her back, her vagina flowing fluids like
the Niagara. Ana bent down and sucked on it, and sucked
on it, and sucked on it until there was nothing left to
drink. When Ana was finished she removed her strap-on
and mounted Hannah, taking over Lana's newly vacated
position.
As Lana watched Ana begin to ride the giant dildo, she
decided that she needed a break in the restroom. She
walked over to it still lost in ecstasy from the super-
fucking her sisters had just given her. As she peed in
the bowl, she actually had another body shaking orgasm,
triggered by the mere sensation of the golden fluids
flowing through her pee hole.
She wanted to re-enter her room quietly without
disturbing her sisters, she planned to sneak up on Ana
and stick her tongue right up her ass, however, she was
so dazed by this last orgasm that when she silently
opened the door, her mouth dropped open in a silent
scream as she realized she had headed in the wrong
direction.
She found herself staring at her new brothers, in
almost the same situation she had just found herself
with her sisters. Two of them were laying in a sixty-
nine in erotic heaven pumping the cum from each others
dicks (and what nice large dicks they were) while the
third was pumping his seed into the ass of one of the
others, his back to her.
"Yeah," she heard this one say, "I'm cumming fast Ron,
though I would rather be cumming in them right now!"
Lana noticed that the one who had spoken turned his
head to the side and looked at something on the wall as
he said this. Following his gaze Lana gave another
gasp, this one almost audible, if not for the moaning
of her brothers as they came. She slowly and quietly
backed out of the room and tried to think of the best
thing to do.
After a few minutes Lana simply walked back into her
own room and walking over to her sisters stuck her
tongue in Ana's ass and licked and sucked like she was
possessed. She bought her hand between her sisters'
cunts and finding each of their clits pulled and
pinched, driving them both crazy until they could not
take it anymore and they were both cumming buckets.
As they started to come down from their sensual high,
Lana stuck her tongue deep in Ana's pussy drinking her
flowing fluids as she dismounted her sister. As Ana was
completely cleaned and Hannah removed her dildo, Lana
dove into Hannah's cunt drinking up all her fluids as
well. Without another word Lana walked over to the wall
and turned off the light, returning to slip into bed
with her sisters.
Only when she sure that it was too dark to be seen did
she open her mouth and say, "we're being watched."
"What?" Hannah nearly shouted.
"Watched," Ana repeated. "What do you mean watched?"
Lana slowly began to explain everything she had just
seen in the boys' room, getting wet again between her
knees as she gave a very descriptive account of their
actions and their cocks.
"So when you looked toward the plasma TV you saw us?"
Hannah said unbelievingly.
"Do you think they can hear us," Ana asked.
"No," Hannah said, "it's obviously just a computer
camera, probably sends its signals through the same
wireless network that controls most of the house."
"So he said he wanted to be cumming in us," Ana asked.
"So why are we in here and not in there?"
"No!" Lana said angrily.
"Actually if they are as horny as we are, it could be
very satisfying." Hannah said.
"Yeah Lana," Ana said, "I mean does it really bother
you that we are being watched. Actually it makes me
feel even extra hornier knowing they can see us."
"Being watched doesn't bother me," Lana said, "being
spied on does!"
"There's a difference?" Hannah asked.
"Hell yeah," Lana said angrily, "they're free to watch
us all they want if they ask first and also provide us
with a way to watch them, but being watched against our
knowledge is wrong. They want to cum in us, fine,
they'll get their chance, and many more I'm sure, but
first, they need a little lesson taught them."
"What are you thinking of doing," Ana asked.
"I'm not sure yet, but while they are out tomorrow
morning we'll be studying this little surveillance
system of theirs. Let's sleep on it."
The boys watched as their new sisters turned off the
lights and fell asleep.
"Man that was some show." Ron said. "Do you think it
will be like that every night?"
"I don't know," John said, "but our new sisters are
definitely a trio of wild girls."
Chapter Four – Honeymoon Blues
Stan and Laura had agreed that for their honeymoon they
wanted nothing better than to be isolated from the real
world and fuck like crazy until time arrived for them
to return. One week after the honeymoon was over, new
responsibilities would come for all of them. Stan was
starting a new job as head accountant of a multi-
billion dollar corporation, Laura would begin her life
as a housewife and mother of six, and the kids would
all be starting as freshmen in the local private high
school.
On returning, Stan and Laura planned to dedicate the
entire remaining week of freedom to the new Anderson
Family and to making certain everyone was comfortable
with each other. These first two weeks of their
matrimony, however, there was to be no family, no co-
workers, no schools, there was to be only each other.
That had been the plan, anyway, but unfortunately, they
couldn't really find anywhere to go that fit these
requirements of isolation. In the end, they decided to
rent a luxury yacht and sail to the middle of the
Caribbean Ocean. Unfortunately, since neither of them
knew how to sail, and since they figured that once in a
while they might have to leave their cabin to eat, they
opted to allow one other couple to exist for these
first two weeks.
That couple was Henry and Josephine Carter, owners of
the yacht. They would act as the total crew while
trying to be as invisible as possible.
As their taxi arrived at the docks, Henry and Josephine
were waiting to greet the Andersons. Stepping out of
the cab Stan held the door open for Laura. Their
driver, in the meantime, went to pull their bags out of
the trunk.
Stan turned to Henry and holding out his hand said,
"Permission to come aboard, Sir."
Henry smiled, instantly liking the young couple (though
not much younger than he and his wife) and replied,
"Permission granted. You can go right aboard. I'll
handle your bags. You'll be staying in cabin 1."
Stan gave him a quick nod and picking Laura up, carried
her aboard, following Josephine to his cabin.
Once inside the cabin Stan laid Laura on the huge bed
he found there and started to take off her clothes.
"You know," Laura said smiling, "I can undress myself."
"Not tonight, tonight you can't do anything except
enjoy yourself." As he said this, he began to strip
himself, having finished with Laura. Stan jumped on the
bed and straddling Laura's chest presented his thick
dick to her mouth.
"Oh, goody," Laura said, joyously, "A cocktail,
already." And with that said, she sucked Stan's cock
entirely down her throat.
Stan pulled out a little and then back in, working up a
rhythm as he fucked her face. Laura used her tongue,
teeth, throat and every other part of her mouth as she
pleasured Stan. With her expert ministrations, Stan was
moaning and groaning in no time, and quickly his cock
grew in Laura's mouth as it exploded, presenting Laura
with mouthful after mouthful of his precious love
offering.
As she gulped and swallowed all of his cum, cleaning
Stan's cock completely, Laura gave Stan a glassy-eyed
look that simply screamed, "Your turn to drink!"
Stan began to move down Laura's body, stopping to suck
the nipples of first one, then the other, of Laura's
perfect boobs. When Stan continued his journey down
Laura's body, he made no more stops until his tongue
was deep in her very wet love box. As he licked and
sucked at her pussy, he stuck first one, then two and
finally three fingers in her hole and he began to pump
them in and out.
At the same time, he locked his lips around her swollen
clit as he tickled it with his tongue. Laura was
writhing and moaning loudly, then, she screamed as she
felt Stan, lightly, bite her clit. Her eyes glazed and
her back arched and Stan glued his mouth to Laura's
pussy as her sweet nectars began to flow.
Stan continued slurping and drinking at her hole until
the well ran dry; he then looked up at her, his face
coated with her juices and said, "God I love the taste
of your pussy juice!"
"And I love your cum," Laura said bending toward his
mouth so she could kiss him, making sure to get a good
taste of herself. After all, Laura's own pussy would be
the only one to taste for two weeks. As she thought
that, she said, "I hope the kids are getting along as
well as we are."
"Knowing my boys, they're probably doing much more."
Then, catching himself, Stan added, "More than just
trying to get along I mean; I mean they're probably
trying to be true brothers." He finished with a nervous
smile and tried to hide it by locking lips with Laura
again and pushing his tongue into her mouth; getting
his tongue to dance merrily with hers.
Laura was glad for the interruption in conversation, as
she had almost said, "knowing my girls, probably more
than you can imagine."
Laura closed her eyes as the one black thought that
dampened her mind returned in full force. "How do I
tell my new husband that my 15 year old girls are not
only sexually active, but that I very much enjoy
joining them, and that in no way do I want to change
the special connection we have."
Laura looked a little blue as once more she told
herself, "He'll just never understand."
Stan felt a wall of coldness go up between him and
Laura. It was the same wall that always went up when
the subject of the kids was mentioned. Good hot sex
could usually break the wall down for a while, but they
couldn't have non-stop sex for the rest of their lives;
it would be nice to try, but he knew in the real world
it just couldn't be.
As usual, he attributed the wall solely to his secret
about the boys' sex drive, as well as his involvement
with Amy, who he loved, not as a servant, but as a
younger sister (he'd certainly done as much with her as
with his true sister). But, how was he to make his new
bride understand these kinds of things? "Shell probably
pack up her girls and get out of our lives forever if
she finds out," he thought finally, hiding a frown.
"Is it me, or do they not look as blissful as they did
a moment ago?" Josephine asked.
Henry took a moment to study the screen before them,
from behind his wife, where he was stuffing his cock in
her fiery red-headed pussy. "Ummm," he said, "they do
seem to have cooled off a bit. That doesn't mean we hat
to, though."
"I like his cock, I hope I can get him to fuck me,"
Josephine said dreamily.
"Honey, you can get anyone and anything with a cock to
fuck you."
"True, but tell me you wouldn't like to be stuffing
your cock in that tight little love hole of hers right
now, rather than in me."
Henry studied the screen for another minute, using a
remote control to zoom in on Laura's blond pussy. "I
have to admit it does look tasty," he said.
"Well, let's see what happens in a few days," Josephine
said as she dislodged Henry's cock from her pussy; she
turned around and bending down sucked it into her
mouth. Josephine then sucked on Henry until he had cum,
and cleaning him up said, "You should take advantage of
their break to announce our departure plans and request
their presence for a talk about life on board. The
galley is a good place to have it; we can have a snack
at the same time."
"Yeah," Henry said, "that's a good idea." Not taking
his eyes off of Laura's pussy on the screen he added,
"I'll do that right now."
Stan was about to drill his cock into Laura's pussy
when an announcement came over the intercom system;
"We'll be preparing to set sail in around 25 to 30
minutes," it said, "please join us in the galley for an
important, yet quick, briefing."
Both Stan and Laura actually welcomed the chance at a
break from the awkward silence that had suddenly taken
over the cabin.
"Good," they actually both thought at the same time,
"now maybe we can come back later and continue with no
thoughts of the kids."
They got off the bed and opening the cabin door, found
Josephine waiting for them outside. "I'll lead you to
the galley," she said, "We can talk there and have a
quick snack at the same time. After my husband gives
you a very boring lecture on maritime law in
international waters, as well as some safety tips and
emergency evacuation information, I'll take a minute to
show you where everything is on board."
"A tour," Laura questioned smiling, wondering how hard
it could be to find anything on a boat.
"Something like that," Josephine answered, also smiling
as she remembered Laura's beautiful cunt, fully open
and gushing juice. "You'd be surprised how hard it is
to find the bathroom when every single cabin door looks
exactly alike."
"Actually," Stan said, "both my wife and I are very
experienced at telling apart things that look exactly
alike." Stan said this jokingly, thinking of the kids,
but then suddenly became silent again, and, looking
serious thought, "I've got to try and get the kids out
of my mind! I wonder what they're doing right now."
Chapter Five – Amy's Self-Serving Talents
The next morning, the boys mentioned to the girls at
breakfast that they were planning to spend the day at
the beach and that they were welcome to join them if
they wished.
By the lustful look in the boys' eyes, the girls knew
that they had enjoyed the early morning show they had
put on for them. A show that started with mutual
masturbation, then pussy sucking and finished with
Hannah's pussy being stuffed by Ana's dildo as she bent
over the bed, directly in front of the camera. Lana had
then stuffed her dildo up Ana's ass as Ana fucked
Hannah. All the girls had cum at least two times before
going in to shower together and get cleaned up. The
knowledge that they were being watched truly fueling
their super-horny attitude.
"Thanks for asking," Lana said, actually sincerely
grateful, "but we were sort of planning on getting to
know the house a little better, today. You three have
been here for two weeks now, but we only arrived last
night."
"Not to mention," Ana added, "that we're no where near
finished unpacking."
John looked a little disappointed but said cheerfully,
"Yeah, I guess that's true, we do have a bit of a head
start on you. As soon as you're completely settled in,
though, we expect you to spend at least one full day
with us on the beach."
"Don't worry," Ana said, "soon we'll be in your lives
so much you'll be sorry our parents ever got together."
"No way", Don said, a little too quickly, then added
with a straight face, "I mean, I'm sure we'll be sorry
about that, Dad's so happy with Mom… you're Mom I
mean."
"She's your mom now too; you can call her 'Mom', it
doesn't bother us. We're not going to ask permission to
call Dad, 'Dad'."
"You don't have to Lana," John said, realizing that he
truly liked his new sisters, and not simply because
they were such hot, sex-crazed whores.
***
When the boys left, the girls found themselves in the
kitchen alone, for the first time, with Amy. None of
the girls had really had any opportunity to really
study Amy, so they took some time now to really look
her over.
Amy was incredibly thin, but thin really worked for
her, because, as the girls noticed, Amy was a knock-
out. She had started working for Stan at the age of 15,
when she first ran away from the abusive foster parents
she was living with. Amy had been left an orphan very
young, and had been in the system for years.
The girls kept staring at Amy as she worked to clean up
the dishes; they noted that her long red hair really
seemed to flow. Amy had noticed the girls' stares and,
smiling on the inside, thought, "Why don't I give them
something worth looking at?"
With that thought, Amy began to wipe the dish she was
currently cleaning dry, and as she moved to place it on
the sinks counter, elbowed a plastic bowl already on
there. The bowl, which was full of some leftover food
for the garbage disposal, banged to the ground,
spilling all the contents on the floor.
The sound startled the girls, who were currently
staring at Amy's nicely shaped boobs, back into
reality.
"Oh," Hannah said, "let me help you with that."
"Don't worry little mistress, it was going to the
garbage anyway."
Grabbing a mini-broom and garbage scoop, Amy bent down
right in front of the girls saying, "It'll only take a
minute."
"Oh—," Lana exclaimed loudly pointing out Amy's rear.
Then catching herself quickly said, "I mean, oh, that's
good."
Hannah and Ana hadn't needed Lana to point out what
had startled her, because as soon as Amy had bent down,
they had seen it too. Strangely enough, they had not
noticed before how short Amy's skirt was, but now they
couldn't miss it. As she bent down, Amy's skirt lifted
well above her ass cheeks, and since she wasn't wearing
any panties, the girls were treated to a front row view
of one of the most adoring pussies they'd ever seen.
Ana, especially, seemed mesmerized by Amy's cunt, she
couldn't immediately put her finger on it, but she
thought at first that something looked strange, then
realizing what it was she gasped out loud, "No hair!"
Lana and Hannah both stepped on her feet as, from her
bent down position Amy asked, "Sorry, did you say
something?" Amy was actually laughing on the inside as
she spread her legs (apparently to get closer to the
floor) and her pussy totally opened up letting the
girls see straight into the pink interior of her cunt,
which was obviously leaking juice.
Trying to fix her mistake Ana said quickly, "I said 'no
hair'-ry, no hurry at all. You can take all the time
you need to clean it up."
And take her time she did, Amy slowly swept the garbage
onto the scoop, and when she finally had it all, seemed
to rise in slow motion. She turned to see the girls
looking at her in awe.
"Is everything all right?" she asked.
"Alright," Lana questioned puzzled, then said, "oh yes,
it is definitely alright!"
"Yeah," Ana added, "it's the most beautiful thing I've
ever seen—the clean floor I mean."
"Why don't we go upstairs," Ana suggested, "We still
need to finish that unpacking."
"Yeah," Hannah agreed, "let's get upstairs now!"
"Definitely," Lana chimed in as she turned toward the
stairs and lead the way.
***
Once upstairs, the sisters once more stripped and
instantly formed a daisy chain of tongues in cunts. The
sight of Amy had so excited them that it wasn't long
before all three were cumming like crazy.
When they came up for air from each others pussies, Ana
said, "God, I needed that!"
"Did you guys see how smooth and soft her pussy looked
without any hair?" Lana asked. "I'd like to look like
that."
"She must shave regularly." Hannah said, and then
added, "I haven't sucked a hairless pussy in four
years."
"Do you think we'll get a chance to sample Amy?" Ana
asked hopefully.
"We definitely have to try," Lana said, "but first
things first, and the first thing we have to do is find
that camera and start planning our revenge."
Both Hanna and Ana looked worriedly at Lana and Ana
asked, "We're not going to do anything to hurt them or
make them real mad are we?"
"Yeah, Lana" Hannah said holding her head down as if
scared to look Lana in the eye, "I really like them, I
don't want them forever upset with us."
"I promise we won't do anything to damage our
relationship with them before it's even begun. We're
just going to give them a taste of their own medicine
and show them that we're not brainless. I guarantee
that when it is all over we will all be a lot closer."
"I hope you're right," Ana said. "So where do we
start?"
"Well," Lana said, "First we find that camera, and
since this will require a lot of computer know how,
Hannah will be in charge."
"There," Hannah said after just a minute of studying
the wall and ceiling in front of their bed. "The air
vent on the ceiling. I can just make out something
sticking out of it."
***
After fishing out the camera, Hannah, the true
electronic and computer genius of the trio made notes
such as the make, the type, and the serial number. She
then simply returned the camera to the vent exactly as
it was.
"Now we need to find some information about the program
running the camera." Hannah said.
"And where do we get that info?" Lana asked.
"Just follow me." Hannah said, leading the way to the
bathroom and straight through to the boys' room.
"Hannah," she we be barging into their room like this?"
Ana asked nervously.
"Just trust me will you, this is my department. Look,
there's their computer."
"Wow," Ana said as she looked around, "except for the
arrangement of the furniture, this is an exact copy of
our room, absolutely everything the same."
"Dad probably felt that the best way to show we all
meant the same was to start us all off exactly even."
Hannah said this as she sat the computer desk, there
she made note of the extra wire connecting the computer
to the Plasma TV. "See that wire," she pointed out,
"that's how they use the big screen to watch us."
Hannah then proceeded to turn on the computer, "if I'm
right, they've probably been too busy setting up this
surveillance system for all their uses to have even
considered individual accounts and password
protection." As the computer booted she added, "This
will be even easier than I thought, it was in
hibernation rather than off."
"Why does that make it easier?" Lana asked.
"Well, see for yourself, the last program they were
using is still open, and as I thought, it's the
surveillance program." Hannah clicked on a minimized
window and as it filled the screen, they saw their
empty bedroom.
"What's that list on the bottom?" Lana asked curiously,
noting the words across the bottom of the screen.
"Ana," Hannah said, "read them to me while I write."
As Ana begin to read she said, "It says: '1-Girls, 2-
Bath1, 3-Parents, 4-Bath2, 5-Amy, 6-Pietro, 7-Bath3, 8-
Family, and 9-Game."
"So what does it mean?" Lana asked again.
"I've got an idea," Hannah said pressing the 'F5' key
on the top of the keyboard.
"Hey, look," Lana said, "it's Amy. I guess she finished
cleaning up. Is that her room? Look at all those dildos
and sex toys hanging on the wall. It's like a freaking
sex shop."
"I think she is definitely our kind of girl." Ana said
smiling.
"She's taking her clothes off," Lana said excitedly.
"Hannah, can you put it on the big screen?"
"Just turn on the Plasma TV, it's probably already on
the right channel."
Ana spotted the remote control on the bed and switching
it on saw that Hannah was indeed correct. They watched
as Amy stretched for several minutes including a few
back to front and left to right splits that left her
pussy completely open.
"Is there any way to zoom in on her twat?" Lana asked
sticking a finger in her own naked pussy and pumping as
she watched Amy.
Hannah hit several keys with no results, and then
hitting one of the arrow keys noticed a shift in the
camera's view. Playing around with the rest of the
arrow keys, she found that she could center anything
she wanted to focus on in the room. She focused on Amy
then tried a few more keys without result, finally she
hit the '+' key on the number pad and received the
desired result of zooming in a bit on Amy. She hit the
key several times more, using the arrow keys to
continuously focus on her goal, and soon they were
treated to a full screen view of only Amy's open pussy.
"Wow," Lana said, "this is so cool!"
Hannah kept the camera focused on Amy's pussy until she
moved. Hannah then used the '-' key to zoom out and
watch Amy's next move.
"Look's like she's going to bed." Lana said.
"No, wait," Ana said, as Amy turned to the wall and
grabbed something. "Is that an anal vibrator?"
"Looks like it," Hannah affirmed as Amy climbed into
the bed on her back and raised her legs. As she did so,
she spread them open and the girls once more had an
incredible shot of her open pussy. Hannah once more
zoomed in on it, but almost instantly, shifted the
focus to her ass, where, Amy's fingers were busy,
spreading her rosebud as the other hand worked to
quickly and fully insert the vibrator.
"That must feel so good." Lana said as sweat started to
drip down her face, three fingers now pumping in her
pussy as her thumb busily rubbed her swollen clit.
"What's she doing?" Ana said suddenly.
Hannah zoomed out to a full picture of Amy and Lana
screamed, "NO WAY!"
They watched as, with the anal vibrator securely
inserted in her butt, Amy brought her legs over her
head; raising her arms, she grabbed the inside of her
knees and pulled herself down until her pussy was right
over her mouth. They saw her tongue sliding back and
forth and Ana said, "Is she—is she—" she, however,
could not get the words out, so mystified was she.
Hannah focused on Amy's head and as she zoomed in Lana
finally said, "She's eating herself. That's
incredible!"
They continued to watch as Amy serviced herself in this
contorted position until it was obvious she was near
cumming; suddenly, Amy released her knees, pulled the
vibrator from her ass and lay straight on her bed
holding the vibrator to her clit in one quick movement.
Focusing and zooming in on her pussy Hannah said, "Wow,
Ana, look, you have competition for the 'greatest
gusher' award."
At that Lana gave a small scream and almost fainted as
she started to cum as well. Ana helped her to the boys'
bed and instantly dove between her legs, drinking up
all the juices that were flowing. When she finally came
down from her bliss, she found Hannah viewing some
figures and phrases on the screen.
"What are you doing now?" Lana asked.
"I'm getting the properties of the network the cameras
are hooked up to. Things like frequency, IP and Network
address; a lot of stuff you don't want me to try to
explain to you. In short, I'm getting the information
we need to work these cameras from our own computer."
"You mean we can watch this kind of stuff daily from
our own room?" Lana said excitedly, getting off the
bed.
"We can after I get a few things, starting," Hannah
said holding up a disk she had found among the CD-ROMs,
"with this."
"What's that?" Ana asked puzzled.
"It's the program that controls the surveillance
system." Grabbing a blank CD-R disk from among a pack
on the desk, Hannah quickly programmed the computer to
make and exact copy of the surveillance system disk.
Then, grabbing all her notes, the copy of the disk and
returning everything to its original state (including
the system focused on their room and minimized and the
computer in hibernation) she said, "We're finished here
for now, let's get back to our room. Lana, make sure
the bed is exactly the way we found it, and don't
forget to put the remote control for the TV back on it.
***
Once back in their room, Hannah quickly sat at the
computer desk and powered up the system. When it
finished booting, she inserted the CD-R in the drive
and installed the surveillance system controls. She
then went on to use the properties she had copied to
set up a link to the network of cameras, fine-tuning it
a bit so as to run independent of the boys' computer.
"That way we can be seeing one thing, while they watch
something else," she explained. "I also added a
safeguard so we are never in control of the camera if
the boys' system and ours are focused on the same scene
at once."
"Why would you do that?" Ana asked, "I'd like to
control what we're watching."
"The boys' would probably get suspicious if we started
zooming in or focusing on scenes while they were
watching. I'm sure they would know what's best to focus
in on."
After all was installed, they tested the system and
Lana said, "Hey, smile, you're on candid camera." And
indeed they could see themselves leaning over the
computer desk.
"Good," Hannah said, "they can't see what's on the
monitor, and since our Plasma TV is against the same
wall as the camera, they won't be able to see that
either."
After testing the system a little more, and locating
all the cameras, they found that the 'F1' to 'F9' keys
controlled the 9 cameras listed at the bottom of the
screen. These were, in order: their room, their
bathroom, their parent's room, their parent's bathroom,
Amy's room, Pietro's room, the bathroom used by the two
servants, the family room and the game room.
"Now we just need to go shopping for two things and
we've pretty much finished." Hannah said.
"Shopping," Ana said, "Shopping for what?"
"A tenth camera and a wire to connect our Plasma TV to
our computer," Hannah answered. "Get dressed, the mall
is just three blocks away, there should be an
electronics or computer store there."
Chapter Six – Beach Party
Meanwhile, at the beach, the boys had spent the first
two hours enjoying the water and soaking up some sun.
There were few other people on the beach at this time,
and they didn't really know anyone in the neighborhood
yet anyway.
"Man, I'm sleepy, I don't know why laying in the sun
tires a person out so much."
"I don't think that's what has you so tired, Don," John
said, "I think going to sleep so late, watching Amy and
the girls, and getting up early to watch them some more
does that."
"Yeah," Ron agreed, "I know what you mean. I really
don't know if I slept much at all, I was so excited.
Maybe we should go home and lay down."
"We can just take a nap right here," John asked. "Why
do you think I brought the tent for? Help me put it up
and we can get some sleep here and later go back in the
water a while. We still need to try and meet some kids
our own age, and I think we have a better chance of
doing that here than in our own beds."
"But we can eventually take them to our own beds,
right?" Don asked, grinning mischievously at John.
"Eventually," John said smiling back, "now help me with
the tent."
The other two agreed with the plan and got to work
pitching their tent. It was a rather large tent, in
fact, up to five people could comfortably lay in it at
one time, and it stood 7 feet tall so standing in it
was also an easy task. Despite its size, however, the
boys had it up in no time, having several years of
family camping trip experience with it. When they had
finished, however, they were even more tired and simply
zipped up the front and lay on the floor, instantly
falling asleep.
***
Around an hour and a half later, John awoke to the
sounds of much music, screaming, running and murmuring.
He thought it must be near or just past noon as, even
through the tents heavy material, he could feel the
suns rays directly above him. Looking over at his
brothers and seeing them still fast asleep he thought,
as he had many times before, "these two could sleep
through the bombing of Pearl Harbor."
Getting up and walking to the door, he quickly unzipped
the front entrance and stepped out. He noticed
immediately that the beach was no longer semi-deserted;
in fact, it was hard to see a spot that wasn't
inundated with people. He looked around and, though
there were people of all ages, it was obvious that most
were kids between 8 and 15.
"Cool tent." He heard someone say behind him.
Turning, John saw a group of around 8 kids with a
soccer ball. The group consisted of 5 girls and 3 boys,
and John did not miss noticing that some of the girls
were studying him with great interest, but he could
tell that they were junior high school kids.
"Hi," John said, "wow, what's going on, this beach was
almost deserted an hour ago."
"We're having a party," one of the girls said.
"You're not from around here, are you?" It was one of
the boys that had spoken, he sounded somewhat rude, but
probably not intentionally.
"JASON!" the girl who had been speaking exhorted, and
then turning back to John said, "what my brother means
is that all kids in the area know that this the weekend
of the annual 'end-of-summer' beach extravaganza.
Students from all the local schools will be gathering
here for the next two days and nights."
"Really," John said, sounding somewhat excited and
thinking of the perfect opportunity this gave him and
his brothers, and his new sisters as well, of meeting
kids their age. "Well thanks for letting me know, my
family just moved into the neighborhood two weeks ago,
and we can really take advantage of this party to meet
some people."
"Well, I hope you enjoy yourself, my name is Katrina by
the way, and this is my brother Jason."
"I'm sorry if I sounded rude before," Jason said
sticking out his hand. "Maybe I can make it up by
giving you a tip, our sister Debbie, she's in charge of
the entertainment this year, is on the other side of
the beach; she's starting High School this year. Most
kids her age can be found on that side."
John noticed that the girls that had been studying him,
and even Katrina, all threw Jason a dirty look. John
took Jason's hand and smiling at him said, "Well that
certainly is a good tip, thanks a lot. By the way, my
name is John." Bowing at all of them he turned and went
back to the tent to get his brothers.
As John zipped up the front again after stepping in, he
turned and saw Ron and Don were both finally showing
signs of life.
"What's all the noise outside?" Ron asked as he tried
to adjust his eyes and stared at John.
"Yeah," Don said, stretching, as he fought to
completely wake up. "I thought this was supposed to be
a peaceful spot."
"Looks like it won't be so peaceful for the next two
days, and apparently we're on the wrong side of the
beach."
"What are you talking?" both his brothers asked
confused.
John then filled his brothers in on everything he had
just learned.
"Wow, a two day long beach party!" Don said, "Man, the
girls are going to be sorry they didn't join us."
"We'll fill them in when we get home; they'll still
have a whole day, at least, to make friends."
"But we're going to start making friends now, right?"
Don asked.
"Yeah, let's get this tent back down so we can find a
spot on the other side." Ron insisted.
"Let's eat something first." John said, pushing Ron
onto his back, fishing out his cock, and kneeling to
insert it in his brother's mouth.
"Good idea," Don said, pulling out his own cock, "it is
lunch time after all. He went over to Ron and pulling
out Ron's cock knelt and sucked it into his mouth. He
then lay on the ground at an angle that made it easy
for John to stretch forward and suction Don's cock into
his mouth as Ron continued to suck his.
Soon, all three were loudly slurping and sucking and
when, one-by-one, they started to cum they greedily
drank and ate up all the delicacies offered.
After they had all had their share, as well as a time
to catch their breath, John said, "Great lunch guys,
now let's get this tent down and get to the other
side."
Chapter Seven – Salad Undressing
It had taken the girls very little time to go to the
mall and return with their purchases. Hannah's most
difficult problem was figuring out how to add a new
camera to the existing wireless surveillance system,
yet keep it invisible from other users of the network,
that is, from the boys. It didn't take her long to
figure it out though, and in no time the 'F10' key of
their computer was controlling a private, password
protected, camera that, after testing, they then
sneaked into the boys' room to plant.
"There's the vent," Ana pointed out to Hannah, "but it
is not directly in front of the bed like ours."
"Does that mean we won't be able to watch them?" Lana
asked.
Hannah studied the position of the vent in relationship
to the rest of the room and smiling said, "actually, we
can not only watch everything they do on the bed, but
since their computer and Plasma TV is on the opposite
wall—"
"We can always see what they are watching," Ana
finished, smiling as the realization of this came to
her too.
"Lana, can you get me that chair by the wall," Hannah
asked, "this has to be put in just right so that so
little of it is visible that it virtually invisible,
yet at the same time, the lens at the end needs room to
move. Ana, get on the bed and tell me if you can spot
it."
After 15 minutes of positioning and re-positioning the
camera within the vent, they finally found a perfect
angle from which it could not be seen unless you knew
it was there, and yet still had enough flexibility to
see majority of the room.
After returning to their room and connecting their
plasma TV to the computer, they ran one final test on
the new camera, moving the focus around the boys' room
and zooming in on different key areas (the bed and
their plasma TV in particular).
"I think it's perfect," Ana said.
"Hannah, you are truly a genius," Lana said, "What's
next?"
"Next we go down and eat something," Hannah said, "I'm
starved."
"It is passed lunch time," Lana agreed, "is Amy up
yet?"
Checking the monitor, Hannah pressed the 'F5' key and
saw that Amy was still sleeping. She was naked and a
finger of her right hand was deep in her pussy, but she
was obviously out cold.
"Wow, do I ever sleep like that," Ana asked.
"It's the only way to sleep," Lana said.
Minimizing the screen and putting the computer in
hibernation, Hannah got up and said, "Let's check if
she left something for us to eat before going to bed."
***
Down in the kitchen, they checked the refrigerator and
found that Amy had left them a large bowl of Cesar
Salad to snack on if they got hungry before she
awakened.
"It looks good, almost as good as Mom's." Lana said
getting some individual bowls from the cupboard above
the sink.
"What kind of dressing do we have," Ana asked.
Checking the fridge Hannah answered dully, "there's
French and Ranch, that's it."
"Well that's not good," Ana said disappointed, then
added sadly, "What we really need is some Laura
Dressing."
"Maybe we can make some ourselves," Lana said spotting
a bottle for mixing home made salad dressing in the
cupboard and grabbing it. She brought everything over
to the large kitchen table (not as large though as the
table in the dining room where family meals were to be
eaten).
"It's a little hard to make Laura Dressing when the
main ingredient is somewhere in the middle of the
Caribbean Sea." Hannah said with a sad look.
"Well, then maybe we can invent our own," Lana said,
hopefully picking up the salad dressing mixing bottle
again.
"We would still at least need—Pietro!" Hannah said
loudly as someone walked in from the opposite side of
the kitchen. "Where did you come from? We haven't seen
you all day."
"I slept late this morning. Ms. Bradson and I were up
rather long hours last night discussing how the
division of responsibilities should be handled as well
as our official roles in the new household. We had
promised Master and Lady Anderson we'd have everything
worked out long before they return."
"And did you reach an agreement," Ana asked.
"I believe so, Ms. Bradson is officially the cook, but
she will also attend to the housekeeping and the duties
of an upstairs maid."
"And you," Hannah asked.
"I am officially the butler, but I will also double as
a gardener and chauffer when needed."
"Gardener," Lana exclaimed, "What do you know about
gardening?"
"Everything," Pietro said proudly, "I was gardener at
my last employment for 10 years before coming to work
for Laura—I mean Lady Anderson."
"You know, you don't have to suddenly be so formal and
proper," Ana said upset at yet another sign that life
would be changing.
"Actually, I do little lady, for the time being at
least."
"You know," Hannah said, suddenly noticing something,
"you and Amy seem to have left something out of your
job descriptions."
"I'm not following you, young lady," Pietro said
questionably.
"Well, that's sort of what I mean," Hannah said
smiling, "with you as butler/gardener/chauffer and Amy
as cook/housekeeper/maid who is following us around?"
Lana, finally understanding where her sister was going,
said, "Yeah, who's the nanny?"
"Ah yes, the point that truly kept us up most of the
night," seeing the confusion on the girls faces Pietro
continued quickly, "you see, neither of us wanted to
surrender that title, and yet we didn't think it
prudent to have two nannies, one for the boys and one
for you three."
"Why not," Lana asked defiantly.
"Well," Pietro said smiling, "Ms. Bradson and I agreed
that it will not be long before you and the young
masters become virtually inseparable, and what then are
we to do, both be with you at all times wherever you
go?"
"Oh," said Lana, with a little understanding of the
reasoning behind this decision. "So what did you
finally agree to with respect to us?"
"You remember our favorite movie," Pietro asked, having
thought very long that morning of a simple way to tell
his girls that he would no longer be their nanny; a way
that would not make them feel rejected.
"The Sound of Music," the three girls said at the same
time.
"Remember what the oldest daughter tells Maria when she
first introduces herself?"
"She said that she was 16 and didn't need a governess,"
Ana, who knew the entire movie by heart, said quickly.
"Correct," said Pietro, "which leads me to a question I
put to you now; you three are 15 going on 16 in a world
were children grow up much faster than when that movie
was made, do you really need a babysitter?"
Pietro smiled at them as he said this, then added,
"Either, Ms. Bradson or I will always be in the house
should an emergency arise, and both of us are willing
at any time to answer any questions that might be
troubling you; social, professional or personal. Note,
however, that in the last category, personal troubles,
we would like you and the boys to get comfortable and
used to going to either of your parents first. For the
most part, though, Ms. Bradson and I feel you kids will
be fine taking care of yourselves. There are six of you
now, and all very intelligent. You'll be fine."
All three of the girls leaned over to Pietro and gave
him a final hug (as their nanny, anyway) and a quick
kiss on the cheek.
"I'd say we're going to miss you," Hannah said, "but
it's not like you're going away. You know we all love
you so much."
"Of course, but enough lecturing, what were you three
doing when I entered?"
"Oh," Lana said, suddenly remembering the salad. "Amy
left us some great Caesar Salad, and we were trying to
figure out how to make our blend of Laura Dressing. We
were talking about the lack of a key ingredient when
you came in, can you help us with it?" She handed him
the salad dressing mixing bottle as she said this.
Pietro took the bottle saying, "Anytime young lady." He
then unzipped his pants and began to masturbate before
them all. At the same time, Lana grabbed some small
plastic cups off the table and handing one each to Ana
and Hannah, and keeping one herself said, "Okay you
two, give me as much as you can."
Taking off their clothes, all the girls began
masturbating in rhythm with Pietro, every now and then,
sticking their fingers in each others assholes and
pumping, but for the most part concentrating on just
their own clits and never going into even their own
pussy holes, wanting to keep the ingredients as pure
and plentiful as possible.
By the time they finished, Pietro had actually cum
twice, directly in the bottle (which was divided up
with measurement lines for accurate mixing) producing 3
fl oz. of the key ingredient. The girls also had each
cum twice, donating at least 2 fl oz. each of the
additional ingredients. Lana took the bottle from
Pietro and as she thanked him, he zipped up his pants
and giving a small bow turned and headed out of the
kitchen toward the stairs that led down to his bedroom.
Not bothering to dress, the girls turned toward the
table and set to the task of preparing their dressing.
"Ana," Lana said, "You handle the mixing. I'll grab
that pen and pad by the refrigerator. If this comes out
okay I want to remember the recipe. I'm going to name
it, 'Anderson Dressing' give me the ingredients as you
put them in."
"Okay," Ana said as she began enumerating the
ingredients, "Ingredient number 1: 3 fl oz. of Pietro
cream, ingredient 2 through 4: 2 fl oz. each of Hannah,
Ana, and Lana juice." As she enumerated these, Ana
added each of the ingredients and, placing the top on
the bottle, shook strongly until the 9 fl oz. in the
bottle were completely mixed.
Taking the top off the bottle, she put a drop on her
finger and brought it to her tongue.
Ana had an unsatisfied look in her face and Hannah
said, "Well, how is it?"
"I don't know, I can taste the salty goodness, but it
still seems way too sweet. Don't get me wrong, it
tastes delicious and I feel like just putting the
bottle to my mouth and drinking it all down, but we're
not trying to make a refreshment here. There's
something missing, it's the wrong color and it should
be a little bitterer."
"Oh yeah," Lana said suddenly, "how could I have
forgotten!" She grabbed another cup from the table and
peeing in it handed it to Ana saying, "Try adding 3 fl
oz. of this."
Ana took the cup smiling and pouring 3 fl oz. into the
bottle, once more put the top on, shook violently until
the, now, 12 fl oz. in the bottle were all a golden
yellow mixture.
"Well, at least it is the right color now," Lana said,
"taste it."
Ana once more took a drop on her tongue and smiling as
the flavor made her insides tingle said, "It's
perfect!"
Lana, smiling, wrote down, "Add 3 fl oz. of Lana
'Golden Juice' and mix." Then after looking at it a
second added, "Note: SHAKEN NOT STIRRED!"
Ana laughed a little and said, "I bet most salad
dressing companies would kill for this recipe."
"I'll serve the salad," Hannah said, grabbing the huge
bowl and adding salad to each of their smaller ones. As
she put a bowl and fork in front of each of them, Amy
entered the kitchen in short-shorts and a top that just
barely covered her breasts.
"Sorry I was late preparing lunch, I got to sleep
pretty late last night."
"Pietro told us," Lana said smiling. None of the girls
seemed to remember that they were still all naked.
"This salad you left will make a fine lunch anyway." As
she said this, she grabbed the bottle Ana had finished
with and poured some dressing on her salad before
passing the bottle to Hannah.
"I was about to have a bit myself," Amy said, "I really
didn't eat breakfast." She grabbed a small bowl and
fork, and as she served herself, watched the three
girls with interest. They were all eating their salads
with their eyes closed, savoring the flavor, their
minds apparently lost in some erotic heaven with each
bite.
Amy picked up the salad dressing bottle from the table,
where Hannah had left it, and tasting it smiled as she
understood the girls' apparent fascination with their
salads. "I knew my salad couldn't be that good." Amy
said, shocking the girls back to the real world. "This
salad dressing, however, is exquisite."
All the girls suddenly opened their eyes wide, in time
to see Amy pouring some dressing over her salad and
taking a bite. "Damn, this is yummy." She said smiling.
"Now I can see where most of the ingredients—CUM—from,"
she added as she strongly inspected the girls, their
breasts and pussies in particular. As she did this, the
girls' eyes popped open even wider as they realized for
the first time that they were still naked. "But there's
a bit of a good, salty, taste that I can't picture
being supplied by anything in front of me."
Hannah and Ana looked nervous and uncomfortable as they
watched Amy eating the salad, and obviously loving the
dressing. Lana, however, who had always been the
boldest when it came to the opportunity of sexual
pleasure, just smiled and said, "Oh, that, well, Pietro
has always had a lifetime supply of that rare
ingredient and he's always willing to share."
"Really," Amy questioned with a mischievous grin.
"Well, it's good to know I can just go next door
whenever I have a craving for it; with the Master's new
wife, I thought I would have to be climbing all the way
to the 2nd floor every time I had a need for some."
The girls smiled as they understood what she was
saying, and Ana said, "Tell you what Amy, you take all
that Pietro has to offer, and leave the supply on the
2nd floor to us, OK?"
Smiling Amy poured more dressing on her salad and
winking at the girls said, "for now anyway. I think
I'll finish this in my room." And she turned and left,
eating her salad as she walked.
"Is she incredible or what," Lana said.
The other girls, however, gave Lana strange looks.
Ana's was definitely angry, while Hannah's look was one
of worry and fear.
"What's wrong," Lana asked.
"Are you crazy or just plain stupid," Ana exhorted,
"you could have gotten Pietro in real trouble talking
about him like that!"
"To Amy," Lana questioned annoyed at being talked to
like this and making a note to remind Ana who was boss,
it had obviously been too long since she had last felt
'The Wrath of the Queen'.
"Come on, are you blind or something? She's just like
us! They're all just like us. Mom was right, our
families do belong together. The faster everyone admits
it, the faster we can become the super-close family
we're destined to be. Now, if you two have finished
your salads, clean up in here!" As she said this, she
bent down and picked up her clothes, she then turned
and walked towards the exit that led to the upstairs
staircase. She stopped for a second and turning her
head slightly said, "Don't forget to put the remaining
salad and the bottle of dressing in the refrigerator."
"Hey, where are you going," Ana said, annoyed with
Lana's sudden bossiness.
"Didn't you see that woman," Lana said, "she was close
to exploding just as she talked to us, that's why she
had to leave so suddenly. I'm going up to our room and
watch what she does." As she stepped out, Hannah and
Ana turned and looked sheepishly at each other.
"Isn't she suppose to be the youngest sister," Ana
asked.
Hannah gave a small shrug and said, "We all have things
at which we excel; when it comes to electronics and
computers you follow me, when it comes to our music
group, you are our one and only lead voice, but when it
comes to all things sexual—"
"—Lana is our leader," Ana finished smiling as she
nodded in agreement and let out a low sigh.
"Come on," Hannah said, "the faster we finish our
clean-up orders, the faster we can go up and join her."
Chapter Eight – Dress Code at Sea
Laura awoke, still very much exhausted, to see that the
clock by the bed read almost 2 PM. She could hear Stan
breathing evenly, and knew that he must still be
asleep. Not wanting to wake him, she rolled slowly out
of bed and stretched as she got to her feet.
"Poor dear," Laura thought, "he's still dead to the
world."
Laura didn't find this surprising since, after finally
setting sail, Stan and her had returned to the cabin
and done nothing but have continual sex for the next 8
hours straight. She lost count of how many times they
had each cum after just the 2nd hour. Even when Stan's
cock wasn't up to the task (which amazingly was very
rarely) he continued, using either his tongue, his
fingers, or the vibrator she had brought along until
his cock felt up to continuing the job itself. And when
her cunt was too sore to feel more, they would give it
a break; her mouth, butt and tits all more than happy
to fill in while her number one love hole rested.
Stan and her had made a deal to try every single sexual
position known before the their two weeks alone was
over, maybe even invent a few new positions, and last
night they had sure covered a lot of positions.
So why wasn't she happier after such a satisfying night
of sex?"
As she wrapped a towel around herself and got a bathing
suit and a bottle of sun tan lotion (planning first to
bath, then to go up and get some sun) she wondered what
the girls were doing on their first full day with
brothers.
Laura's mouth suddenly dropped as she realized why she
wasn't a bit happier. "Oh yeah," she thought, "that
again."
Laura had gotten through her first night as a wife
without ever making any type of meaningful
conversation. As a matter a fact, the only words either
of them spoke to each other were one word imperatives
such as: "YES!", "DEEPER!", "HARDER!", "MORE!", and
"SUCK!" Laura's nipples hardened as she thought of this
and she rushed to the bathroom hoping not to be seen.
***
After her bath, Laura went up to the yacht's sun deck
in her butt floss bikini and noticed someone lying on a
towel, already getting sun.
"Oh," Laura gasped loudly, realizing that it was Mrs.
Carter and that she was completely nude.
Mrs. Carter, who had been resting with her eyes closed,
opened them and on seeing Laura said, "Mrs. Anderson,
you're awake. If I'd known I'd have prepared you
something to eat."
"That's okay," Laura said, mesmerized by Josephine
Carter's pussy. Except for a long strip of fire red
hair right about the beginning of the split (no doubt
to prove she was a natural red-head) it was as hairless
and smooth as a new born babe. "I actually had a lot to
eat last night," she finished.
"I can imagine," Josephine said, remembering how she
had watched Stan and Laura in action most of the night,
and how she had seen Laura swallow Stan's cum more than
half a dozen times. Josephine suddenly thought of the
mischievous grin that must at the moment be on her face
and quickly added, "With your wedding feast and all;
wedding cake especially can be very filling."
Laura then noticed Josephine giving her bathing suit
some odd looks, and she seemed to have a disapproving
look in her eyes. This confused Laura who thought,
"She's standing there in her birthday suit, where
anyone including my new husband can easily see her, and
she disapproves of the way I'm dressed?"
Out loud Laura said, "Is something wrong, Mrs. Carter?"
Smiling, Josephine said, "Well, first of all, you're to
call me Josie; Mrs. Carter was my mother-in-law (I
never really liked her); second, and please don't be
upset with me for pointing this out, but you are not
complying with the dress code agreed upon in the
contract you signed when you rented the yacht."
"Dress code," Laura questioned, more confused than
ever, "what dress code? I didn't see anything about a
dress code."
"It's right in the fine print," Josephine said, walking
over to a table against the wall, on which rested a
very nice computer system. Josephine pressed some keys
and a document was instantly printed up. Handing the
document to Laura, she said, "Here, read it again."
Laura saw instantly that it was a photo copy of the
agreement in question, Stan and her signatures were
both on it. She took a closer look at the fine print,
looking for some mention of a dress code; both her eyes
and her mouth opened wide as she read a simple
sentence, "NOTE THAT BY SIGNING THIS CONTRACT YOU ALSO
AGREE TO RESPECT OUR FIRM BELIEF IN NUDISM AND THAT YOU
UNDERSTAND THAT EXCEPT WHEN THE BOAT IS DOCKED OR WHEN
WE HAVE BEEN CONTACTED TO EXPECT AN INSPECTION,
ABSOLUTELY NO CLOTHES ARE ALLOWED!"
After the initial shock had worn off, and Laura began
to get the humor in their situation she gave a small
laugh and smiling at Josephine reached behind herself
and removed her top, she then slipped out of her bottom
and said, "Well Josie, I guess I definitely over
packed. I think I better go point this out to my
husband, and I'm sorry if I disrespected you beliefs."
"It's okay Mrs. Anderson, and you really should come
down and eat something now, even if you still feel
full. I'll go prepare something for you and your
husband in the galley.
***
Stan had woken up when he felt Laura get off the bed;
he wasn't ready to talk to her yet, so he kept his eyes
closed and remained still until he felt her leave the
cabin. All he could think of was what a great wife he
had, what a fantastic lover she was, "heck," he
thought, "I don't want to seem conceited, but I didn't
believe that there was a woman on this earth that could
tire me out during sex, well, except for Amy of course,
and that's only because I have been personally training
her since she was 15." As he continued to think, he
said in his mind, "We sure make a great couple!"
Then Stan thought, "And I'm going to ruin everything
because I can't bring myself to share some simple
family details that I'm not even ashamed of." Then he
added, "Maybe that's why I haven't been able to share
it with her, because I'm not ashamed. I bet I think
that if I tell her something like that with no sign of
regret or desire to change she'll think me an even
greater and more dangerous pervert than if I told her
while showing some signs of shame and regret with being
involved with something I thought was wrong. But if I
went to her with signs of remorse, it'd be like trying
to deceive her because I don't believe that there is
anything wrong in my life or relationship with either
the boys or Amy."
Poor Stan just kept going around and around in circles
with these same thoughts until he was sure he heard
Laura pass the cabin on the way up to the sun deck. He
had seen her grab her bikini and sun tan lotion before
she stepped out and correctly guessed that to be her
plan. Grabbing a towel and his swim suit he decided the
best thing to do, for now, was to take a quick shower
and go up and join her for some quiet time together in
the sun.
***
Stan was just coming out of the shower when he saw
Laura walking toward the cabin, and, to his total
astonishment, she was naked.
"Laura," Stan said loudly, "you shouldn't be walking
around like that, you might offend our host."
"Actually, it's you that might offend them." Laura said
with a smile. Then she added, "I take it from the look
on your face that you also ignored the fine print when
we signed this."
Stan grabbed a sheet of paper Laura handed him and with
a very confused look studied it. Realizing it was the
agreement they had signed when they rented the yacht,
he searched it for any fine print that might explain
Laura's behavior. Laura knew he had found it when, like
her, both his eyes popped open, and his mouth dropped
open.
After a minute of reading and re-reading the phrase he
had found (wanting to make sure he correctly understood
it) he looked up and smiling at Laura said, "Well, I
wouldn't want to offend anybody's beliefs." He tore off
his swim suit and standing in the nude said, "How's
that?"
"Much better," Laura said, "now come one, Josie is
preparing something in the galley."
"Who's Josie," Stan asked as he followed Laura up the
stairs and to the galley, his dick growing bigger and
more erect with every bounce of her naked breasts and
ass.
Chapter Nine – A Servant's Quarters and Her Memories
As Amy walked down the stairs toward her bedroom, she
continued to munch on her salad, licking her lips and
rolling her tongue in her mouth to get every bit of the
Anderson Dressing the girls had made. It was so
erotically delicious that she had had to get away from
the girls as fast as possible for fear of jumping them
in hopes of sampling the individual ingredients
directly. She had no doubt that she would have many
opportunities for that in the future, but she felt that
at the moment, it was still a bit early for that.
Stopping at the bottom of the steps she looked around
at the large game room to make sure everything was in
order. The room consisted of several small, two to four
person tables made for specific games such as:
chess/checkers/backgammon and dominoes. There was also
a round table that comfortably sat up to 10 people, its
main purpose was as a card table, but it also included
several interchangeable tops with boards for multi-
player games like: monopoly, life, payday and scrabble.
These game tables were all arranged neatly in the
center of the room, between the two tables most used
during the Anderson boys first two weeks in the house;
the ping pong table near the right wall, and the pool
table near the left. The boys had yet to play a game of
ping pong or pool, but they had certainly played a lot
of games with Amy on these two tables.
Amy walked past all these tables to the back of the
room and to the door that led to the 'servant's
quarters'. This first door actually led to a small
corridor and looking to the right, at the end of the
corridor, Amy saw the door it led to (the servant's
bathroom) closed and the light above the door on.
"Looks like Pietro is taking a bath," Amy thought.
Looking back to the wall directly before her, she
entered one of the two doors on it, ending up in her
own room.
Though her room was nicely sized, and more than
comfortable, it seemed a little oddly shaped. This was
because everything past the first door from the game
room had originally been one giant party room, with its
own bathroom in the end corner. When Stan brought the
house, he had had the walls added that converted the
giant room into two equal sized bedrooms with the
corridor leading to the shared bathroom. Amy was
feeling extra horny (not that she wasn't always) as she
finished her salad. She quickly stripped and grabbed
one of her largest vibrators off the wall. She then lay
on her bed and instantly stuffed it into her pussy
putting it on full force.
As she lay there, enjoying the feeling, she closed her
eyes and thought about how different the Anderson
household was now going to be, compared to the one she
had arrived in nine years ago that is. As her thoughts
focused on that first day, she entered a sort of waking
dream state in which she was reliving her first
encounter with Stan Anderson. She was only 15 at the
time, and, being an orphan with absolutely no known
relatives, had spent most of her life being shuffled
from one abusive foster family to another.
The night of her meeting with Stan, she had run away
from the latest family after getting tired of her
foster father waking her up in the middle of the night
drunk, just to have sex. She had lost her virginity to
a foster father at the age of 12, and was used to sex
by then, loved it actually, but she hated drunks.
Hungry, she was begging for some food in front of a
restaurant when Stan walked by.
"Where are your parents," he had asked her seriously
concerned when she asked him for something to eat.
"I don't have parents, I'm an orphan."
"Then you should be in an orphanage, or group home,
it's safer than being on the streets."
"Believe me when I tell you it is way less safe in the
places you just mentioned. Listen, I just need
something to eat; if you could just buy me something,
please."
Stan had been very kind as he took her into the
restaurant and brought her a full meal. As she ate, she
found him very easy to talk to and she ended up
confiding her full life's story to him.
In the end, Stan asked her, "Do you have a place to
sleep tonight?"
After admitting she didn't he said, "Listen, why don't
you come home with me tonight. You can sleep with my
sister; she's staying with me, along with her son and
daughter, until I find a new nanny for my boys."
"How old are your boys," Amy had asked with interest.
"They're six, all three of them."
"Triplets… and you need someone to care for them?"
"Okay," Stan had said quickly, "I see where this is
going young lady, and the answer is no, you still need
someone to care for you, I doubt you could care for my
boys. Anyway, I've taken a vow to dedicate my life, for
the time being anyway, to my boys, and becoming very
successful in my business; I've therefore left
something out of my life and the young lady I hire
needs to be willing to provide some additional special
services which your age prevents you from handling."
Amy knew exactly what he was saying, and she was
determined to get the job. Especially after meeting the
boys and falling instantly in love with them.
Therefore, that night, she had sneaked into Stan's room
determined to demonstrate her talents and secure the
position of new nanny. She knew Stan wouldn't be able
to resist once she showed him the things she could do;
especially when she offered to work mostly for room and
board at the beginning.
She remembered how she had believed the hardest part
would be getting into bed with him to start her
demonstration, this actually turned out to be the
easiest, he had been expecting his sister to join him,
and didn't realize until after Amy had made him cum for
the first time that it wasn't Susan.
Amy was aroused from her reminiscence by two
simultaneous events, she heard a door slam in the next
room, and she started cumming very strongly.
As her orgasm subsided, Amy found herself feeling a
little dissatisfied. All her vibrators, dildos and
other toys were good, but none of them could cum for
her. And Amy realized that what she was craving at the
moment was a mouthful of fresh cum. The girls' salad
dressing had left her with that need, she also
realized, that it was now more than 24 hours since Stan
and the boys had fed her all their delicious treats at
the church. Amy couldn't remember the last time she had
gone this long without at least three servings of her
favorite delicacy by now.
From her position on the bed she could easily see the
wall that divided her room from Pietro's, and she
stared at it with an almost savage desire to crash
right through it, remembering Lana's comment that her
neighbor was always willing to share his supply.
Not wanting to seem neither pushy nor desperate,
though, the first time she fed off her new co-worker,
Amy controlled her lustful desires enough to try and
think of some excuse to go see her neighbor in a way
that would clearly state her immediate needs, without
actually having to use words.
Looking to her side Amy spotted her wardrobe, with all
her prized costumes. Since the first night she started
as the boys' nanny, she had been telling them bedtime
stories. Her stories had always had a sexual element,
even back then, and she loved explaining them in detail
to the little boys, often acting parts out for them.
She never let them get involved though, well, she
thought smiling, not as involved as I would have liked
them to be.
She remembered sitting the boys, one on each knee, and
one kneeling between her legs, as she talked the boys'
tongues and mouths would be hard at work on her breasts
and cunt. She eventually started collecting special
costumes to wear as she told her tales. An idea
suddenly started to form in Amy's head. Smiling
mischievously she got up from her bed, removing the
vibrator from her cunt, where it had remained busy to
this point.
As she walked to the closet, her open pussy leaking her
pussy juices onto her legs and the ground, she searched
the different costumes, each one having its own
multiple stories. Among her favorites was the fairy
princess costume she had worn the first time she had
truly let the boys fully participate in her tale, a
present when they turned 11.
They had been the three musketeers sent to save the
princess from an evil witch, having believed they had
found her, it turned out to be the witch, transformed
to look like the princess; the musketeers could only
kill the witch by simultaneously and continuously
impaling her with their swords through her face, bottom
front and bottom back, (her bottom front especially, to
insure she would never have children if she were
resurrected).
The musketeers had to continue this action until hot
creamy liquid exploded in all of these areas and the
witch had screamed and exploded into a continuous
flowing liquid herself; once the witch was dead, the
true princess was finally found, she was so grateful
that she cleaned all of their swords with her very
tongue until they were spotless.
As Amy continued her search, she spotted another of her
favorite costumes, the police uniform she had worn the
first time she insisted on Stan joining her and the
boys for a story, that was just two years ago, a
present for their 13th birthday; Stan wasn't stupid, he
knew exactly how Amy had been raising the kids, though
he always denied it and never even asked her questions
outside of how they were doing in school, had they had
their latest physicals and had the kids expressed any
special wishes for their next birthday of Christmas
gifts.
What could Stan say about her special life with the
boys anyway, he'd been fucking her daily since she was
15, and Amy knew Stan would not do anything to
jeopardize their relationship (one by the way that
never involved romance), their relationship had always
been one of a brother and sister that just happened to
be sexually active with each other, she had after all
joined the family to take Susan's place. Anyway, Stan
knew she loved the boys and would never, ever put them
in any real harm.
As for the day she first used this cop uniform, Amy
remembered that Stan had not only had to stop denying
that his boys were sexually active; he had to admit
that he enjoyed it. Amy had him play the role of a
dangerous felon on the run from the cops, four cops
eventually caught up with him, and since he was so
dangerous, they had handcuffed his hands and feet,
spreading him open on the bed while they completed
their examination of the evidence; since he was
resisting a little, the police woman had sat on his
face to keep him quiet while the other three officers
ran tests on his weapon.
It was believed this weapon could not only be used to
impale victims, but that it also shot a very lethal
poison of which they needed to secure a sample if
scientist were to prepare a more effective antidote
than the one they presently had; unfortunately, even
chained and immobilized by the police woman on his
face, the felon managed to control his weapon and shoot
it off; all three cops ended up ingesting some of the
poison, luckily, the cops had all brought a needle with
the latest version of the antidote (it wasn't perfect,
but it would keep them alive until the perfected
version could be developed).
The police woman got off the felon and let him watch
the failure of his poison as one by one the officers
injected one another through the rear until they were
all full of antidote, meanwhile, knowing she had to do
something to prevent this weapon from shooting again,
the police woman had made an ultimate sacrifice by
impaling herself on it (she believed she had it corked
up strongly enough so as not shoot); the other cops,
having taken the antidote through the rear, climbed up
on the felons face and forced what was left in the
needles to be swallowed by him (they believed that to
escape imprisonment, he might try to, if he hadn't
already, to poison himself).
Sadly, as the last of the antidote was ingested by the
felon, he managed to get off one final shot of the
poison (apparently the weapon wasn't as securely corked
as they had hoped) since the police woman was still
impaled on the weapon though, it prevented anyone but
her from being affected; since she hadn't actually
ingested the poison, the three other officers, already
protected by the antidote, made a valiant attempt to
save her by taking turns sucking the poison out of the
hole through which it had entered her body, they also
had her completely lick the area where they had
injected the antidote in themselves, there was some
oozing out of there and it might be enough to keep her
alive. In the end, they were able to keep her alive
long enough to her aid, and the felon was taken to
prison to serve a life sentence.
All of Amy's memories flashed by in a few minutes of
her getting up from the bed and starting to rummage
through her wardrobe. She finally gave a sigh as she
found what she was looking for. She grabbed it and
headed for the door, still very naked.
In the corridor, she knocked on the door right next to
hers and when she heard Pietro's voice from inside say,
"Come in," she just walked in.
When Pietro saw Amy enter, his penis instantly sprung
to life, and it was obvious through the shorts he was
wearing. He had been sitting at his desk when he caught
sight of Amy, he had instantly noticed she was naked,
it was hard to miss her beautiful tits and hairless
pussy, however, on a closer inspection, he noticed the
pussy juice still flowing down her inner legs and
getting up he asked, sheepishly, "Can I help you with
something, Ms. Bradson?"
"Please, call me Amy;" she said in mock annoyance, "I
hate formalities. And, I was hoping that yes, you can
help me. I've been trying to decide if I should start
wearing some sort of uniform now that I'll officially
be the cook and maid. You know, like that Alice on the
Brady Bunch."
"I doubt that will be necessary Ms.—I mean Amy, I
assure you this is no Brady Bunch."
Holding out the costume she had found, Amy said, "well,
this is the closest thing I have to a maids uniform, it
isn't exactly and Alice suit either. Tell me how it
looks on me," as she said this she slipped it over her
head.
Pietro was actually relieved a little, seeing her
putting on some clothes, if he had to look at her
naked, beautiful body another minute, he might not be
able to control himself. He wasn't stupid, he realized
immediately that this was a woman in dire need of a
good fucking (you couldn't have lived with Laura and
the girls as long as he had and not recognize the
signs), however, whenever the girls or Laura were in
this state, they had simply been able to say, "Pietro
fuck me right now!" Pietro wasn't used to being teased
into making the first move.
When Amy finished putting on the chosen uniform, rather
than relieve the tension on his cock, it shot out to
full size, leaving his shorts very tented.
"Well, what do you think," Amy asked, "would this be
appropriate?"
The uniform was obviously a French maids uniform, but
was so short that it only barely covered her ass and
soaking pussy, any movement she made lifted it over her
nether regions. The top of the uniform was cut so low,
that she constantly had to stick her gorgeous boobs
back under the material from which they kept popping
out; every time she put them back in, she would close
her eyes for a second or two as she rubbed them and
pinched her very hardened nipples.
"Well," Amy said again after Pietro had stayed silent
for a while, obviously mesmerized by her uniform.
Coming back to the real world, and remembering the
question, Pietro said, "I assure you that is very
appropriate for THIS household."
"Why thank you Pietro, I can call you Pietro right?" As
he nodded his consent she added, "You've been a lot of
help. I notice you have a bit of a problem yourself."
As she said this, her eyes fell to the tented area of
his shorts. "I wish I could help you, but I just never
suck anyone's cock for the first time unless my own
juices are on it. Of course—" she added grinning
mischievously and turning her back to him, "if you were
to stick that right in here," she said slowly bending
down and widening her stance so that her pussy was
fully open, "then I'd be able to help you, just let me
know when you're ready."
Pietro wasted no time after this invitation, this
teasing had been driving his cock crazy and he just had
to get some of that pussy, NOW! He dropped his shorts
and I a single move stuck his cock all the way in Amy's
cunt. As she let out a moan that sounded like,
"FINALLY!" Pietro pumped savagely. He was amazed to
find out how tight Amy's pussy was. Not as tight as his
three little ladies of course, but still extremely
tight. The reason this tightness amazed him was because
he had absolutely no doubt that Amy had been
'servicing' all of the Anderson males for quite some
time.
After 20 minutes of savage pumping, Pietro slowed down
a while, letting Amy fully enjoy her latest of several
orgasms. Pietro didn't want to cum until he was certain
Amy had gotten what she came to the room looking for,
an orgasm that would last the rest of the day. Reaching
around Amy with one hand, Pietro rubbed and pinched her
boobs (which had spilt out of her uniform the moment
she bent over), with the other hand, he reached down
and did the same to her extremely swollen clit.
When he felt her going over the edge, again, he resumed
the violent, savage, rapid pumping until she literally
screamed as her orgasm almost made her lose
consciousness. Amy didn't fall because Pietro still had
his arms around her supporting her. After a few
minutes, in which he continued to slowly pump in and
out of her pussy, he was certain she had come down from
her sexual high enough for him to let her stand on her
own.
Removing his cock from her cunt, he walked around her
and stood with his large dick pointing right out at
her; dropping to her knees in front of him, still
somewhat dazed, she sucked his dick into her mouth and
literally fucked her face for several minutes until she
felt Pietro's cock suddenly grow in her mouth, she knew
at that moment that at last her reward was coming. She
sucked and swallowed and drank as, over and over again,
her mouth was filled with Pietro's offering. When,
finally, there was no more left, she cleaned up
Pietro's cock with her tongue, digging in the slit for
any cum that might have escaped her.
When they both regained full use of their senses,
Pietro helped Amy to her feet and she said smiling,
"There, I think I've helped you enough, don't forget
you owe me one."
"Believe me, I won't forget. Anytime you need help,
just feel free to knock on my door."
Smiling, Amy leaned up and gave him a passionate kiss,
letting their tongues duel for several minutes, when
she finally broke it off she said, "believe me when I
tell you I will constantly remind you that you said,
'Anytime'" She turned and as she reached the door and
prepared to step out she turned and said, "As for the
uniform, you know what, I think you were right the
first time, this isn't the Brady Bunch, there is no
need for it. Heck," she added as she stepped through
the door, "it wouldn't surprise me if after a while
clothes of any kind became unnecessary in this house."
"That wouldn't surprise me either," Pietro thought as
the door swung closed behind Amy.
Chapter Ten – The Wrath of the Queen
The girls all started to scream as they all came
furiously together. They had often been able to hold
off cumming until all were at the edge and then let
themselves go. They were so worked up by the scene they
were watching in Pietro's room that they're orgasms
literally knocked them off their feet. Well, it knocked
Lana over; anyway, she had been bent over the desk
chair, using its back to support her as Hannah pumped
her from behind with her strap-on.
When Lana saw the powerful orgasm Amy was obviously
having, she knew it was time to stop fighting her own;
knowing that her sisters had to be ready to cum too.
She came so strongly, though, she ended up pushing the
chair (which had wheels) forward and, having lost her
only support, she fell over. Hannah, who had been
supporting herself with Lana's back, followed her to
the ground with Ana (who had been supported by Hannah's
back as she pumped her from the back) close behind.
All three girls just lay motionless on the floor, way
too spent to even try to get up. Poor Ana didn't even
have the energy to pull out the vibrator that was still
buzzing on high in her cunt; for several minutes this
vibrator was the only thing that could be heard in the
room, apart from the girls' ragged breathing and
occasional moans that is.
Very slowly, the girls started to come around, all
except Ana, whose vibrator still had her in a daze; as
she saw Lana and Hannah helping each other up, Ana
begged, "take it out! Take it out, please, I can't take
anymore."
Lana, who had noticed that Amy was now sucking on
Pietro got instantly excited, again, as she turned and
looked at her sister slumped helpless on the floor. She
got on her knees in front of her and grabbed the end of
the vibrator. Rather, though, than pull it out, she
pushed it deeper into her sister's pussy.
"NO," Ana screamed, "No, please, Lana take it out this
instant!"
Lana didn't obey, instead her eyes flashed with a sort
of wicked anger, when it came to the girls and sex, she
alone gave order!
"Are you giving me an order, Ana," Lana asked angrily.
"I think you've forgotten who's in charge of this part
of our lives. I think you need a strong lesson to
remind you!" As she said this, she pumped the vibrator,
furiously, in and out of Ana's twat, twisting it from
time to time.
Shaking violently, Ana tried looking at Hannah saying,
"Hannah, make her stop, please. She's going to kill
me!"
Hannah gave Ana a worried look, she had been expecting
this since Ana's outburst to Lana in the kitchen, but
Hannah neither said nor did anything. The only thing
she did was take the dildo she was still wearing off
and, after licking some of Lana's juices (still all
over it) off, turned it and stuck it in her own twat to
pump.
Lana, who had been closely observing what action, if
any, Hannah dared to take, smiled evilly and bending
over Ana's face while continuing to pump away at her
pussy, whispered in her ear. "See Ana, Hannah is a good
girl, she knows her place; she's truly a sweet girl."
As she said this, she leaned toward the dildo still
strapped on to Ana and licked Hannah's juices (which
still shined on the end) off. Lana then took it off Ana
and said, "You, however, have been a very bad girl."
By now, Ana was completely in tears and shaking non-
stop; the tears, however, were not tears of pain,
fright or anger, and the shaking was not caused by
nervousness or fear; no, Ana was in the middle of a
non-stop, full-body orgasm that just wouldn't release
her. Lana, never stopping the attack on her sister's
pussy, laid her straight on her back and straddling her
head, so that all Ana could see was Lana's open pussy
above, leaned forward in the direction of Ana's super-
sensitive and, currently super-swollen clit, sucking it
and immediately biting it. This action caused Ana to
scream so loudly she would have woken the dead if Lana
had not immediately muffled it by lowering her own
pussy to Ana's open mouth.
Working completely on auto pilot, Ana attacked Lana's
pussy with her full mouth, tongue, lips, and teeth; all
working to drain Lana's well. Then, in one violent move
Lana finally pulled the vibrator from Ana's pussy, but
not a second passed before replacing it with her
tongue, gluing he mouth to Ana's flooded hole; at the
same time, holding Ana's clit between two fingers, she
pinched it, triggering a final earth shattering orgasm
in her sister that pumped what seemed like gallons of
Ana juice into her mouth.
Lana loved the taste of both her sisters, and joyously
lapped up all of her sisters peace offering, at the
same time she felt her own mind numbing orgasm
(triggered both by her excitement at being able to
dominate her sisters in this way, as well as Ana's auto
driven mouth, which, even now, with Ana barely
conscious, continued attacking Lana's pussy) shoot
through her entire body.
When it was over, Hannah, who had masturbated herself
to another orgasm as she watched Lana (know to her
sisters and so many of their old friends as 'The Orgasm
Queen') in action, leaned over and helped Lana off Ana;
together, they then helped a still powerless Ana off
the floor and onto the bed.
Hannah was looking at her destroyed sister with envy,
she had so often wanted to feel the full wrath of the
queen, but she was just too submissive, and this side
of Lana could only be triggered by the disobedient or
resistant to her authority. Once she had Ana on the
bed, Lana got on and crawling up her sister so they
were face to face, Lana began to passionately kiss her
until she began getting the responses that told her Ana
was fully back with them.
Breaking off the kiss, Lana looked deep into her
sister's eyes and smiling said, "so how do you feel?"
"You know," Ana said smiling, "if I didn't love the way
you leave me feeling, I might really hate you."
"Yeah," Lana said dully, "that's what you always say,
but—"
"I-I always come back for more," Ana finished and
pulling her sister back to her resumed their passionate
kissing.
"Hey," Hannah said, suddenly feeling left out, "what
about me?"
Lana rolled off Ana and lying right next to her pulled
Hannah on top of both of them, so that Hannah found
herself half on Ana and half on Lana. Each of the
sisters on the bottom then wrapped a leg around one of
Hannah's, and each putting one arm around her back,
held her in a tight embrace. Hannah then alternated
between passionately kissing each of her sisters until
they all fell asleep in that very position.
Chapter Eleven – The Master's Queen and his New Slave
The boys came back home around 4 PM; they had left
their tent at the beach where the Wilson kids (Debbie,
Katrina and Jason) had promised to keep it safe. The
reason they'd left it was because they planned to
return that evening and camp out at the beach where,
Debbie had informed him, the party would be going on
all night; and, after a certain hour, without the
presence of adults or pre-High School aged students.
The boys had been especially invited when Debbie
realized they had a musical band and could contribute
to the entertainment. Debbie was in charge of the
party's entertainment that year and, one of the three
bands scheduled had called to cancel at the last
minute. The boys had explained that they were short
some voices, but Debbie had said it would be fine, that
they could provide some rest to the other bands by
providing some purely musical interludes.
"I wonder where everyone is," Ron said as they walked
through the deserted first floor.
"We can go to our room and check," Don suggested.
"There's no need for that," John said as he pulled out
his Pocket PC and turned it on. "Wow," he said
suddenly, "looks like we missed some major partying
here. Everyone is knocked out. Wow, Amy really looks
exhausted." He clicked back to the girls and said, "Can
they really sleep knotted up that way?"
"Let's go to the kitchen and get something to eat, we
should see what we can gather up to take with us too,"
Ron said.
"Hey," Don said annoyed, "who made you the boss?"
"The two of you did," Ron said smiling, "remember, I'm
in charge of the band, so if we're going to jam
tonight, I'm the leader."
Once in the kitchen, John checked the fridge for
something to eat and said, "Well here's something."
"Something good I hope," Ron said, picking up a notepad
that had been left on the table. As he read what was
written on it he gave a puzzled look as he tried to
understand it.
"Amy mad some of her Caesar Salad. There's not much
left, but enough for the three of us." John pulled out
the bowl, along with three bottles, and carried them
over to the table.
"Get some bowls and forks Don," he ordered, then
noticing Ron's puzzled look said, "what's that your
studying so intensely Ron?"
"To tell you the truth, I don't know, and I've read it
around three times." He passed the pad to John and took
one of the bowls Don had just placed on the table.
As John puzzled over what he was reading, he threw a
curious look at the third bottle he had brought over to
the table. He picked it up curiously and shaking it to
completed mix all the ingredients, tasted a drop; a
smile quickly came to his face.
"What's that," Don asked curiously as he reached for
the bottle of French dressing.
"Anderson dressing, you'll want to use this, much
better than the French." He passed the bottle to Don.
After tasting it and agreeing it was definitely better
he added, "This is incredible, and there's a nice sort
of bitter taste I just can't make out, but it sort of
makes my whole body tingle."
"That's probably the 'Lana Golden Juice'," John said as
Don poured more dressing on his salad.
"Hey," Ron said, "let me try some of that." He held out
his hand for the bottle.
Soon, they were all three eating and enjoying their
salads. After a while, Don said smiling, "you know they
may actually be too perverted for even us to control."
He didn't clarify his comment, but it was pretty
obvious what he was talking about.
***
In their room, Lana opened her eyes as she thought she
heard a beeping sound, almost instantly, the beeping
stopped, but she was now wide awake. Hannah, on top of
her, and Ana, beside her, were still breathing strongly
and evenly, indicating that whatever Lana had heard,
had not bothered them.
"They are such heavy sleepers," Lana thought,
"especially after some great sex."
Deciding to let them continue sleeping, Lana just lay
awake a while, not wanting to move or in any way bother
her sisters. However, after around ten minutes, it was
starting to get harder and harder not to move. She was
getting very excited by the fact that Hannah's breast
was right on top or hers, and with every breath Hannah
took, their nipples rubbed together.
On top of that, Hannah's leg was right between both of
Lana's and, every now and then, she would move it as
she slept, rubbing it against Lana's crotch. Lana also
felt a warm moistness on the palm of one of her hands,
and, from the position she was lying in, realized that
it must be right on top of Ana's pussy, she couldn't
resist rubbing it a little and was satisfied to hear
Ana moaning lightly in her sleep.
"I think I put her through enough today," Lana thought
guiltily as she stopped rubbing and decided, "If I'm
going to let them sleep, I'd better get out of this
bed."
Slowly, she unhooked the leg she had wrapped around
Hannah's leg, and tried to slip out from under her,
moving slowly to the side. Feeling a pinch on one of
her tits that sent bolts all the way down to her cunt,
she looked up and saw that Hannah was awake.
Hannah leaned over and after kissing Lana said, "The
queen wouldn't be attempting to desert her loyal
subjects would she?"
"I think Ana is still pretty tired," Lana said quietly,
"I don't want her disturbed until she's ready to wake
up, understand?"
Hannah simply nodded obediently, and, using her free
arm and leg (the others still wrapped around Ana) for
support, pushed herself up gently to allow Lana to more
quickly and easily slip out from under her. Once Lana
was out, Hannah lowered herself slowly and snuggled up
around Ana's left side trying to be careful not to make
any sudden movement. When she was satisfied Ana was
still sleeping, she put her head on Ana's chest and
closed her eyes figuring, "since I can't get up until
Ana does, I may as well sleep a little longer myself."
***
Lana went into the bathroom and quickly peed; grabbing
the toilet paper she quickly cleaned herself, noticing
that she had just used the last of the paper. "I better
replace that," she thought, looking around the bathroom
for a replacement roll. Not finding one she thought,
"Maybe there's one in Mom and Dad's bathroom, they sure
don't need any at the moment. And I better talk to Amy
about always having a replacement."
By the time she emerged from the bathroom, both her
sisters were again sleeping heavily. She looked toward
the TV and realized, for the first time that, that it
was still on, and focused on the camera in Pietro's
room. Pietro, she saw, was also sleeping soundly. "His
encounter with Amy must really have tired him out,"
Lana thought, "especially after he had already provided
two helpings of Pietro cream for our dressing."
Lana wondered if Amy was still asleep too; going over
to the computer, she pressed the 'F5' key and quickly
confirmed her suspicions that Amy must have been just
as worn out. "Well," Lana thought smiling, "this has
certainly been an exhausting, albeit, satisfying, day
for the people in this house. I wonder how the boys are
doing at the beach."
Forgetting about her need to find some toilet paper,
Lana decided she could really use a little coffee; she
quietly stepped out of her room and headed for the
stairs that led down to the first floor and toward the
kitchen. Once there, Lana froze as three heads turned
to intensely study her still fully naked body.
"Well," Don said, "if it isn't the secret ingredient
herself."
Lana actually blushed a bit as she realized the boys
had been eating what was left of the salad and that to
top that off (literally), they had used up what was
left of the 'Anderson Dressing'.
Ron, holding up a paper that he had torn off the pad,
said, "My brothers and I were wondering, why, with all
the available blends of 'golden juice' available, 'Lana
golden juice' was the only one good enough to make it
into the recipe."
"GIVE ME THAT!" Lana screamed annoyed, as she realized
what the paper was. After grabbing it she added in
questioning voice, trying to sound more controlled than
she just had, "You're back early," but then exploded
again saying, "And you shouldn't be eating other
people's things without asking!"
Trying to sooth the temper Lana was obviously in; John
said softly, "Actually, we're going back to the beach
later. We came back to pick up some stuff we need to
pass the night over there. We also had to let Amy, and
I guess Pietro also, what we're going to do, they are
sort of in charge." Then, changing his tone from a
soft, caring tone, he added firmly, though still
talking very slowly so as not to upset Lana more, "As
to eating other people's stuff, remember, we're a
family now, there are no people; with the exception of
the clothes we wear and any private things in our own
rooms, anything else found in this house is shared by
all of us. Is that clear?"
John was looking directly at Lana's eyes as he spoke,
but he now let his gaze drop, first lingering over her
breasts, then lower still, at her cunt.
After a few minutes, Lana walked over to the coffee
maker, giving them a clear view of her naked ass; she
even bent over a bit and widened her stance as she
poured herself a cup; allowing the boys to look deep
into her, now, open pussy.
Taking a sip of her coffee, she turned to look at them
again, not failing to note the bulges that had grown in
the front of all their shorts; she said slowly, "That
sounds fair to me. It reminds me of that movie with
Lucille Ball, 'Yours, Mine and Ours'; I do so love that
movie, my sisters and I all love old movies. So what's
happening at the beach tonight?" She asked this final
question in a truly cheerful voice.
The boys, excited by her apparent acceptance that they
could share 'everything', and her obvious lack of
caring that they were examining every last part of her
naked body like vultures, smiled and John said, "We
were planning to talk to all three of you, but you were
pretty out of it when we arrived, not to mention tied
up in that bed, so we decided to let you keep sleeping
until the last minute."
Lana grinned at the boys' lack of understanding as to
what they had just told her; choosing to ignore this
slip of the tongue, she simply asked excitedly, "so
what is it?"
"There's a party, two days and nights to celebrate the
end of the summer; it started this afternoon. It's for
school kids of all ages, elementary to high school
students. Tonight, though, there is suppose to be a
hot, all night bash; high school students only." Ron
said.
"And no parents allowed," Don added excitedly, "we've
already met some kids our age, but tonight we'll really
introduce ourselves to this town!"
"What do you mean," Lana asked, her eyes now glowing
with excitement also.
"Our band is going to jam a bit." Ron said quickly.
"BAND," Lana screamed so fast that she coughed up some
of the coffee she had just been sipping, "wait a
minute, you three have a band?"
"Well, yes and no," Ron said. "Now that we live here,
we're short 2 voices and a lead guitarist; the lack of
the extra instrument isn't so bad, however, the lack of
back up voices can give us trouble. At the moment I'm
not only lead singer, I'm the only singer, and I really
don't like going solo all the time, especially since
I'd rather just be playing my base."
"So you do still have enough instruments to call
yourself a band?" Lana questioned with great interest.
"Well yeah," Don said, happy to see his sister so
interested, "I play the drums, John is on the organ or
keyboard, and like Ron said, he plays the base, he
could also play guitar if necessary. We three were the
center of the group."
"Yeah," Ron added, "that's why we were called 'Love
Times Three' rather than 'Times Six'."
"This is amazing," Lana said with more excitement than
the boys could understand. "It's much more than just
coincidence, it's—it's—well it's destiny that's what it
is!"
"What are you talking about?" John asked a little
annoyed that Lana would not talk clearly.
"Well, my sisters and I are in a band too, 'Triplet X'.
I don't think I have to mention who it's named for;
anyway, we've sort of been denying since we moved here,
that the band is over with. Ana, especially, hasn't
been able to admit it, since, well since it's the one
activity in our lives in which she got to be the boss.
She's our lead singer you know."
"Wait a second," Ron said, "you have a band, but why is
it over?" Ron couldn't hide his excitement at the
thought of a lead female voice living right next door
to them. "I mean," he continued, "all three of you are
here."
"But none of us play instruments, we were the vocalists
and performers, let's face it, a band without musicians
isn't much of a band." Then, grinning slyly at them she
added, "then again, a band without vocalist isn't much
better. Too much music (even good music) with
absolutely no lyrics can quickly turn into nothing but
noise."
"It's 4 PM," Ron said assuming his role as leader of
the band, "we plan to leave for the beach at around
7:30, that way we can have a decent meal first; Amy
usually has dinner on the table by 6:30 sharp." Ron
walked over and stood right in front of Lana saying,
"Why don't you three meet us in the back room of the
garage in half-an-hour; bring a list of the songs you
sing," then smiling added, "along with anything else
you can share." Saying that, Ron ran his finger from
the bottom of Lana's cunt to the top and bringing it to
his mouth sampled the taste.
Ron had a big smile on his face until he caught the
look of wrath in Lana's eyes, and he then felt the
fiery fury emanating from her; his smile disappeared
and he started saying, "What's—"
SMACK!!!
Lana had slapped Ron so hard across the face that he
actually felt a tooth shake. He just stared at her
bewildered for a few minutes, then, trying to justify
his action, though in the back of his mind he realized
it was wrong to just move in like that, he said
angrily, "hey, what happened to sharing everything?"
"Let me get one thing clear right now," Lana said
slowly, but with such strength that Ron couldn't help
but shut up and listen silently, "I don't mind sharing
all my food or possessions with any of you, I do not
mind that if one of us leaves the—PRIVACY—of our own
room and forget to cover up—" As she said this she
lifted a foot and placed it on a chair next to her,
totally opening up her pussy to Ron's view, who could
not help but notice a few drops of vaginal juices
leaking out.
"You enjoy the view. Certain parts of my body—NO—make
that my entire body, and the bodies of my sisters are
to remain untouched unless I specifically give the
okay. It is my personal property and no one shares it
without permission; is that understood?" She continued
looking deeply and angrily into Ron's eyes, and, even
though she had directed her comments solely at him,
John and Don knew she was talking to them too.
Ron, who might normally be turned off by this type of
reaction, didn't understand why, rather than going
down, the bulge in his shorts seemed to be getting
bigger and bigger. He also didn't understand why he
couldn't say anything to Lana, I mean they knew these
girls were perverted little bitches, the girls knew
that they (the boys) loved sex, it was only a matter of
time before they really united; why delay the
inevitable? Rather than say any of this, all Ron could
do was lower his head and nod.
Lana looked over at John and Don who both also quickly
nodded their agreement. Lana, putting her feet back on
the ground, began to turn as if to leave, but suddenly,
without warning, she turned back toward Ron and putting
her hands around the top of his shorts, dropped to her
knees, bringing Ron's shorts down with her. She was now
staring at Ron's freed, and very erect, one eyed
monster; before Ron could react, she swallowed it and
began rimming the crown violently with her tongue. She
was focusing only on the head and crown, and avoided
contact with any other part of his penis.
Ron couldn't understand how the minimal attention she
was giving him could be driving him crazy, then
suddenly, he felt her bite the of his cock and he (the
master at holding off ejaculations) was cumming like
crazy in her mouth after less than a minute or two of
contact. Not only was he cumming, but he was cumming so
hard that he lost all strength and using her mouth,
Lana pulled him to the floor by his penis. Lana had
swallowed his entire load, one of the most incredibly
large loads he had ever released, and he hadn't even
noticed her gulp. Lana stood, leaving him on his knees
before her, and she opened her cunt with her fingers,
placing it right at his face.
"One taste slave, only one taste, make it a good one!"
She commanded.
Ron knew he had to obey, and that he had to make sure
it was perfect, if he ever hoped to get another chance
with her. He started from the very bottom, almost at
her butt hole, and dragged his tongue slowly, but
surely, up, making sure he made contact with
everything, her outer lips, her inner lips, the inside,
the outside and finally butterflying her clit, to which
he then gave a soft bite. "Was that okay," he asked
sheepishly.
"For now," she said coldly. Turning to leave and
finding Hannah standing naked behind her with a shocked
and almost betrayed look in her eyes. Nobody had seen
Hannah enter, and Lana suddenly felt a little guilty,
remembering the girls' pact to have absolutely no sort
of sexual contact with the boys until their plan for
revenge was completed.
"What are you doing here," Lana said rather harshly,
the 'Orgasm Queen' still in full control of her.
Hannah, recognizing immediately who she was talking to
said, apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to see
anything, it's just that I was going to go to Mom's
bathroom and get some toilet paper. I just took a crap
and realized too late that there is no paper in our
bathroom. I thought I heard something and just—I'm
sorry…" she finished lamely, then, almost in tears she
looked at the boys and said, "you promised us, it was
your idea, I mean—" but she then lowered her head again
and said, "I'm sorry, it's not my place to question
you."
"I haven't broken any promises," Lana said strongly,
"and you're right, it wouldn't be your place to
question me if I had. I've been insuring that some
people understand that certain properties of mine are
off limits, unless I say otherwise."
Looking back over at Ron, who was still on his knees
and looking sheepishly at them, Hannah giggled and
said, "I better find that paper."
"Actually," John said, "there's a small cabinet behind
the toilet bowl in our bathroom. It's hard to see
sometimes because it is built into the wall and has a
sliding door. It's full of things like paper, soap,
shampoo and toothpaste."
"Oh, thanks," Hannah said, turning to go back upstairs.
"NO," Lana said again very strongly, "why don't we get
you cleaned up right here." Everyone looked worried as
to what Lana might have in mind now, and as Hannah
hesitated slightly, Lana grabbed her by the arm and
pulled her in front of where Ron was still kneeling.
Positioning Hannah's backside to Ron, she pushed Hannah
onto her hands and knees, ass high in the air and legs
wide apart saying, "CLEAN HER NOW!"
Ron resisted saying, "I'll need paper."
"No you won't," Lana said furiously, "you know what to
do slave, DO IT, AND DO IT GOOD!"
After only a moment of enduring Lana's fiery gaze, Ron
turned his head back toward Hannah's crap covered ass
and, sticking out his tongue, he began to lick the
inner cheeks clean until they shined. He then turned
his attention directly to Hannah's dirty hole and the
area surrounding it. John and Don looked on in shock as
Ron, whom they had in the past years seen bring at
least a half-dozen girls to the point of total
submission, started to ream Hannah's dirty little
rosebud, leaving it spotless.
"Don't forget the inside!" Lana said firmly as Ron was
about to lift his head.
Returning to the task, he began pushing his tongue into
Hannah's ass, swirling it around inside her, taking the
opportunity to really tongue fuck her ass for a while.
When Hannah showed signs of wanting to cum, Lana said,
"that's enough, I'm sure you've learned by now—" Lana
helped Hannah to her feet and sticking a finger in
Hannah's pussy, swirled it around a few times, "—not to
touch my property." She took her finger out of Hannah's
pussy and brought it to her lips where she licked it as
she finished saying, "Or you will suffer the
consequences."
She turned toward the stairs saying, "Come on Hannah, I
have some news for you and Ana, Ana especially will
love it." Turning to the boys she said, once again
cheerful and excited, "we'll see you in the garage in
around half-an-hour."
Hannah, staying behind, lowered her head nervously and
said to Lana, "If you please, now that I'm clean, can I
take a minute to fix myself a quick snack, please."
Lana turned and said, "Yeah, we should all have
something. I saw some peanut butter and some jelly in
the counter before, grab a tray and bring them up with
some bread and a quart of milk. Don't forget the
glasses and the butter knives."
"Yes my queen," Hannah said unconsciously, quickly
turning to complete her orders.
As she finished gathering everything from the cupboards
and the refrigerator, remembering also to grab some
napkins as well, Hannah turned to see Ron, just then
getting to his feet. Lana had gone on ahead to their
room.
Hannah walked over to Ron and handed him a napkin
saying, "thanks for the clean up, now maybe you should
do the same for your face."
As Ron grabbed the napkin she added with a jealous look
that could not be mistaken, "so you triggered the
'Orgasm Queen'. I don't know whether to congratulate
you or feel sorry for you." As Ron looked into her
eyes, clearly at a loss of understanding about her
statement, she continued, "Lana is truly the sweetest
and nicest of all of us, very caring and considerate,
but she does have a dark side; everyone does you know.
The problem with the 'orgasm queen' is that people who
trigger her tend to end up very humbled, and at times
humiliated." Hannah giggled as she added, "you should
see what Ana turns into after an encounter with her."
Leaning closer to Ron she whispered, "Have you ever
seen somebody beg to be allowed to stop cumming,
pleading in tears because they just can't take any more
joy?" The envy in Hannah's voice was stronger than
ever, as she said this. Turning around, she headed
toward the kitchen exit that led to the stairs, she
stopped suddenly, just before going through and turning
she smiled saying, "the strange thing is though, that
as much as they're humiliated, as much as their
humbled, as much as they end up hurt, when it's all
over, victims of the wrath of the 'Orgasm Queen' can
only dream of one thing, do you know what that is Ron?"
Smiling back, and somehow feeling an incredible
connection with this girl, Ron said without a doubt,
"When their next encounter with her will be?"
Smiling once more, Hannah was about to turn and leave
when she heard the words, "You've Got Mail," coming
from John's pocket. John still dazed by everything that
had happened, even though it had not happened to him,
automatically reached in his pocket and flipping over
the case of his Pocket PC pressed the express button
that opened the email program. He was unaware that
Hannah was deeply studying his handheld, and that in
the two to three second delay between powering on and
opening the email program, Hannah was able to get a
clear view of the currently open program.
"Oh," Hannah said startled, and then to hide her
surprised reaction quickly added, "Lana had told me to
hurry, I've taken far too much time, she won't be
pleased." Turning, she almost ran out of the exit and
up the stairs.
***
After John returned his Pocket PC to his shorts,
(having confirmed that the mail was just from an old
friend, and required no immediate response), John
looked at Ron, still looking utterly bewildered and
with shit on his face (literally). John turned to Don
and said jokingly, "Oh, oh Don, we better be careful,
or else Lana may have us all on dog collars soon. I
mean, if she has this kind of effect on 'the Master'
imagine what she can do to us."
"At least now we know why she alone was worthy of
supplying the secret ingredient," Don said laughing,
"she is their leader".
"Well, in activities of this nature, anyway," John
said, remembering Lana's comment that Ana was leader in
the musical activities part of their lives.
Looking and Ron, Don noticed a look in his eyes he
hadn't seen in over six months, not since losing his
last loyal subject to an unexpected family move. Don
remembered her wanting to jump from a train to keep
from being separated from her Master. Ron had had to
intervene giving her a direct commandment to go quietly
with her family and forget him forever. Don silently
wondered now how it had worked out for her, out loud he
said, "Ron, are you okay?"
"So, she thinks she can turn the Master into her own
personal slave does she!" Ron said angrily.
John, realizing his last comment had had an unpleasant
reaction, tried to fix the situation by saying, "Ron,
it was just a joke, we know that what just happened
here was a fluke, she caught you off guard and to tell
you the truth anybody caught off guard by her would
probably done the same if not worse, so there is no
need to go schizo on us now."
"What is wrong with her? She's dying for us to give her
a good fucking, probably all at once. What was Hannah
saying about a promise or a deal; I'll bet you anything
it's that they wouldn't let us touch them in the most
'fun' way. But why, what does she get out of holding
back?" Ron was getting more excited, and increasingly
angrier as he tried to analyze the situation.
"It's really not important Ron," Don said calmly,
"anyway; she never actually said we won't get what we
want; if anything, she said it's definitely coming,
just when she says so. She probably needs to feel in
charge of it."
"But why wait for something she wants and can get now?"
Ron puzzled.
"I think that's pretty obvious Ron," John said smiling,
"they want us to suffer. Well, Lana does anyway,
probably wants us all on our knees begging her to let
us cum."
"I don't beg," Ron said, "I don't follow orders, I do
not let girls drag me around on a leash, and I do not
submit to humiliation!" He wiped some more shit off his
face. "That girl is going to be my next Melissa, my
next Rosanne, my next Clarice, I promise you that!"
John and Don were really looking worried now. "Ron,"
John said, "all those girls you mentioned were helpless
submissive 'nut-jobs' just waiting for someone to
dominate them. How many times did we have to stay up
with you, trying to make you feel better about
yourself, after a night of putting one of them through
hell?" John now sounded a little angry himself,
"seriously," he continued, "how you managed to end up
with so many torture loving freaks in Junior High
School still amazes me."
"That's because I'm the 'Master'," Ron said calmly,
studying the shit covered napkin in his hand, "and a
master can always tell a true submissive when he sees
one."
"Well you didn't see one in Lana," Don said, "believe
me; you will never turn her into a Melissa Watkins."
"Who said anything about turning Lana into a Melissa,"
Ron questioned still closely studying the crap covered
napkin.
"If you're looking to dominate someone," Don continued,
"you should put your money on Ana, from what Hannah
says—"
"From what Hannah says, Ana isn't a true submissive.
No, a true submissive never begs their master to stop
what they are doing, no matter how much it kills them.
No," Ron said bringing the napkin to his nose and
sniffing it, like a lion trying to get the scent of his
prey, "No, a true submissive knows to keep their mouth
shut while their master is in action, no matter what.
If they do speak to their masters, it will only be to
apologize or to beg permission to do the most basic
things."
"Like eat?" John questioned, starting to follow Ron's
thoughts.
"It wasn't completely Lana's idea to keep us from
having sex," Ron said in a surprise shift of the
conversation, "they made a promise to each other not to
have sex with us until a certain time. They're up to
something, and they are pissed at us for some reason."
John and Don looked at Ron suspiciously and Don said,
"and you know this because…"
"There's only one reason why three hot female lovers of
sex would make a pack not to have sex with three hot
male lovers of sex." Ron said coming to a conclusion.
"And that reason is?" John questioned.
"You said it yourself brother, to make us suffer. They
want to punish us for something. The only thing they
can get from withholding the sex, they so much want,
from us is revenge."
After thinking it over a bit John said, "I have to
admit brother, it makes sense, but what have we done to
them?"
"You know," Don said suddenly joining in on the hard
thinking, "Lana was really stressing the privacy of
their own room; you don't suppose that—"
"No way," John said as he pulled out his Pocket PC and
opened it straight to the surveillance program and a
view of the girls' room. He watched as Lana leaned over
the computer desk looking puzzled, as if searching for
something.
"What is she doing," Ron asked, still looking at her
with a bit of awe.
"Probably trying to figure out how to turn it on," John
joked, "she might be queen of orgasms, but I happen to
know that Hannah is the computer and electronics queen
among them." Noticing the tray on the bed and Ana next
to it he added, "Hannah must be in the bathroom
finishing that clean-up." As he giggled at the look on
Ron's face he added, "Oh, see, here she comes now, and
she's explaining something to Lana."
As they watched, Lana stood up and walked over to the
bed; she signaled her sisters to sit on either side of
her, opening her legs wide she placed the tray between
her legs as she spoke.
"Looks like she's about to fill them in on the possible
band merger." John said.
As Lana talked, she opened the jar of peanut butter and
using a knife began to spread some, not on a piece of
bread, but on her two breasts.
"See there," John said, "if they are mad at us, it
can't be because they know we're secretly watching
them. Come on, let's get to the studio, we can watch
this on the super-screen."
Ron took one more look at Lana and thought, "Don't
worry miss 'Orgasm Queen' the Master knows how to get
revenge too. And I'll get my revenge on you by taking
away one of your most prized possessions," and he then
shifted his look to Hannah, by her side.
Chapter Twelve – Band Merger
As Hannah entered the girls' room carrying her tray,
she saw both Ana and Lana looking curiously at the
computer screen. Hannah had something important to say,
but she had suddenly gotten an immediate call of nature
and, putting the tray on the bed, flashed by without a
word.
"I could have sworn she was just in there," Ana said,
going over to the bed and sitting by the tray.
"Great," Lana said, "When I really need her, she
doesn't even look at me. I have got to find out what
that beeping is all about."
"It only beeped for like half-a-second," Ana said.
"Yeah, but it's the second time I heard it. That's what
woke me up before. It's like an alarm or something, it
must mean something." Just then it began beeping again
and Lana bent over the monitor trying to figure out
what the beeping meant. "Well," Lana said, "there's no
doubt it's coming from the computer."
Just then, Hannah re-entered the room, in time to hear
a final beeping, and said, "Oh, the spy alert."
"The what," Lana asked puzzled and Hannah came over to
her and also bent over the desk.
"The spy alert; it's a small alarm I set up. It lets us
know when a computer on the network uses our room's
camera." Since Lana was still looking puzzled Hannah
added, "In other words, it tells us when we are being
watched."
"Being watched," Lana said with a confused expression,
"but they are still in the kitchen aren't they? Plus,
it beeped like a minute or two before you came up, for
like half-a-second. Is there someone else watching us?"
"I don't think so," Hannah said. "I caught a glimpse of
John's Pocket PC just before coming up, he got an email
alert and checked it, I'm sure I saw our room on it
just before the email program opened. That would have
been around the time you say you heard the first beep."
"So they can not only watch us from their room," Lana
said getting up and moving to the bed, feeling a tingle
of excitement, "but pretty much from anywhere in the
house. Hannah, pull up our room on the screen, then
come sit next to me, I want to see exactly what they're
seeing."
Getting on the center of the bed, she watched herself
on the Plasma TV, and spreading her legs wide, she made
room for the tray. There wasn't going to be much time
for play, they had to take a quick bath and get into
their costumes if they wanted to join the boys in the
garage. "Ana, get on my other side," Lana said. She had
never considered herself an exhibitionist, but she
couldn't deny that knowing they were watching was
getting her very hot and horny, and the thought of not
giving them a show worth watching, even a very short
one, repulsed her.
"I have some news I think you're going to like." Lana
said, looking directly at Ana, but Hannah had already
heard in the kitchen that the news would be for all of
them. "I'll prepare some sandwiches while I tell you,
but, in the meantime," she grabbed the jar of peanut
butter and the butter knife from the tray as she said
this, "the two of you can start eating." She spread the
peanut butter over her breasts and pulled her sisters
heads to them. Instantly, and unquestionably, they
started to suck and lick them clean, eating the peanut
butter and her boobs.
Lana began preparing a few sandwiches and said,
"There's an all night party for kids our age at the
beach tonight. DON'T STOP, either of you!" Lana
screamed this as she sensed that Ana, in the excitement
of hearing the news wanted to stop and look up at her.
Hannah, on the other hand, had never even dreamed of
stopping what she been commanded to do. "You don't need
your mouths to hear what I have to say. Now, not only
will we be going to this party with the boys, we have a
chance to perform and really let ourselves be known."
Without stopping her feasting, this time, Ana looked
up, locking eyes with Lana, giving her a questioning
glance. Just then they heard another series of beeps
and Lana said, "Weren't they watching us?"
Hannah looked up at the screen and saw a number three
in the top right corner of the screen. Almost instantly
it reduced to the number two. Having completely cleaned
Lana's boob, Hannah reached for a sandwich and took the
opportunity to speak, "You see that number 2 on the top
corner of the screen?" Lana gave a small nod and Hannah
went on, "It's another little thing I added, only we
can see it, it tells us how many computers are using
the camera in front of us. A moment ago it was at 3.
One is our computer and another was John's Pocket PC, I
don't know what the other was, but there was a third
one for a moment."
"They're in the garage now," Lana said, "it's were we
are suppose to meet them when we're ready. Is it
possible for them to be watching us from a computer in
there?"
"Probably," Hannah said, "this whole area around our
house, garage included, is probably one giant hot zone.
But why do they want us to meet them in the garage?"
"Because they have a musical band, and we'll be singing
with them." Lana said.
Unable to hold the shock of excitement at this news,
Ana released the nipple she had been nibbling on to
say, "they have a band!"
Lana shot her an angry glance and grabbing the jar of
jelly told Hannah, "Get this tray out of the way." As
Hannah instantly complied, Lana spread her legs even
wider and spreading jelly all over her groin area,
including inside her twat she said, "Ana, now that
you've had some peanut butter, don't forget the jelly.
Be quick, but be thorough, we need to take a quick bath
and get into our costumes. Since we'll be at the beach,
we can use the swimsuit version."
Ana bent down and instantly began licking up the jelly.
Letting her tongue work deep into Lana's pussy, Ana
savored both the sweet taste of the Jelly and the even
sweeter taste of her sister.
***
After the girls had finished taking a quick bath, they
returned to their room; the sound of a beep followed
them in, and looking up at the screen, they saw the
number 1 in the corner suddenly change to a 2 and
Hannah said, "they must have been using the bathroom
camera while we were in there."
Quickly going to the closet and digging out their
costumes, they put them on. They then minimized the
surveillance program window on their computer and put
the system in hibernation.
"We don't want anyone walking in and seeing anything
they shouldn't," Hannah said.
"Actually, I think if the upstairs maid comes in,
she'll be too horrified by that peanut butter and jelly
covered blanket to notice much else," Lana said, "we
better get it in the linen hamper before going."
Having taken care of this final task, they prepared to
step out when Lana suddenly said, "Don't forget the
song book, Ana and remember, once there, you are our
leader." Ana looked at Lana with a big smile and she
grabbed a book that lay on the end table.
***
In the garage, Ron said from the front of the 75 inch
Plasma TV screen he'd been watching, "they're on their
way, you better shut down quick."
John instantly powered down the computer at which he
was sitting; Ron turned off the screen just as he heard
some noise in the garage.
"This garage looks pretty big from the outside, how is
it that there is only room for one car," Ana asked.
"I expect the rest of the garage is behind that door,"
Hannah said walking to a single door on the back wall.
"Come on," Lana said, "they said to just walk in."
***
As the girls entered the studio, Ron looked them over
and said, "Cool costumes, where'd you get them?" He
looked over the apparently completely leather costumes.
They were sort of shaped like full body swim suits;
they also had on long leather gloves and tall leather
boots that sort of hugged their legs to just below the
knees.
As the girls stood side by side, he couldn't help
laughing as he realized that there were large diagonal
cut outs in front of each of their suits; the two
diagonal cut-outs began just below each breast and
moved across to just above the groin area, together the
two cut-outs formed a large "X" that intersected at
each of the girls clearly visible belly buttons.
"Mom designed these for us herself," Ana said proudly.
"What do you do if you have to go to the bathroom,"
John asked curiously, noticing that though the suits
were pretty low cut on top, there didn't appear to be
any way to get to the bottom area other than completely
removing the entire suit.
Smiling, Lana reached behind her and the boys heard
what sounded like a Velcro patch being separated, Lana
then put her hand just above her groin area and pulled
forward completely separating the bottom of the suit
revealing her naked; she then turned and bent to show
off her naked asshole and give an even better view of
her now open cunt. Lana presented the separated portion
of her costume to John for a closer inspection.
John took it and showed great interest in something he
saw on the inside area. It seemed to be a rubber,
suspiciously phallic shaped object on a hinge that
could either lay flat against the puffy leather
material, or stand completely perpendicular to it. On
still closer inspection, he noticed what looked like a
switch, on the end that remained against the material
in the standing position. Giving the switch a flick,
John almost dropped the entire thing when it began to
vibrate.
"Please tell me you don't use this while singing," John
said, "the moaning could definitely throw the song off
key."
Grabbing it back, turning it off, and repositioning the
vibrator in the parallel, non-active position, Lana
reattached it to the rest of her costume saying, "Don't
be silly, that's just to keep a person calm between
songs. I'm sure you know that singing in front of a
large audience can be unnerving."
"Did you say Mom designed these," Don asked a little
unbelieving.
"Yeah," Ana said, "she's pretty cool when it comes to
this kind of stuff." Then, seeing the surprised look in
the boys' eyes Ana quickly added, "designing clothes I
meant." Then, on a second thought added, "And probably
what you were thinking too."
"Are those lights boarding the 'X' cutout," Ron asked,
taking another good look at the costumes himself.
"Yeah," watch this Ana said, pressing on an area
between her boobs. The other girls did the same and the
lights around the 'X' started to flash on and off.
Standing side by side, it was like a sign that flashed
'XXX'. Stopping the demonstration Ana said, "Enough
about our costumes; show us what you have to offer and
let's start singing."
***
The boys led the girls deeper into the studio, which
truly was large for being in the back room of a garage,
and the girls took instant note of the giant screen TV
against the back wall, as well as a wire that connected
to the computer on the desk under it.
Noticing their looks of interest, John said, "Any DVD
movie can be watched on the big screen there, as well
as movies downloaded in any file format."
The girls next took note of very large sofa in the
middle of the room facing the screen, and the two love
seats on either side of it, facing each other. All of
which, the girls were sure, could be converter to very
nice sized beds.
Again John seemed to read their thoughts and said, "We
take our music seriously, sometimes we practice so
late, we just camp out here."
Looking at the very corner of another wall, the girls
saw a full drum set, a keyboard organ and a base
guitar. There were also several speakers and
microphones on stands.
"We set everything up so we can start practicing
immediately," Ron said, adding, "Did you bring that
song list?"
Ana passed the songbook to Ron, who, after flipping
through several pages stated, "This is good, we play
almost all these songs. Now let's try a few and hear
you sing."
***
After and hour of, what all involved agreed, was an
awesome practice, they all sat at the sofa to rest a
while before going in to eat a quick dinner and pack-up
the instruments and equipment for transfer.
"How, exactly, do we get all this down there," Lana
asked.
"We have a trailer that it all fits in nicely. Usually
we would attach it to the car, but since we're only
going three blocks, we can push it there manually."
John replied.
"I can't wait for them to hear us tonight," Ron said.
"Love Times Three is so going to rule this town!"
The boys noticed the girls stiffen at this statement
and they said, "What's wrong?"
"What do you mean, 'Love Times Three' will rule this
town," Ana asked angrily, "Our name is 'Triplet X'."
"It's our instruments that will be playing," Don said.
"But it's our voices that will be heard," Hannah
countered.
Lana, deciding to break off the argument said, to the
boys, "This is not 'Love Times Three'." Then, turning
quickly to Hannah and Ana before the boys could answer
said, "and I'm sorry girls, but it is not 'Triplet X'
either. This is a new band, and as such, should have a
new name."
Everyone around looked a little sour, but slowly nodded
their agreement. They then began trying to think of a
name.
"Whatever the name is," Ana said, "it should really
have an 'X' in it. It's what justifies the X's on our
costumes."
"But all our instruments and playing shirts say,
'LOVE'," Ron pointed out.
"How about 'Anderson Triple X Love'," Hannah
questioned.
"We're waiting for the okay from your master before
reaching that point in our relationship," Ron said
coldly. Then, noticing the cold stare from Lana add, "I
don't think the family name should be in it, family
bands went out with the Jacksons, the Osmonds and the
Partridge Family."
"Who are all of them," Hannah asked puzzled.
"I rest my case," Ron said with a smile.
"What about 'Love Times Six'," Don suggested. "The 'X'
can represent a multiplication sign."
"It's not fair if the new name is pretty much just the
present name of you band with a different number," Ana
argued. "I mean what if I suggested we be 'Triplet X
Love'?"
"THAT'S IT," Ron said suddenly, "It's perfect; we can
be 'Triplet X Love Times Two'."
"Times Two," Ana questioned dubiously.
"Yeah," Ron said, "What do you get when you multiply a
set of triplets by 2; don't you get six wild kids?
Anyway, we are double what was in either 'Triplet X' or
'Love Times Three'."
"Triplet X Love Times Two," Lana said, letting the name
roll off her tongue, then, with a smile she said, "I
like it!"
"Well," Ron said, "I guess that settles it, the Queen
has spoken; look out world, here comes 'Triplet X Love
Times Two'!"
Chapter Thirteen – Lifestyles of the Young and Perverse
"So, what's wrong?" Josie asked as she noticed the look
of worry on Laura's face.
They were back on the sun deck of the yacht and were
sitting across from each other, enjoying the calm sea
air and the last of the day's sun.
"What do you mean?" Laura asked sitting up from her
reclined position to look straight at Josie; as she
did, her naked breasts swung slightly back and forth,
though for the most part, they stood firm before her.
"I mean, that you are worried about something, and it's
keeping you from talking to your husband. Believe me
when I tell you it is never good when you can't say
what you want to. It's definitely not a way to start a
marriage." Then she added with a concerned and
knowledgeable look that made Laura believe Josie was
speaking from experience, "I know!"
Though Laura wanted to hear the woman's experience, and
especially, how she obviously survived it, she was more
concerned with something else at the moment, "how do
you know Stan and I haven't been talking?"
"I was with you two in the galley, remember? Both at
lunch and at the snack you had just half-an-hour ago.
Not only do you not talk to each other, you both
constantly avoid looking each other in the eyes; Henry
and I were like that once."
"Well, we've spent most of our time in our cabin,"
Laura said defensively, "how do you know we don't talk
there?" Laura stopped looking Josie in the face as she
said this, and dropped her eyes instead to Josie's
almost totally bald pussy. Josie was sitting Indian
style on the lounge chair and this had the tendency to
open her to her fullest, Laura saw the liquid pooling
there, and unconsciously licked her lips, desiring so
much to have a drink, she was really starting to miss
her girls.
"I spend most of my time aboard reading in my cabin,"
Josie said, lying without missing a beat, "you know the
cabin next to yours. I doubt the one word imperatives
I've heard shouted through the wall all of last night
and most of today were part of everyday conversation."
Josie had said this with a smile in her eyes and such a
mischievous grin, that Laura couldn't help smiling, and
then actually breaking out into laughter. The first
time she'd truly laughed since the wedding. She
couldn't help but trust this gorgeous, naked red-head
in front of her.
Becoming a bit serious, yet much calmer, (laughter
truly has an incredible healing power) Laura said, "You
were saying that Henry and you were having a problem
communicating once?"
"Yeah, a stupid block in our relationship, caused by
ridiculous suspicions neither of us wanted to voice out
loud. It actually started with a demotion he had
received when the company he was working at during the
beginning of our marriage started down-sizing. Henry
couldn't bring himself to tell me he'd be working for
almost half what he'd been earning to that point, and
his manner changed somewhat. He couldn't talk to me or
look me directly in the eye, and when he started giving
me less money than usual for personal things, I started
wondering if he was possibly giving the rest of the
money to someone else."
"You thought he was having an affair," Laura said
shocked.
"That's what happens when you can't say what's really
happening; you start thinking the wrong things. My
attitude toward Henry changed dramatically, especially
in bed; I couldn't perform properly wondering who else
he might be sleeping with. He noticed my sudden lack of
enthusiasm for him in bed, and knowing that I loved sex
more than anything, he started thinking that possibly I
wasn't receptive to him because I was satisfying my
much loved needs somewhere else."
"You're kidding," Laura said, "so you were thinking he
might be having an affair, and he was thinking you
might be having one, and you just couldn't ask each
other what was wrong?"
"Needless to say it almost destroyed our marriage."
"How did you survive," Laura asked, almost begging to
know the secret.
"Martin and Kim, a couple we had recently met, noticed
the change in our attitude and decided to butt in. Kim
talked to me, and Martin talked with Henry. The idea
was that if we couldn't talk to each other, maybe we
could talk to them, with the understanding that they
would then share our stories with no one but each
other. It turned out to be quite easy to talk to Kim, I
mean we all want to say what is our mind, it is just
that sometimes the people closest to us (like a spouse
or kids) are not the easiest to talk to.
"I was dying to talk; I just couldn't talk to Henry.
Henry also found it very simple to talk to and confide
his suspicions to Martin. Once Martin and Kim talked
over what they had learned from us, and realized we
were both suffering from the same false suspicions,
they helped Henry and me to talk to each other. Then,
when it was all over they showed us a way to prevent
such false ideas of infidelity from ever getting in the
way of our marriage again."
"Well how did they do that?" Laura asked almost
astonished.
"Oh," Josie said, stretching her legs and lying back in
the lounge chair, closing her eyes, "they simply
convinced us to have sex with them."
Josie said this in such a 'matter-a-fact, something
that happens every day' way, that Laura was left
staring at her with her mouth open. Josie didn't say
any more to elaborate, and Laura had, in fact, even
thought she'd fallen asleep until she re-opened her
eyes for a moment to look at the sun set over the sea.
Laura, curious and desperate to hear more said, "What
do you mean they convinced you to have sex with them?
How could that possibly help?"
"They showed us the statistics and facts that prove
that fear of, or suspicion of infidelity is the leading
cause of divorces, not only in the United States, but
around the world. Also, they showed us the facts that
prove that in cases of actual infidelity, the action
was triggered by a man or woman's natural instinct to
feel something new from time to time; not get stuck in
the same daily routine for the rest of our lives.
"Having an open marriage, they call it swinging
sometimes, eliminates all those problems. You and your
spouse can always experience something new, and there's
no need for jealousy or suspicions of infidelity,
because you are always sharing the new experiences
together."
"So you and Henry have been 'swingers' now for a long
time?"
"Three years," Josie said proudly.
"And it really works," Laura said amazed, "being able
to have sex with people other than one another?"
"Absolutely, and you wouldn't believe the incredible
number of people who share our beliefs; and I'm talking
about people from all walks of life, doctors, lawyers,
politicians, teachers, taxi drivers, garbage men, etc.
We've actually found, that the closest knit families
are the ones were, not only the husband and wife, but
also the children, share in the experience too."
Laura almost dropped a glass she was using to sip a
piña colada, "Their children," she said aloud, "you
mean, there are people out there that, well that do it,
with their own children?"
Laura was trying to sound outraged, but she couldn't
quite hide the excitement in her eyes as she thought
that maybe her family wasn't quite as 'eccentric' as
she had previously believed.
"Oh dear," this is the 21st century, denial of the
existence of incest died with the middle ages. It has
long been proven that nothing forms a closer bond in
the family than regular sexual intimacy."
"Yes," Laura said suddenly, "that's exactly what I've
been thinking, a close bond; you wouldn't believe how
incredibly close and strong. A bond that just can't be
broken because you add new members to the family; what
you do with new family members is let them become part
of the existing bond: but how, how do you explain that
to the new family members?"
Laura was looking totally stressed as she semi-
confessed her predicament to Josie. Josie, on the other
hand, was the one now wearing a look of surprise. It
looked like getting Laura to accept her life style was
not going to be as much of a problem as she thought,
just getting her to accept that she already lived it.
***
Stan, in the meantime, was in the control room with
Henry as he steered the yacht. "This is great," Stan
said, "one day I am definitely buying a yacht of my
own. Thanks for letting me steer for a while."
"No problem," Henry said smiling, his long dick (even
when non-erect) swinging back and forth between his
legs, as he moved with the steering wheel. "As long as
you didn't crash the boat, no one is in trouble."
As Stan watched the pendulum motion of Henry's cock
with an almost hypnotized gaze, his own couldn't help
but spring to life. An action that did not go unnoticed
by Henry, who, smiling said, "Josie told me that you
and your wife had initially ignored reading the
contract's fine print, I hope you aren't feeling any
discomfort."
"Believe it or not," Stan said, "it suddenly feels just
like home, at least the home I've had up to now. With a
wife, three teenage daughters, and a new servant, a lot
of things may have to change." Stan said this so
gloomily that Henry seriously felt sorry for him.
"Is that what you've been avoiding telling your new
wife, that you don't want to change your lifestyle? You
shouldn't have to, you know."
"Yeah," Stan said with a defiant, THAT'S RIGHT
attitude, but then lowered his head and said, "but she
shouldn't have to either."
"Well," Henry said, "that's were the art of
compromising comes in: unfortunately, compromising only
comes after clearly outlining both sides of a
situation." Henry was saying this in a humorous way,
but it was obvious he was trying to make a point that
was dead serious.
"Where's the compromise in the lifestyle I lead at home
and the lifestyle she must've lead?" Stan was very
pensive as he thought this out loud, then, he noticed
the confused look on Henry's face and he said, "What's
wrong?"
"What do you mean, 'the lifestyle she must've lead'
don't you know for sure what sort of life your wife
lead?"
"Well," Stan said, "I'd never really been over to her
old house."
"In one year of almost daily dating you never once
visited her house?"
"She never invited me, and anyway, I never invited her
over to my place, I wasn't ready for her to see how I
lived. We got along fine outside the houses, and after
six months we started going out from time to time with
the kids; so they could get to know each other."
"But never in each others houses," Henry repeated
suspiciously, then asked, "didn't you spend the night
together, at least once, before the wedding?"
"Of course we did," Stan said, lost as to why Henry
seemed so perplexed. "At least twice a month we'd
escape to a nice motel or a B&B. Laura insisted on
alternating the payments; I'd pay for one get-away, and
she'd pay for the other. Why do you look so puzzled?"
"You never found it odd that she would rather pay extra
to stay at a motel than bring you to her house to spend
the night?"
"Well no, like I said, I never brought her over to my
house."
"Yeah," Henry said slyly, "you also told me your reason
was so she wouldn't find out the type of lifestyle you
lead…" then, after a small pause in which he led these
words sink in to Stan, he asked, "what was her reason?"
Shocked by the question, Stan opened his mouth to
answer, but found himself at a loss for words, he
thought back at the few times over the past year when
he had hinted visiting Laura's house, how she always
seemed to have a ready made excuse to him out (just
like he did, actually, when she made similar hints
about visiting him), "Well," Stan continued, "her
reason was because—well because," as he just could not
think why at the moment, he said the only thing that
made sense to him, "because she didn't want me to see
the kind of lifestyle she was leading?"
"Hmmm," Henry said in deep thought, "you know, maybe
the next time you and your wife are in bed, you should
bring up the subject of lifestyles, I've a feeling the
two of you may have a lot more room to compromise than
you can even imagine."
"You know," Stan said, suddenly wondering just how
different his and Laura's lives were, "maybe I should."
Chapter Fourteen – Triplet X Love Times Two
When the kids finished their rehearsal, they entered
the house to find that Amy was not only finally awake,
but that she had a four course meal waiting for them.
"It's your first official dinner as brothers and
sisters and it should be something special," Amy said
as she finished setting the large dining room table
around which 12 people could comfortably sit.
"So what are we having," Ron asked expectantly, "some
lobster, ham, or roast duck?"
"The main course is meatloaf and potatoes," Amy said
grinning.
"Meatloaf and potatoes," they all questioned, a little
disappointed.
"Well, what's special about that," Lana asked making a
face.
"What's special," Amy said, bringing in the first
course (a lovely garden salad), "is that you're all
sharing it with three new brethren."
As Amy said this, she smiled at Lana, who, smiling back
said, "Yeah, that is special, isn't it?"
"Damn," Don said suddenly as he grabbed his salad."
"What's wrong," Hannah asked.
"Just French, or Ranch, and no time to make our own,"
he said, holding up the bottles of salad dressing.
They all laughed at this and began having a very
enjoyable dinner.
After the plates from the final course had been cleared
away, the kids told Amy and Pietro they needed to talk
to them, and could they join them in the family room.
***
"Okay," Amy said after a few minutes of staring at the
kids and they're not speaking, "so what do you want to
talk to us about?"
"Umm," John said, "umm—do you like the girls'
costumes," he asked lamely."
"Like 'em," Amy said, "I want to rip them off and try
them out myself, their amazing!" She then added,
somewhat unconvincingly, "the clothes I mean. By the
way girls, you sound amazing too. I could you
practicing."
"Well, thanks Amy," Ana said proudly.
"But," Pietro then said, speaking for the first time,
"I get the feeling that there is something else you
want to tell us."
"Yeah, well—" Ron began.
"The truth is—" Ana started slowly, and then rather
quickly said, "well the truth is we've formed a new
band, 'Triplet X Love Times Two'!"
"And triple X love it is," Amy said, almost hopefully.
"No," Lana said giggling, "not 'triple X', 'Triplet
X'."
"It looks triple X to me," Amy said tauntingly as she
gave the girls costumes another inspection.
"Look Amy," John finally said, "the thing is that we
have our first gig tonight at an all night beach party
for High School students."
"We'll be able to meet kids our own age and make a name
for ourselves all at once," Ana added.
"And all you need from us," Amy said, looking over at
Pietro, "is the permission to go."
"Well the two of you are sort of in charge you know,"
Ana confessed.
"Sounds fine with me," Amy said, "let's get down
there."
"Umm, it's sort of no parents or adults allowed," Ron
said nervously.
"Oh, I assure you, neither Pietro nor I are parents,
yet, as for being adult, have I ever looked or acted
like an adult? As for Pietro here, he's not an adult
either, he's the extra help you will need to quickly
pack up all of your equipment and drag it three blocks
to the beach." Amy said all this with an air of humor,
but there was nothing funny about the stern look she
was giving all of them.
"There is absolutely no way you are going to let us go
to this party alone, is there," Lana said frowning a
bit.
"And tell your parents that what we did on your second
night in a new and unknown town, where we know no one
and no one knows us, was to send you to an all night
beach party alone? Umm—I think the answer to that is,
NO WAY! Anyway, I wouldn't miss your first 'gig'
together for the world. Now, enough talking, we've got
some packing to do.
***
An hour later, they set off for the beach, together,
Pietro and the boys pushing and pulling the trailer
filled with all their equipment; this included not only
the instruments, speakers and mikes, but also some
stage lights that could be mounted on stands, should
extra lighting be required. The girls were pushing a
second cart which was full of such things as, six
sleeping bags, an additional tent (somewhat smaller
than the one they had waiting for them), and ice box
full of ice, and a portable barbecue, Amy had also
placed a large bag in it, but she hadn't mentioned what
was in it.
Amy herself was in the rear, she was carrying two
shopping bags with things she had purchased as they
passed the 24 hour supermarket, these included such
things as: a bag of coal, lighter fluid, a box of
hamburgers, a box of hot dogs, as well as one of
sausages for the morning. There were also some extra
necessities such as: hamburger and hot dog buns,
ketchup, mustard, and of course two cases of soda.
The kids reminded Amy that they had just eaten a four
course meal, but Amy reminded them that if they were
going to spend the next 24 hours or more on the beach,
there was a good chance they would get hungry again
before they left.
One block from where the public beach would start, Lana
noticed the giant stone wall that seemed to cover a
whole block of the beach, not letting anyone see beyond
it. "Why is this part of the beach walled off," she
asked curiously.
"I'm not really sure," Ron said, "I haven't had a
chance to investigate it. I heard something about a
private beach where no one under 18 is allowed; that's
probably it, since once we get to the open beach we can
walk on it completely. It's like 15 blocks from one
side to another, and curves to eventually go around
this street and up the adjacent one."
"Wow," Ana, who had always loved the beach said, "what
a great place to live, beaches all around."
***
They found their tent, right where the boys had put it
up the second time around. Katrina and Jason Wilson
were lying it, they seemed suspiciously out of breath
for, as they stated, having just been catching a nap.
"Wow, John," Jason said, his eyes nearly popping from
his head, "are these your sisters?"
Ron made the formal introduction, pointing out the
letters on the corner left side of the girls' costumes,
as well as on their necklaces (which were clearly
visible due to the extra-short cut of their costumes).
Ron also introduced Amy (as a friend) and Pietro as the
butler (he explained how he was there to help with the
equipment delivery and setup).
When Katrina and Jason let slip that they were only in
Junior High School, Lana said, "I thought that pre-High
School students weren't coming to the party?"
"They're not," Katrina said a little mournful, "but
every year one of the local families is chosen to be in
charge of party, this year we got the job. Debbie,
especially, is in charge of the entertainment, and
since we're helping her get everything ready, we have
special permission to stay through the whole thing."
"Well," Lana said, realizing that her outburst was a
bit rude, "I'm glad for that."
Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, someone rushed over and
started hugging the boys as if they were her salvation.
The girls were shocked, when this person turned to them
and started hugging them too.
Getting a good look at who was hugging her, Lana saw
that it was a very beautiful young brunette, and from
her red, swollen eyes, she had obviously been crying.
"Debbie," John said, "is everything all right?"
"No," Debbie said, almost breaking out into tears
again, "I mean—yes, yes everything is all right, now
that you're here. We had a problem, but with you here,
it's not a problem any more."
"You didn't have any difficulty adding us to the
program so late, I hope," Ron said a bit confused.
"No," Debbie said, "nothing like that, I mean, I'm in
charge of getting the bands, I can add anyone I want;
which is why my career in High School was almost over
before I ever started my first year." When everyone
threw her a puzzled look she explained, "both of the
live bands that were scheduled to go on tonight had to
cancel on me at the last minute: one band got arrested
on the way over here for DUI, as well as possession of
drugs, the way I here it, they can't be bailed out
until at least tomorrow afternoon; the other band had
one of their key musicians and their lead singer come
down with measles, the rest of the band is currently in
quarantine."
"Wait a minute," Ana said suddenly, "are you saying
that we are not only on the entertainment list, but
that we are the only entertainment for this all night
party?"
"No, no, as you can here, we have our DJ, and he has
plenty of music, but you are the only live
entertainment, and my heroes. I was in tears thinking
what it would be like in school this year when, as the
person in charge of entertainment, I failed to produce
a band here tonight. Then, someone mentioned that they
had just seen the most awesome looking band arrive and
head this way, and I knew it had to be you."
Lana looked worriedly at the boys and said, "This isn't
fair."
"What's wrong," John asked, "we can handle it, we'll
just divide the songs into sets of maybe two or three
at a time, with the DJ and his records giving us say a
good half-hour at least between sets."
"I don't think Lana is talking about the load of work,"
Ana said, "I think she's talking about the pressure."
"What are you talking about," Don asked.
"Don't you see," Hannah explained, "being an extra last
minute band providing good relief for the actual bands
is one thing, but to be the only live band, it sort of
puts a bit of extra pressure on us to be more than
good, more than fantastic even, we have to be awesome!"
"And—" Ana continued, "Though only one hour of every
having practiced together, I can truly guarantee that
we are—FANTASTIC—I can't guarantee that we are—
AWESOME."
"But you will be," Debbie said, "I know you will, and
anyway, I'll explain, when I introduce you, how you
have accepted the challenge of filling in at such a
late hour, when our entire night could have been lost.
That should alleviate some pressure by having everyone
appreciate the fact that we have a band at all."
The boys looked at the girls who, after talking among
themselves said, "Okay, start setting up the equipment,
but give us 15 to 20 minutes alone in the tent to calm
our nerves a bit."
The boys nodded at them, smiling as they knew what the
girls intended to do.
Instantly the girls walked into the tent and zipping it
up, ripped off the Velcro pads in their costume's groin
sections; quickly positioning the vibrator in the
active position, so that it easily slipped into their
cunts when reattached, they switched the vibrators on
and tightened the Velcro pads again.
After only a minute, the girls, who had as yet not
spoken, felt much calmer.
"I feel so much better," Lana said, "who needs
tranquilizers and drugs when their bodies provide the
most powerful calming agent known to man? I wish we
could play with these on," as she said this she let out
a low moan.
Ana giggled and said, "I think John was right, the
moaning would definitely throw our songs off," she then
let out a low moan herself.
***
After 15 minutes, in which they had all cum and taken
the liberty to thoroughly clean each other up, the
girls returned their costumes to normal mode and
stepped out of the tent. They found that Amy had just
unpacked the second tent and was starting to put it up.
"Need some help," Lana asked.
"No, thanks, I have all night to put this up; you
three, on the other hand, have only a few minutes to
join your brothers on the other side of the beach. From
what I understand, they've set up a stage down there."
"I thought you wanted to see us perform," Lana said.
"You'll be performing throughout the night," Amy said,
"believe me; I'll get to see you. I just want to get
everything here organized first; besides, Pietro won
the draw."
"What draw," Ana asked.
"Well, someone should really stay here at camp at all
times, and we drew straws to see who got to watch your
first set, he won. Now go you three, they're waiting."
***
The girls followed the sound of the music they had been
hearing since they arrived, as they got closer to the
source of the music, and could here it much louder,
they started to make out the comments of the DJ, as
well as the screams of what must have been hundreds of
people. They almost fainted, when, rounding a large
rock formation, they caught sight of the backs of the
crowd, all looking up at a mostly darkened raised
stage.
"Hey," Ana said, "we forgot our bathing suits." She
said this as she noticed the majority of the crowd in
swim trunks and bikinis.
"I doubt we'll be doing much swimming tonight." Hannah
said.
"But I bet we get some diving in before the night is
over," Lana said, looking at the collection of butt
floss bikinied students before them.
"Well let's get some singing done first," said Ana,
"that's if we can find a way through this crowd and up
onto that stage."
"Hey, you there," they heard someone call behind them,
"we were on our way to fetch you. Come on, we're all
set up."
Turning, and seeing the boys, Lana said, "where did you
come from?"
"There's a path around these rocks that circles around
and comes out right on the stage." Ron explained.
"Let's hurry, we need to talk about the introduction
and first set of songs." Then, smiling, Ron added, "So
are you three 'relaxed'?"
"For now," Lana said smiling back.
On the way up to the stage, the boys filled the girls
in on everything they had agreed with Debbie,
including: a special hello message of theirs to the
community, their positions on stage, and the three
songs they'd chosen for their first set.
Once on the stage itself, they quickly took their
places. Don at the drums, John at the keyboard and Ron
grabbing his base guitar; the girls stood in the center
of the stage with their backs to the crowd. Since the
only current lighting was focused on the DJ's podium in
the right corner, they were able to do all this without
attracting much attention.
Once in starting positions, Ron gave a small nod to
Debbie, who had been attentively waiting for the agreed
signal, she, in turn, signaled the DJ that she would be
taking over after the current record was finished. When
the song ended, he cut the power to his equipment and
walking backward, blended into the unlit night.
***
Debbie walked over to the podium the DJ had just
abandoned and speaking in the mike said, "As many of
you know, the two previously scheduled bands both met
unfortunate circumstances tonight, and will not be able
to be with us, however, they always say that the show
must go on, and we are very fortunate tonight to be
joined by a group that in this late hour has offered to
take on the responsibility of providing you with the
entertainment you came here for tonight. Without
further delay; singing the first of 5 sets of songs
between now and midnight, let's have a strong applause
for 'Triplet X Love Times Two'!"
As the crowd applauded, the light focused on the
pedestal turned off, and lights focused on Don, John
and Ron turned on as they began playing the musical
introduction to the song 'Supergirl'. Then Ana, as lead
voice started singing, Lana and Hannah could then be
heard backing her up.
The girls could not actually be seen yet, no light was
focused on them; when they mentioned the words, "I am
Supergirl," Ana, in the middle of the three turned
around and, touching the area between her breasts that
powered the lights around the 'X' cutout in her
costume, turned on the lights. Lana, on her right,
turned around at the next mention of the words, "I am
Supergirl," and did the same with the lights on her
costume.
Finally, at the third mention of the phrase, Hannah
also turned and activated her lights, leaving a
blinking 'XXX' on the stage for a minute before a light
finally focused on the still singing girls, the crowd
was wild at the sight and the sound of them, by the end
of the set, which included two more songs, "American
Pie" and "I Love Rock And Roll", 'Triplet X Love Times
Two' had a pretty big fan club in their own
neighborhood.
***
"We thank the group for that—AWESOME—first set." Debbie
announced as the lights focused on the group members
all turned off to be replaced by the light focused on
the podium. She had to wait a few minutes for the
cheering and applause to die down before she was able
to continue, "they'll be back in around half-an-hour
with their second set. In the meantime, we return you
to our DJ of the night, 'Music Max'!"
As the DJ took over and instantly began playing a song,
Debbie went over to the Anderson kids and said, "That
was amazing! They love you! I love you! And your
costumes," she said turning to address the girls in
particular, "I hadn't noticed them when we first met,
they're incredible!"
"Thanks, Debbie," Lana said.
"You're thanking me? How can I ever repay you for
saving my reputation tonight?"
"We could probably think of a few ways," John said
smiling, "but for now, I'd appreciate it if you told us
how to get out of here without getting mobbed."
"Come on," Debbie said, leading them in an opposite
direction from the one that they had used to get on
stage, "This other path doesn't go anywhere near the
crowd and eventually curbs completely around them and
right back to where you have your tents. When you come
back later, you can use it. I'll see you then; I have
to get back to the stage, thanks again."
Once alone, the kids began to talk about their
successful debut, "Can you imagine if we'd had time to
really plan and rehearse better?" Ana asked excitedly.
"Well, we might have been able to teach you one or two
or our original songs," Ron said, "but I doubt we would
have done as well."
"What do you mean," Hannah said.
"I think what Ron means," Don said, "is that a good
part of our success probably came from a lot of
adrenaline cause by the fact that we didn't have the
faintest idea what to do."
"So true," agreed Lana, "Well, at least they know we
can sing now, so when we suck at our next set, they'll
at least have the memory of this first one."
"I don't think we will in any way suck," Don said as
they emerged from the beach path onto a clearing that
led directly to their tent. Then on better reflection
added, "well I hope we'll eventually suck in one way,
but don't worry Lana, I know we have to wait for that."
They could see Pietro approaching from an opposite
path.
When Lana saw Pietro she said, "That's not a bad idea,
I can use a snack." And she went running to meet
Pietro. Amy, who was setting up the sleeping bags in
the giant tent saw them and waved. Lana gave a quick
wave back and, grabbing Pietro dragged him into the
smaller tent and zipped it up.
As the rest reached the big tent, Amy smiled and said,
"I could hear you fine, you sounded great!"
The boys whispered something to each other and then Don
and John went in the big tent with Amy, zipping it up,
leaving Ron, Hannah and Ana outside.
"Well, what are we suppose to do," Hannah asked.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm going to
work on the songs for the next set," Ana said.
"Without us," Ron said, meaning of course a
representative from the boys.
"You boys prepared the entire first set without us,"
Ana said.
"Only because someone needed relaxing," Ron said.
"Still, this set is ours to set up, it's only fair."
"Fine, I think I'll take a walk on the beach to relax
my nerves," Ron said.
"Oh, that sounds like a good idea," Hannah said, "I'll
come with you."
"You're not going to help me," Ana said annoyed.
"You're much better at that kind of thing that I am,"
Hannah said, "you'd probably claim I was in you way."
As Hannah said this she turned to follow Ron toward
some rocks by the shore. Since everyone was at the
party, this part of the beach was completely deserted.
Hannah sat on one of the rocks to enjoy the calming
sound and smell of the sea.
"This is so nice," Hannah said with her eyes closed.
She was aware of Ron coming and standing next to her.
She didn't want to open her eyes because she felt so
peaceful, but then she caught a wonderful scent; a
scent that didn't belong to the sea or the sand or the
rocks, she knew that smell and it made her whole body
tingle. It was the smell of cock! She opened her eyes
and saw Ron masturbating not an inch from her face.
"What are you doing," she asked somewhat shocked.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Ron said screaming
loudly at her.
"You shouldn't be doing that, someone might see you."
"There's nobody here!"
"I'm here," Hannah said, "I'm somebody."
"You're no one, bitch! You are a toy, a piece of
property, something to be used and abused at my
pleasure!"
"You shouldn't talk like that," Hannah said lowering
her head, but never once raising her voice to deny
Ron's claims. "If Lana heard you talking like that she
would—"
"She would do nothing, because she doesn't own you
anymore! You belong to me now slave, open your mouth
and suck my dick, and do it just as well as I sucked
your ass this afternoon!"
"We're not suppose—"
"What you're supposed to do is follow your Master's
orders without question!" Ron screamed and pulled
Hannah up off the rock by her arm. Turning her, Ron sat
on the rock himself and pulled Hannah over his lap.
Removing the Velcro connected back of her costume's
groin area attachment, he left her butt naked and in
one quick move spanked her in the butt.
"You're a naughty slave; you need to be taught
obedience!" SPANK! "When I tell you to do something you
do it without question!" SPANK "Do you understand that
slave!" As he said this, he prepared the vibrator
attachment of her costume and turning it on full, put
it in place, reattaching the Velcro pad on the back of
Hannah's costume and giving her one more spanking, over
the costume, said once more, "Do you understand,
SLAVE!"
Poor Hannah was in tears, but they weren't tears of
pain, or even anger, they were tears of joy as she came
and came again.
Ron repeated more loudly, "I said, do you understand
me, Slave?"
"Yes, Master," Hannah cried out gasping, "Yes, I
understand."
"Good," Ron said raising her head a bit and guiding her
toward his cock, "Now do what I told you to do!"
Hannah swallowed Ron's cock and began to suck the life
out of him; she sucked him using her entire mouth. She
would take his cock deep into her throat then release
it until only the head was lying on her tongue, she
would give it a small bite and explore the slit with
the tip of her tongue, trying as hard as possible to
get her Master to cum. Ron, however, was in control
this time, and held off cumming until he thought he
heard someone. He let go saying, "Good job slave, now
here's your reward, drink it all up like a good little
girl!"
Hannah gulped, sucked, and swallowed until she had
drunk up all of Ron's cum. The vibrator in her cunt was
still driving her to orgasm after orgasm herself, and
she crumbled onto the beach floor, it was driving her
crazy, but she didn't dare ask her master to remove it,
that wasn't her decision to make.
Ron bent down and helping Hannah to her feet once more
removed the Velcro pad of her costume and pulled the
vibrator, he bent her over the rock for a moment and
kneeling before her flowing twat licked her juices for
several minutes before completely closing her costume
and standing in front of Hannah. He leaned over and
kissed her passionately a few times, she returned his
kisses with just as much if not more passion.
"No one is to know, yet, that you have a new master,
understand slave?"
"Yes master."
"You're to tell no one about any of this, and for now,
around other people you treat me just as one of your
brothers. Is that clear?"
"Yes master."
"Do you feel like you are betraying some orders or
trust by being with me, speak truly."
"We weren't supposed to do anything yet, not without
her permission, not until it was over."
"I know that you're up to something, I could order you
to tell me what it is, but I won't."
"Thank you, master."
"I will, however, tell you, that the faster you get
what you're trying to do over with, the less guilty
you'll feel every moment we're together. Is that
understood?"
"Yes my master."
"Now watch your face with some water, you're flushed
and look like you just had a hundred orgasms, we can't
have you looking like that around others."
Hannah bent down toward the beach water and grabbing a
handful, soaked her face. She repeated this a few times
until she felt her emotional high totally subsiding and
her brain returning to normal.
Ron then went on ahead, to the camp and sitting by Ana
and Lana said, "Don and John aren't finished with Amy
yet?"
"No," Lana said a little annoyed, "and it's almost time
for the next set. Where's Hannah? Ana said she was with
you."
"I was walking along the beach and she just wanted to
stay and sit on a rock by the water, she said something
about it being peaceful. Oh," he said suddenly, "there
she is now.'
"It's so calm and beautiful here," she said as she
reached her sisters. At that very moment, Amy emerged
followed by John and Don.
"We better start back." John said, "Anybody take time
to think what we're going to sing in this set?"
Ana held up a paper and said, "I have the set planned
out right here."
"Great," Don said, "let's go."
As the rest agreed, they walked, and Ron caught
Hannah's eyes, as he winked at her, she slightly bowed
her head and walked on to the stage feeling very, very
content.
Chapter Fifteen – Family Planning
Laura and Stan were lying side by side on their cabin's
bed looking up at the ceiling. They had returned there
after dinner, both fully intending to finally have a
much needed talk, but as usual, had only ended up being
able to have some intense sex until their bodies gave
up and they had to take a break. They'd been staring at
the ceiling now for almost 15 minutes without once
turning to look at each other. They were both thinking
about what the Carters had said to each of them, but
the fear of rejection in them still kept them silent.
It was Laura, finally, who decided she should take the
initiative and start a conversation; fishing for
something that might lead in the right direction Laura
said, "Do you know that the Carters have regular sex
with other couples?"
The question was so unexpected that Stan was left
dumbfounded, and in a surprised voice said, "What?"
Stan's surprise came more from the fact that Laura had
finally said something than from the topic of her
question.
Laura felt a little disheartened by the level of
surprise in his voice, thinking, "I knew it, he can
never accept anything like that." However, now that
they were, somewhat, talking, she didn't want to just
stop. "Josie and Henry, Josie told me that they have
sex regularly with other couples, sometimes even entire
families." Trying to sound as though she thought the
idea crazy she said in a voice full of irony, "It's
suppose to keep them from being unfaithful to each
other or something like that."
The irony in her voice upset Stan and he actually
turned to look at her for the first time saying,
somewhat annoyed, "So they're swingers, if that's the
lifestyle they've chosen and it works for them and
makes them happy; who are we to criticize it? Maybe we
should go up and show our respect of their beliefs by
joining them in hot sex!"
Stan's furious defense of the Carters brought a smile
to Laura's face, who said softly, "So you don't think
there is anything wrong with what they do?"
"Like I said," Stan said in a calmer voice, happy to at
least see her smiling, "it's their life." Then,
deciding this was a good time to bring up the question
on his mind since talking to Henry, he asked, "Why
don't I know anything about your life, how you lived
with your girls and with Pietro in your home. Hell, why
was I never invited to your home at all?"
"I was never invited to yours either," Laura said in a
more 'matter-a-fact' than defensive way, "and I know as
much about your life as you do about mine."
"Yeah," Stan admitted, "I guess that's true; there were
just some things I wasn't ready to share yet."
"Well," Laura said, "obviously there were some things I
wasn't ready to share either."
"That's not right," Stan said slowly, laying back once
more to stare at the ceiling, "we should have shared
everything before the wedding, started the matrimony
with no secrets…" he reached behind him to something
under his pillow and added, "and with no shame. I have
something to show you, and I'm sorry I didn't show it
to you before now."
Laura, who had also been reaching for something, this
under her side of the mattress, turned to look at Stan
and said, "I'm also sorry that I didn't show you this
earlier, I want to share it with you now, and all I ask
is that you focus on how happy everyone is." As she
said this, she passed him what was obviously a small
photo album, only to have Stan put another one in her
hand.
"That's all I ask you to do too," Stan said as he took
her album and gave her his.
***
Neither Stan nor Laura spoke for the next 20 minutes as
they got to truly know the additional new half of their
family for the first time through the photos that
showed all the members with blissful and happy smiles
as they shared sex, in every form possible, with one
another. Stan, especially, took a good amount of time
analyzing each of his new daughters' cunts and asses.
After the 20 minutes, they both closed the photo albums
and passed them back to one another smiling joyfully.
"So, be honest," Laura said, "What's the first thing
that came to your mind?"
"I guess that would be that I can't wait to start
forming as strong a bond with my new daughters as I
have with my sons." Stan said laughing, and then added,
"what about you?"
"Well, my first thought was a question, actually,
though I also can't wait to start bonding with my sons.
I'd especially like to try that bonding position I saw
Amy in, the one where she's bonded to all three at
once." There was a twinkle in her eye as she said this.
Stan smiled, and then said, "so what was the question?"
"What," Laura said surprised.
"The question that came to your mind when you saw the
pictures," Stan said.
"Oh yeah," Laura said quickly, "well, the question was,
why haven't you fucked me in the ass yet? More than
half the pictures you're in show you fucking someone in
the ass, either one of the boys or Amy, and you
obviously love it."
Grinning Stan said, "Well, when it comes to the boys,
there isn't much choice is there, and yeah, Amy loves
it in the butt, actually Amy loves it everywhere, but
not every woman likes being fucked in the ass, I just
didn't know if you would like it. Though, I saw the
pictures of you and Pietro, and I'm happy to see you
don't seem to have any problem with it, because, yeah,
you are right, I do love it."
Rolling over and getting on her hands and knees,
opening up her ass cheeks as wide as possible to expose
her rosebud she said, "no problem at all, and I love it
too."
As Stan got on his knees and placed the head of his
very erect cock at the entrance to Laura's 'dirty
little hole', applying pressure until it popped in, he
moved on to a different subject as he started to pump.
"So, Amy and Pietro," he said slowly, "I take it they
will be allowed to continue servicing all of us?"
"It would be a shame to let their talents go to waste,"
Laura said, letting out a small squeal as she felt
Stan's cock splitting her in two as it reached the
deepest point possible of her ass, and quickly pulled
out again, only to be pushed back in again.
After several minutes of silently enjoying this attack
on her rear, Laura said, "Do you think they've
discovered each other yet?"
"What's that," Stan said, lost in ecstasy as Laura's
ass clamped and unclamped his dick.
"The children, do you think they've had sex with each
other yet?"
"I don't know, they've only been together 24 hours or
less; don't worry though, if they haven't, it's only a
matter of time. And when we get back, we'll establish a
family game night with mandatory attendance to be sure
we get together and never pull too far apart."
"Oh, that sounds fantastic, Lana especially will love
that! She's always been sort of the sexual goddess in
our home; you'd be surprised to know that she has quite
a dark side."
"You're kidding, Lana, she seems like the sweetest of
all. Then again, Ron has always seemed the most
considerate and caring of my boys, yet you wouldn't
believe what he turns into around a true submissive."
"A bit of the 'Master' in him ehhh," Laura questioned,
excitedly, then added worriedly, "I'd hate to think
what might happen if he went head on head with Lana's
dark side."
"Well, only true submissive triggers the 'Master' in
him, he can usually find one though, it's like he has a
radar that's tuned to their frequency."
"Well Lana's safe then," Laura said, giving a small
moan and a scream as Stan pulled completely out of her
butt hole and in the same move plunged his cock deep in
her pussy and an index finger deep in her still open
rosebud. Recovering her power to speak, she continued
saying, "Hannah is the only true submissive in our
home. I worry so much about her. She'd dive in acid,
unquestionably, if told strongly enough. I try to keep
her as close to me as possible so she won't be abused
or misused in any way, but she acts so sad sometimes if
she doesn't get attention of that kind for some time."
"Doesn't Lana's dark side abuse her enough," Stan said
with a sudden concern for his new daughter's welfare.
"I've tried to get her to, but since 'the orgasm queen'
as she is called, is mostly triggered by a person that
defies her immediate desires—"
"A true submissive never gets to see her," Stan
finished.
"Poor Hannah will just stand around watching her in
action, her eyes sort of screaming, 'please, abuse me
too'!"
"Well, she sounds like a perfect target for Ron.
Believe me, it won't take long for her to get on his
radar, and once she does, you'll never have to worry
about anyone abusing or misusing her again. Ron will
give her all the abuse she needs."
"I certainly hope you're right," Laura said, moaning as
she felt Stan's cock suddenly explode in her cunt. At
the same time, she felt a powerful orgasm ripping
through her body and fell flat on her stomach exhausted
and in a little pain. Stan, who had fallen on top of
her now turned her around and kissed her passionately
for several minutes while their strengths returned.
Looking into his eyes as they finally broke off kissing
Laura said smiling, "We're going to be so happy aren't
we?"
"I doubt there will be a happier family than ours,"
Stan said smiling back.
Laura suddenly shot him an inquisitive look and
questioned slowly, "Stan, were you serious about going
up and fucking the Carters?"
Stan looked down at her and smiling again said, "Maybe
tomorrow, tonight it's just you and me again," and
leaning over, he began kissing her once more.
Chapter Sixteen – Breaking in a Slave
Lana awoke to the smell of sausages cooking somewhere
nearby, and the sound of much frolicking. She was sure
she heard children nearby and remembered that her
sisters and her were all naked in the small tent. She
saw some movement in the sleeping bag next to her and
noticed Hannah was awake.
"Morning, that's if it's still morning, are you feeling
alright," Lana asked.
"Yeah," Hannah said nervously, "why do you ask?"
"Well, we did end up playing a total of 10 sets
throughout the night, right?"
"Yeah," Hannah replied, not really wanting to get into
a long conversation with Lana, "but the long break
between midnight and 3 AM really helped, didn't you use
it to sleep?"
"Yeah, but I'm not talking about being sleepy, my
muscles are in a bit of pain; from over-dancing I
think." Lana stretched a little as she said this.
"Massage my back and shoulder a little."
"My arms do hurt a bit too, now that you mention it.
Maybe we can get Ana to do both of us; she seemed
pretty strong when she stepped out to pee."
Lana threw Hannah a strange look, was she mistaken, or
had Hannah just refused a direct command from her? She
was about to say something when she noticed their three
costumes hanging by the side of the tent, right where
they had been left early that morning after their last
set, "Did you say Ana is outside?" she said, somewhat
puzzled.
"Yeah, she should be back fast though, she just really
needed to go. Remember we told her to do it before
going to bed and she didn't go with us."
"And she had to go so fast that she didn't even bother
to put something on?" Lana questioned.
"No silly," Hannah said laughing, and getting out of
her sleeping bag, she showed Lana that she was in her
butt floss bikini.
"Hey," Lana said, "Where'd you—"
"From there," she said, pointing to something on Lana's
right.
Lana looked over and saw the bag Amy had insisted on
bringing along, she grabbed it and looking inside saw
her butt floss bikini, a pair of beach sandals and
three large tee-shirts.
"Oh great," Lana said, "I thought I'd have to spend the
day in my costume. Getting out of her sleeping bag and
lying on top of it she tried stretching some more, as
far as possible in the tent. Feeling a strong itch
between her naked legs she said, "Suck my pussy, I need
a good start to the day." She smiled and closed her
eyes, opening her legs as she said this.
After about a minute of waiting, she was shocked to
realize that Hannah wasn't immediately dropping to the
ground between her legs. Opening her eyes, she saw
Hannah standing over her, looking uncertain as to what
she should do. Starting to get annoyed, Lana said
angrily, and with much force, "What's wrong with you
today? I told you to get down here and suck my twat!
Now do it!"
"Lana, this isn't really the place to do that. There
are children running all around us."
"They are out there, we are in here! Now obey your
orders before I'm forced to make you obey them!"
"We're not in a locked house Lana," Hannah argued,
"anyone can just come in!" As she said this, the front
of the tent was unzipped and Ana stepped in. Before she
had a chance to zip it up again, they heard some wolf
whistles, leading them to believe someone had caught
sight of Lana's 'openness'.
"See what I mean," Hannah said going to the entrance
and stopping Ana from totally closing, "wait, I was
going to get some sausages." And she stepped out
leaving Lana looking shocked.
"What's wrong," Ana asked looking at the puzzled look
on Lana's face.
"I don't know," Lana said, a strong feeling of
rejection suddenly flowing over her. "Something isn't
right, very not right."
Ana saw that Lana looked almost on the verge of tears
and said, "Hey, I'll do you if you do me." And dropping
her bikini bottom she straddled her sisters head,
facing Lana's pussy, which she quickly bent down and
started eating.
As the joy of a tongue in her twat started to take
control, all thoughts of Hannah's sudden disloyalty to
her were washed away, and Lana began feasting happily
herself, letting Ana's juices flow freely in her mouth.
***
Outside the tent, Hannah found Amy serving sausages to
all the boys, as more sausages were cooking on the
barbecue. "Can I have something to eat, please," Hannah
said, almost begging, "I feel very hungry." Though her
head was turned toward Amy, her eyes were looking
directly into Ron's.
Even when Amy said, "of course you can eat, silly, what
kind of a question is that? Just grab some bread over
there while I get you the sausages," Hannah did not
move or say anything until she saw Ron slightly nod his
head as he ate a piece of bread.
No one else seemed to notice, but Hannah quickly said,
"thank you, thank you so much." And she quickly went to
grab a piece of bread.
"I think you were right about her." John said, leaning
over toward Ron and whispering in his ear.
"I know I was right," Ron answered with a sort of
wicked smile.
"Do you know if we have to play anymore?" Don asked
sounding somewhat tired still.
"Actually, No," Ron said, "John was just telling me
before you came out that Debbie talked to him early
this morning."
"She confirmed that she has four bands booked to play
this evening, and that we are free to start meeting
what she called, our 'loyal fans'.
Don laughed and almost choked on the sausage he was
chewing, "loyal fans?" He questioned smiling.
"Yeah," John said, "she said that someone already put
in a request to have a 'Triple X Love Times Two' club
this year at the High School we're going too. Though,
personally, I doubt anybody will even recognize us yet;
not unless the girls go out in their costumes that is."
"You're kidding about the club right?" Don said smiling
but at the same time shocked. "Did she say who it was
that put in the request?"
"Not really," John said, "but I'm pretty sure she was
hinting it was her."
"Well, any club with our name would have to be willing
to provide a very special brand of entertainment." Ron
said.
"Actually, that's what I told her." John confirmed.
"Really, what did she say to that?"
"She said any club could be made a private club, with a
'by invitation only' membership."
"Really," Ron said, his eyes sparkling at the
possibility.
"Don't get too excited though, she also said the
problem is that any club like that would need both a
male and a female faculty advisor."
"Don't all clubs need faculty advisors?" Don
questioned.
"The point is," John said annoyed, "it's very doubtful
to be able to find a club that caters to our 'special
interests'."
"Bummer," Ron said disappointed.
"Hannah, have some coffee." Amy said, grabbing a
thermos and a cup.
Hannah looked up at her, dying for a cup of coffee, but
uncertain what to do. Amy had practically ordered her
to take the cup, but she took orders from no one but
her master. In this mental turmoil she just sort of
moved her eyes toward Ron trying to get a clue what to
do. Ron, however, was talking and didn't catch her
glimpse.
"Oh for heaven's sake Ron," Amy said annoyed, "Will you
tell the poor girl it's okay to have coffee!"
Ron looked up surprised, he realized he should have
been paying attention to Hannah's needs, and was about
to tell her to take the coffee when he saw her eyes and
realized that if he obeyed Amy's direct command, it
would make him look weak before his slave, possibly
even make her lose faith in him. Thinking what to do,
he said, "No! Coffee isn't good for you, Hannah," then
to Amy he said, "why don't you give her some of the hot
chocolate instead." Looking back at Hannah he said,
"When she brings it to you, drink it all up like a good
little sl—girl."
He turned away from them and seeing the look on his
brothers said, "Just a little nutritional advice,
that's all," and he started finishing his sausages.
They threw him a suspicious look, but then smiling,
also finished their food.
As everyone finished, Lana and Ana, emerged from their
tent, having finally finished their own early meal.
"I hope there's still some left," Lana said hopeful,
"I'm pretty starved."
"Didn't you just eat?" Amy asked, tossing her a
mischievous glance and then smiling.
As Amy passed the two girls each of plate of food, Ron
noticed Lana giving Hannah a cold stare that kept
shifting from pretty much furious, to nearly
heartbroken.
"You have your Pocket PC?" Ron whispered to John. When
John nodded, Ron said, "I need to borrow it for a
while, I'll keep it safe, I promise." With much
reservation, John passed it to him without anyone
noticing.
Once he had it, Ron said, "Hannah, you know about
computers right?"
"Yes my—" Ron threw her a cold stare and she finished
saying, "brother."
"I'm thinking of getting one of these myself, but I'd
like to fully understand it first. Do you have time to
come with me and show me how it works?"
"Why doesn't Ron teach you?" Lana shot out coldly,
before Hannah could answer.
"He's going to be spending most of today with Debbie,
and Don was spending the day with Katrina, I was hoping
to understand this by the end of the day so I can order
it by tomorrow if it's for me."
"Want it before school starts…ehhh," Ana said, between
gulps of coffee.
"Exactly," Ron said smiling. "So, will you come with
me, Hannah?"
As Hannah started to get up Lana said in an almost
angry voice, "Well, why can't she show you right here!"
"With all this noise and distraction around us," Ron
said, calmly, yet very defiantly, "I don't think so,
come on Hannah, we'll find a nice quiet place to talk."
Before anyone could say anything else, he walked away,
Hannah at his heels, and Lana looking disgusted after
them.
"Oh yeah," John whispered quietly to Don, "she is
definitely his now."
***
As they walked what seemed the full length of the
several blocks of the beach, Hannah studied the
different rock formations that seemed to divide the
beach's shore into huge separate sectors. From time to
time, she would throw Ron an inquisitive look, but
quickly lowered her head apologetically, and simply
continued walking behind him, recognizing, that it
wasn't her business to ask where they were going. As
she started to get a little tired, she spotted what
seemed like the largest formation of rocks she had seen
yet. They seemed to form a small hill, and seemed to be
on the edge of a very, very sloped ridge.
Stopping at the very edge of this slope, Ron pointed at
what seemed like an opening in the large wall formed by
the rocks. "See that opening," he said pointing. As
Hannah nodded, looking worriedly at the slope full of
jagged rocks, Ron continued, "it leads to a cave deep
in this hill of stones. The natives call this place,
'Killer Cove' because of all the people that have died
in the last few decades trying to get down to the caves
opening."
Ron saw the fear in her eyes and smiled, turning away
from the slope and walking instead toward the wall of
rocks and climbing a little until he could get over the
top rock, and seemed to fall straight down behind it.
Hannah gasped, since the specific rock was circled on
all sides, you could not see where Ron had fallen to,
she was really starting to get worried an scared when
he said nothing for several minutes, then she heard him
say, "Well, are you going to make me wait for you all
day!"
Very much relieved, Hannah quickly climbed up and went
over the rock, landing, to her surprise, on a cliff,
one that seemed more like a mini-plateau on the small
mountain of rocks. The area was basically flat, and
easy to stand on, too easy to stand on actually; Hannah
began suspecting that this was not a natural formation,
but actually a man-made development.
Hannah noticed a rather large, flat stone in the center
of this area, it seemed incredibly smooth, she was sure
in fact, though she would never dream of making the
suggestion, that a couple could very easily lay on that
stone, in this hidden area, and enjoy some very
comfortable, uninterrupted sex for hours.
She walked over to the stone and was about to sit down
when Ron said angrily, "Have I told you to sit down,
slave!"
Almost panicking she stood erect and bowing her head
said, "I'm sorry Master, please forgive my haste."
Walking over to the stone himself, Hannah was shocked
when he pushed it to the side revealing that it covered
a hole in the cliff floor around the size of a manhole,
and, to her even greater surprise, that there were
rungs, equivalent to those of a ladder, leading down
the inside of it.
"Get in," Ron ordered, "I have to close the entrance
after I follow you. I also have to get the lights."
Hannah was a bit nervous again, but she had her orders
and she followed them without complain. She went down
several steps until her head was parallel with the
inner bottom of the cover stone; she noticed what
appeared to be a handle that could be used to pull the
rock back into position from the inside.
"What is this place?" Hannah thought to herself, though
never uttering a word out loud. Eventually, Hannah
emerged from the circular hole, still stepping down
rungs, she realized, she was now on a long metallic
ladder that was securely attached to the end, or from
this angle the beginning, of the hole and the now
visible floor of what seemed like a very large chamber
room, a very well lit room, she thought, and remembered
Ron had mentioned, something about lights.
Getting to the ground as quickly as possible, she
noticed that the room she was in had several large cots
in one end; there was a large table with several chairs
in the center, against another wall there were some
cupboards, a small refrigerator, what looked like a
broom closet and a large covered garbage can. Hannah
walked over for a closer inspection of these and found
the cupboard full paper cups and plates as well as
snacks such as: potato chips, pretzels and cheese
curls, turning her attention to the fridge, Hannah
found it stocked mostly with beer, though there were a
few cans of soda.
Hannah didn't bother checking the thin closet, and
instead turned her attention to the table, on which
there was a large glass bowl full of what seemed from a
distance like small metallic squares with circular
centers of varying colors. They stirred Hannah's
interest and she went to the table and pulled one out
for a closer look; "Oh," she yelped, as she realized
what she was holding.
"Don't touch those, I never use them if I don't have
to, they cramp my style! Anyway, I didn't tell you to
touch anything" Ron screamed, as he finally finished
his descent, "in fact," he walked over to her and
slapping her across the face said, "I don't recall
telling you to do anything at all except get down here
and wait for me!"
SLAP!
Hannah lowered her head and tried to look insulted and
hurt by this treatment, but you couldn't mistake the
look of joy and adoration in her eyes.
"That second slap was for whatever you did to tip Lana
off." SLAP! "I told you last night that I do not want
her to know about us yet. I have a very special plan
for the 'Orgasm Queen' and I don't want her catching on
before I am totally ready!" SLAP! "Now tell me what
happened."
"Master, I'm so sorry," Hannah said crying, (yet
laughing joyously within), "but she was ordering me to
have sex with her, and she has no right, sir, you're my
master, you alone tell me what to do. I just couldn't
do it, so I made up and excuse and stepped out."
"And as your master, I had told you that you were to
behave the same with Lana as you always have," SLAP!
"Before yesterday, would you have refused an order,
even a mild request, like that from her?"
Hannah broke down, suddenly crying in true pain, as she
realized, that she had indeed disobeyed her master's
direct command to her. "Master, I'm sorry, please don't
reject me, please, don't stop being my Master. Give me
another chance, please; I swear I will never disobey
another order from you again!"
Ron looked her over and realizing she was in true pain,
(emotionally, not physically as his slaps were only
meant to sting momentarily), he said, "Any other slave,
I would instantly have discarded like dry manure at the
first sign of disobedience, however, since you are my
sister, I'm willing to give you one more chance, just
one more chance, to prove yourself worthy."
"Oh, thank you Master, thank you, I won't let you down,
I promise."
Ron gave Hannah another look over. He started to think
that his long term goal for her (to eventually cure her
completely of her submissive nature so that absolutely
no one would ever truly abuse her) was not going to be
easy. He had four years, at which time they had to
possibly separate to different colleges, to work with.
For now, he would be the dominating, abusive monster of
a master she craved misusing her, while slowly
imparting in her a will to do things without need of
seeking approval.
"If I'm going to be your master, we better talk about
some rules I EXPECT YOU TO FOLLOW! Understand?"
"Yes Master."
"Sit down." As she sat, he stood menacingly in front of
her and she shivered, in excitement, not in fear."
"First of all, it goes without saying, that you are my
TOY, my BITCH, my total PLAYTHING, to be enjoyed
whenever I feel like it! However, I want you to
understand, that you are also the FAMILY PET! The Dog
or I should say bitch, since you are a girl, that
everyone in the family gets to pet and play with at
will, even though it has one definite master." Ron
started petting Hannah behind one of her ears, much as
you would a dog, "Are you understanding what I am
saying Hannah?"
Hannah gave a small nod and Ron continued, "You're
never to turn down a request from anyone in this
family, including Amy and Pietro again, if they ask for
a little relief."
"Now, I know you still have whatever is going on with
you and your sisters, and that you are not suppose to
have contact with my brothers for now, so I will tell
them to be sure not to engage you in any such
activities in front of anyone else, for now. Are you
with me so far, Bitch?"
"Yes Master."
"Good, now, they can however ask you in private to
share a little time with them, you are not to turn them
down. And to whatever you girls are up to, I'm ordering
you to do what you can to get Lana and Ana to finish it
fast, okay!"
As Hannah gave another nod, he said quickly, "Just
remember not to make them suspicious, of maybe I should
say, to further confirm their suspicions." He threw her
a nasty look and she bowed her head. "Now, as for
outside the family; you are to have intimate contact
with NO ONE unless specifically approved by me, am I
clear?"
"Yes Master."
"Next point and I can't stress this point strong
enough, I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE MY TIME WASTED HAVING TO
GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO DO THINGS YOU KNOW YOU CAN OR
SHOULD DO, Understand!"
Poor Hannah looked puzzled, was he ordering her to
think for herself? Unsure, she shook her head slightly
and then quickly bowed her head frightfully; afraid he
would see her lack of understanding as a reason to
discard her.
"Let me tell you a story about one of my x slaves. This
slave, a submissive bitch that I truly appreciated and
who knew completely I was boss, would not do anything
unless I was around to give her the okay. I went away
on a two week vacation once, you know what I found?"
Hannah was looking fearful and she shook her head. "I
found that this bitch of mine had not eaten anything,
drunk anything, completed any of her school assignments
or even gone to the bathroom in the two weeks I was
away; when I got back I found her mal-nutritional,
sick, suspended from school and disgustingly dirty; I
discarded her right then and there. I don't want a
STUPID slave that will let herself nearly die if I'm
not there."
Ron then gave Hannah a concerned look, "Hannah," he
said, "you've got a good head; I wouldn't even consider
you as a slave if you didn't. SO USE IT! If you are
hungry, I want you to eat, If you are thirsty, drink
something, if you have to go to the bathroom, go. I do
not want you waiting for me, or anyone, to give you
permission to do these things, UNDERSTOOD? I'm ordering
you to do it now, so you don't have to ask me later, Am
I being clear?"
"Yes Master, sir."
"Good, my final point at this time deals with school. I
know it doesn't start for 3 weeks, but I want you to
understand this now, you are to follow your teachers
orders regarding classes at all times, you don't have
to wait for me to approve anything they say. I want you
to not only obey all your teachers, I want you to be
the teacher's pet at all times."
Hannah threw him a scared look.
SLAP! "Not that kind of pet, you idiot! You're only our
families pet in that sense of the word. However, in
school I want you to be every teacher's favorite
student. In 4 years, I want to hear you giving the
valedictorian speech at our graduation is that
understood?
"Yes master."
"Good, follow those orders and we should have a very
long and enjoyable Master/slave relationship. Why don't
we drink to that," he said with a smile going over to
the refrigerator and getting a bottle of beer, and two
paper cups from the cupboard, he brought them over to
the table and filling one of the cups he put it in
front of himself, he then grabbed the second cup and
pulling out his cock, took a leak in it and set it
before Hannah.
"This is the final test, pass, and by next week you'll
be wearing a very nice dog collar and a license
engraved 'HANNAH Property of Ronald Anderson'; fail,
and we can forget everything right now, you can go back
to having Lana as a mediocre master and wishing she
were half the Master you know I am."
Hannah was looking terrified at just the thought of
this; she grabbed the cup in front of her as Ron
grabbed his cup of beer. "A toast," Ron said, "to a
match made in heaven. If you can drink everything in
one gulp, without spilling a drop, it is truly meant to
be. If, on the other hand, we can't drink it all," he
shot Hannah his most wicked looked yet, "Well, you
know, cheers," he said holding up the cup and smiling.
Hannah held the cup to her mouth determined not to
spill a single drop, desperate to prove herself worthy
of her master. She started to gulp her drink and tried
furiously to block out both the strong smell and
extremely bitter taste (these, by the way, only served
to more strongly stimulate Hannah's desire of not
losing Ron as her master) "even in his waste, he's more
powerful than others" she thought.
Hannah had almost gotten it all down when it's taste
proved to strong, and she started to cough, spitting
out the minimal amount left in her mouth; as she saw
the drops that had fallen on the table she broke down,
falling to the very floor, in true agony, crying
bitterly. Ron, who had not touched his drink walked
around the table to stand right in front of Hannah. She
looked up at him, and through her tears saw him turning
his cup, he turned it and spilt its entire contents,
right over her head!
He then walked away in direction of the small closet by
the refrigerator. Poor, poor Hannah could only sob
away, giving silent screams as tears rushed down her
face to join the beer now flowing over her. She was
sure Ron's actions were a declaration that all deals
were off. She hadn't held up her part of the bargain,
she wasn't a worthy slave, no master would ever want
her again, not that she would ever have found another
like Ron.
As she continued to cry, slumped there on the floor,
she sensed, more than saw, Ron standing over her. She
gave a fleeting glance upward and saw him placing
something on the table, but, since her head was almost
under the table now, she couldn't tell what it was.
"Look at me SLAVE!" Ron said. At the word 'slave',
Hannah stopped sobbing and quickly looked up, her eyes
full of hope. "Oh yes," Ron said grinning, "you are
still my slave. As you see, I wasn't able to finish my
drink; I hate alcohol, I hate drugs and I hate
cigarettes; as my slave, it will do you good to
remember that in the future. Anyway, the point is,
since neither of us could finish our drinks, we are
still a match made in heaven; we're just a match that
needs a little breaking in. As you noticed, I have
officially baptized you as my slave for life. Nothing
will change that now, no one will take you away from me
and nothing will keep us apart; nothing—" he added
harshly, "save any sign of disobedience from you. Is
that understood?"
"Oh yes master!!!" Hannah screamed, joyously, more
joyous in fact, than she had ever been in her life.
"Now," Ron said, with the most evil smile, "about that
'breaking in'," he bent to her and removed both her
bikini top and her bottom (neither of which covered
much anyway) he then pulled her violently to her feet
and before she could react, was picking some clamps up
off the table and tightly attaching them to her boobs
and her nipples, the pain that shot through her body
was both extremely hurtful and extremely satisfying.
Hannah had barely gotten use to this sensation when she
felt Ron shoving something up her pussy. She cast an
eye down and thought, "Oh, no, not that." Though, as
usual she said nothing out loud, she watched as Ron
pushed one of the monster vibrators he had found in the
small closet, one with bumps, deep into her, it opened
her so wide she was sure she was splitting in half, she
had never felt so full, an amazing thought considering
that her sisters and her had been using rather large
toys for years.
This was truly, 'breaking in', Ron next grabbed a
bottle he had placed on table and, dragging Hannah
across the room, bent her over one of the cots, her ass
high in the air, he had yet to turn the vibrator (now
deep in her pussy) on. Hannah started to feel something
being rubbed around her anal area, "What is that?" she
thought as she felt the liquid like cream being spread
around her rosebud, and soon, inside it as well, as Ron
used first one, then two fingers to truly open up her
ass hole and with the other poured a generous portion
of the liquid inside, Hannah began feeling an
incredible warm, tingly feeling that she recognized
well, "KY!" she thought, "he's using KY."
But she had hardly had time to register this before Ron
had removed his fingers, and something mush larger was
pushing in. "His cock," Hannah thought, her heart
beating faster than ever, "His big, beautiful,
wonderful cock, he's going to fuck me in the ass!"
"Open up whore!" Ron screamed, "Say hello to your
master." As he continued applying pressure to her
rosebud, it resisted penetration a little, and,
reaching under her, toward the vibrator in her leaking
cunt, switched it onto the highest of its 10 levels in
one turn. Hannah came so powerfully, that she nearly
lost total consciousness, from that moment it was as
though she were watching the events from outside her
body rather than participating, she was floating on a
cloud somewhere looking down at the scene.
Needless to say, her ass had totally relaxed: enough
for Ron to, in one push, get not only the head, but his
entire cock into her butt. He grabbed a thin spanking
rod and began to alternate between violently fucking
her ass, and a spanking, first one, then the other ass
cheek. For around every five pumps of his dick in her
ass, he gave her one powerful SPANK, on each cheek
Hannah alternated between screaming, moaning, and
groaning, but if any actual words escaped her mouth
during the series of non-stop orgasms, they were words
of gratitude and encouragement.
Suddenly, Ron felt his balls near bursting, and
thinking it might look suspicious to have Hannah's ass
leaking cum on the way back, grabbed her violently by
her long blond hair and pulled her back as he
disengaged his cock, he pulled her all the way back
until she was lying on her back on the floor, he
quickly straddled her head and sticking his cock all
the way down her throat, allowed himself to explode.
How Hannah did not choke as the unending amount of cum
flowed straight down her throat is a mystery, she was
able to get every drop this time without as much as
flinching. When he stopped cumming, Ron smiled and
removing the vibrator in her cunt, observed her butt
and pussy (both still very much open) said, "now that's
what I call breaking in."
He removed the clamps from Hannah's tits, and helping
her off the floor, and onto the cot, leaned over and
began to gently suck on first one, then the other until
they regained a bit of normal feeling. Climbing into
the cot with Hannah, he pulled her on top of him so
they were face to face, he started passionately kissing
her, and, tired as she was, she returned his kisses
with as much passion.
"I love you master," she said between kisses, "I love
you like I've never loved anyone before, and will never
love anyone again."
He put her head on his chest and allowed her to drift
off to sleep. He was feeling fantastic, and he was also
suddenly very worried. Hannah's words about never
loving anyone else bothered him. "This plan of mine to
help her may not work so well," he thought. And the
problem was that what most worried him was that he knew
there was a strong part of him that also never wanted
her to love anyone else. She was his and he—LOVED—her.
"Ronald Anderson," he thought to himself, "are you
truly falling in love with your sister?" With that
thought, he closed his eyes and also fell asleep.
Chapter Seventeen – The Swinging Sea Couple
Laura awoke after her second full night of sex with her
new husband much happier than the day before. Between
the long periods of mind-blowing sex, they had managed
to get in equally long periods of honest and totally
uncensored discussions about their families. They both
now knew the other's family as well as they knew their
own, and they were both very proud of their lives and
their kids.
Looking over, Laura saw that Stan was awake and seemed
somewhat pensive, "What's wrong," she asked concerned.
"Oh, it's nothing; it's just that I miss the kids."
Stan admitted.
"Yeah," Laura said, "I know what you mean, and it has
only been two days. How are we supposed to get through
two weeks without them?"
"Remind me never to try an isolation trip like this
again," Stan said, "It's not that I am not loving every
second that I'm alone with you," he added quickly,
"just, that without the kids, it feels like something
is missing."
"I wish there was some way we could at least let them
know how well everything has worked out. Let them know
that if they've had any reservations about fully
'getting together', they shouldn't."
"I almost feel like cutting our trip short," Stan said,
"but I know my boys would never forgive me if I showed
up early. They were looking forward to these 'two week
vacation from parents' as they called it."
"Yeah," Laura sighed, "the girls were too. They might
never talk to me again if I showed up after just two or
three days at sea."
"So what can we do?" Stan said.
"Well for one thing," Laura said slyly, "we can enjoy
the rest of our honeymoon."
"Now that's a plan," Stan said agreeing, "though I
think for now I'll try getting a little more sleep, I
really didn't get mush last night; thinking about
everything you know."
"Well for some reason I feel fully rested," Laura said,
"and a bit hungry. I think I'll see if Josie has cooked
anything." As she got off the bed, a few gobs of cum
dripped from both her ass and her pussy. "After I take
a shower, that is." She said this smiling as she
suddenly remembered the number of times she had been
filled during the night. Stan seemed to have an
unending supply of her favorite snack. Her hand
unconsciously dropped to her pussy as she thought this,
and scooping up some of the cum oozing out, brought it
to her mouth and swallowed. She walked to the cabin
door and, stepping out, headed toward the bathroom,
past Henry and Josie's room.
Reaching the front of Josie's door, she was shocked
when it suddenly shot open and an arm grabbed her,
pulling her inside.
"So, you have to tell me," Josie said, "pulling her
over to the bed and laying her down, "were you able to
talk everything out?" Josie actually knew the answer
already, having, once more, watched the pair in action
all night.
Getting over the shock of being pulled into a virtual
strangers cabin and bed, Laura said, "Actually, yes, we
were able to work everything out, and I owe you a big
thanks, I don't know how to repay you."
"Well, for starters," Josie said, "why don't you let me
help you get cleaned up." And before Laura could ask
what she meant, she felt Josie dive down between her
legs and start sucking and eating out all of Stan's
cum. Laura was, at first, too shocked, and after
several minutes of Josie's talented tongue working in
her cunt and teasing her clit, too sexually aroused,
too move.
As Laura was quickly driven to orgasm, Stan's cum,
flowing into Josie's mouth was quickly accompanied by
her own. When Josie had completely cleaned Laura's
pussy, she dropped her tongue's attention to Laura's
other hole and began cleaning her ass out too. Soon,
Laura was completely wiped, both clean and of all
energy, due to a second powerful orgasm. "There," Josie
said, "all nice and clean. Anything else I could do for
you?"
"Well," Laura said smiling, trying to catch her breath,
"I was going to see if you had something to eat."
"Oh," Josie said excited, "don't say another word," and
climbing on top of Laura, straddled her face and rubbed
her pussy against Laura's mouth until she felt Laura
greedily and happily sucking up all she had to offer.
"That's right," Josie said, 'eat up, eat all you want,
we are here to serve you!"
After completely eating up two orgasms worth of cunt
juice, Laura squeezed from under Josie, standing up and
looking at her with her juice covered face, "Well,
that's not exactly what I had in mind," Laura said,
"but it was definitely a great appetizer. Now, I'd
better go take that bath." As she said this she stepped
to the door and before going out turned to say, "thanks
again, for everything, and I'll be wanting a little
more of your special services throughout the trip. It
will help me until I can get back to my girls; I've
been missing them so much."
"You're always welcome, we are here to make you happy,
I'll go to the galley now and get something ready while
you finish." Josie promised.
***
As Laura walked out of the bathroom (having finished a
long warm bath) she walked in the direction of the
stairs and passing her cabin was surprised when it
opened and Stan stepped out.
"I thought you were going to sleep a while longer?"
Laura said questionably.
"I tried, but I couldn't get back to sleep. I decided
to go up and try some of Josie's banana pancakes. She
mentioned yesterday that's what she'd be making this
morning."
"Shouldn't you take a bath first?"
"Actually, I already have, I have been up a lot longer
than you."
"Oh," Laura said, surprised to hear that she was so
knocked out that she hadn't even noticed her husband
get out of bed, go out to take a bath and finally
return to bed after having finished, "well, come on
then, let's go."
As they walked into the galley, they were met by the
sight of Josie leaning against a wall, her legs
stretched wide and Henry's cock pumping in and out of
her from behind. Since their backs were to the door,
they didn't notice the new arrivals to the galley until
they heard some chairs moving. Josie looked around and
spotting the Andersons said, "Oh, you're here already,"
she disengaged Henry's cock leaving him with a sour
look as she said, "I'll get your breakfast."
"Hey," Henry said, "you just can't leave me like this."
"Maybe you should finish what you were doing?" Laura
said grinning, giving Henry's erect cock (just dying
for somewhere to go) a lustful look."
"I really have to get the sausages off the fire, if
they haven't burned already. I don't suppose you could
finish that for me," Josie said, "throwing Henry's cock
a quick glance, "if Stan doesn't mind of course."
"I don't mind," Stan said, "as long as I get to try
that almost bald pussy of yours, it looks awesome."
"It tastes awesome too." Laura said, drawing a shocked
look from Stan, one that quickly turned to a smile.
"Well," Stan said as Josie walked over to work at the
stove, "aren't you going to go help that poor fellow?"
Laura, throwing him back a mischievous glare walked
over to the spot on the wall just abandoned by Josie
and assumed Josie's previous position. Henry quickly
buried his cock in her and started to resume his
pumping. Stan decided to walk over and get a closer
look at his wife being fucked silly by a stranger.
He found that it in no way made him jealous, if
anything, he was getting very excited. He bent down to
watch Henry's cock going in and out of Laura's pussy
from just an inch away. As he saw Laura starting to get
really hot and bothered, he stretched hi hand toward
her groin area and, finding her clit, pinched it
tightly making Laura scream and sending her into an
orgasmic bliss.
Stan then noticed Henry about to explode and pulling
him out of his wife sucked Henry's cock into his mouth
just as Henry exploded. Stan swallowed all of Henry's
cum and when there was no more, he licked every inch of
Henry's cock clean with his tongue.
Standing and seeing Henry's surprised, but happy, face
Stan said, "sorry about that, but I just have one rule
about fucking my wife, no cumming in her cunt. I don't
want to have to wonder if any baby conceived on our
honeymoon is mine."
"Sounds fair to me," Henry said smiling, as Josie
placed a plate of sausages on the table nest to the
stack of pancakes already there.
***
After Laura came down from her sexual high enough to
get some breakfast, they all sat around the table
eating and talking when Josie asked Henry, "Henry, did
you talk to Richard this morning? I talked to Beatrice
earlier and she said he was dying to talk to you."
"I talked to him just before coming in here. He said
everything is fine, but he needed some last minute
decisions on how to handle a job we've been given at
the office."
"Wait a second," Laura said, suddenly jumping into the
conversation, "you two are in communication with people
back home? How? I thought we were completely isolated,
I know for a fact there are no cell phone towers here
in the middle of the Caribbean."
"Oh," Josie said, looking guiltily, "I'm sorry, I know
you want to believe we are completely isolated, I
shouldn't have—"
"No," Laura said, cutting in, "please, I want to know,
seriously, is there a phone on board?"
"Well, no, no phone, but you have to remember that in
today's world, there simply is no such thing as
complete isolation, the best we can do is virtual
isolation. I know you and Stan have been pretty busy in
your cabin, and probably haven't bothered to notice the
large TV hanging on the wall. It does work you know,
you may not have noticed this either, but there is a
satellite dish on top of the control room. I know you
saw the computer by the sun yesterday, it's for
everyone's use you know."
"The computer," Stan said, suddenly interested in the
conversation, "are you saying that the computer is—"
"Online," Henry finished, "via the same satellite
connection that controls the TV's. We would have
mentioned it, but you didn't seem to want to know about
other people during your honeymoon; why the sudden
interest?"
"Well," Laura said, "Stan and I were just talking this
morning and we agreed that what we really want is to
contact our kids. Let them know that everything is
fine, better than fine, actually, and also find out how
they are getting along."
"Well, whenever you want, the computer is at your
disposal." Henry said, "You can send them an email, you
can even arrange a net-conference if you would rather
talk to them, rather than simply write."
"No, that's okay," Stan said, "email will be fine for
now. "Turning to Laura he added, "We can send it to
John's address; that new Pocket PC of his is always
with him and will alert him instantly."
"We'll have to think carefully how best to say things,"
Laura said, "Hannah once told me, you can't be too
careful what you put on paper or digital, whatever that
means."
"That's so true," Josie said, "you never know who can
be reading a copy." She got up suddenly and returning
to the wall she was leaning on before said, "but first,
Stan, since Henry is still a bit down from his
encounter with Laura, do you think you can help me out
a bit; he left me with an uncontrollable itch that
needs to be scratched now." As she said this, she
opened her legs wide again, showing the full interior
of her pussy.
Stan shot Laura a questioning glance and on receiving a
nod, walked over, behind Josie, and buried his cock
(which had been hard since he watched Henry fuck his
wife) deep into Josie's pussy, receiving a joyous moan
from her, and applause from Laura and Henry.
Chapter Eighteen – Ana's Crisis of Identity
Ron thought he heard someone talk and he slowly opened
his eyes; he noticed at once that Hannah was still
sleeping soundly on top of him. She looked so peaceful
that he felt bad about having to wake her, but they
should probably be going anyway, who knows how long
they had been out.
He sure didn't know how much time they had spent there,
but he was sure it was at least noon. Leaning up, he
began kissing Hannah, at the same time dropping his arm
(which had been wrapped around her body as they slept)
to his suddenly very erect cock, and properly
positioning it at her cunt's entrance, pushed slowly
in.
Hannah moaned softly in her sleep as she felt her pussy
being pumped, over and over again, but as she began to
realize that the new sensations she was feeling were
not part of the erotic dream she'd been having, she
slowly opened her eyes as well.
Smiling at her master, she began to kiss him back as
she lay on top of him, greatly enjoying his cock in her
pussy. Then suddenly, they both froze as they heard a
voice, "You've Got Mail!" it said.
Ron realized that this was what had awakened him. He
tried to return to the same rhythm of pumping he had
been using with Hannah, but on again hearing the Pocket
PC he stopped completely and helping Hannah off him,
went to where his shorts were lying on the floor and
picked them up. From the pocket he pulled out the mini-
PC and checking the screen saw the message, "Inbox 1
new message high priority!"
As the PC once more voiced its message, Ron walked over
to Hannah with a look that said, "why can't we shut
this thing up?"
Understanding what he wanted, Hannah looked at the PC
and said, "The email as listed as high priority, that
means 'very important' that's why it keeps repeating,
it needs us to acknowledge we got the message." Hannah
looked at the two choices under the priority message on
the screen, 'download message' and 'download heading'.
Touching the words, 'download heading' the alert screen
was replaced by the inbox screen with the heading of
one unopened message; "For The Entire Family – ALL'S
WELL". Hannah passed it to Ron, who, noticing the
sender's address said, opened his eyes wide and said,
"Hey, it's from Mom and Dad!"
"What?" Hannah said a little nervous about receiving a
high priority mail from their parents when they were
suppose to be in isolation, "do you think they're all
right?"
"Well they make a point to emphasize, 'ALL'S WELL',"
Ron said. Wondering why he wasn't opening it, Hannah
threw him a questioning look, and quickly bowed her
head. Understanding what she wanted to know, Ron said,
"It's John's mail."
She lifted her head slightly and said, "It says, 'for
the entire family', that includes you," then quickly
lowering her head again added, "master, sir."
"No, not now, it might be for all of us, but it was
sent to John's address, probably because they new this
thing would alert him quickly, John should be the one
to open it. Come on, we better get out of here. Make
sure everything is exactly how we found it."
As they took a few minutes to return everything to its
original state (discarding the open beer bottle and
used cups in the garbage can) they walked back to the
ladder and prepared to climb up the way they had come.
Hannah gave the mysterious room one last look, her eyes
stopping curiously on a locked door on the opposite
wall.
Ron noticed her stare and said, "It leads to another
tunnel that goes up and comes out in a back wall inside
that cave we were looking at. There only two way in
here, through that cave in 'Killer Cove' and through
the secret entrance we used."
Hannah was curious to here more about what this place
actually was, and how Ron had come to know about it,
but he said no more and simply started climbing the
ladder to the plateau exit.
As he reached the top, Ron felt around for the handle
that could be used to push aside the entrance stone,
and once open, climbed out, remembering at the last
minute to click a switch at the very top that
controlled the lights below.
Once outside, he and Hannah returned the entrance stone
to its original state and prepared to climb back over
the rocks to the path that returned them to the main
part of the beach.
Ron helped Hannah climb down the rock and as they both
turned onto the path heard a voice say, "So there you
are, what did she do, give you a lesson on how to build
your own Pocket PC. So what's the decision, are you
going to buy one."
Ron and Hannah looked and saw John and Debbie walking
toward them, "What, come to get this," Ron said,
"passing him the PC. Actually, according to Hannah this
is already out dated, but it is good to have,
especially in cases of priority mail, so I am ordering
the advance model, yesterday."
"Actually," John said taking his PC, "I'm here because
Debbie wants to show me one of the local sites, a bomb
shelter built before World War II. But why do I get the
feeling you already know all about it?"
"Yeah," Ron said, "we were just there." Debbie looked
curiously at Ron and Hannah and he said, "Great place
for a quite computer lesson. Jason told me all about it
last night," Ron explained. "He said your grandfather
was one of the original builders of it."
"My great-grandfather actually," Debbie corrected, "My
grandfather was just the first to give it the unique
use it has been given by certain students since then."
"I was telling Jason that it seems ironic that a war
would make people forget about a place built to survive
bomb attacks during a war," Ron said.
"Yes, well, from what Grandpa once told us, the
majority or maybe all of those who worked it, my great-
granddad included, were killed during the war,
something about a sneak attack on the infantry division
they were all assigned to. The bomb shelter wasn't
complete yet, and therefore hadn't been officially
unveiled before the attack on Pearl Harbor. My great-
granddad had mailed his son (Grandpa) the secret of how
to get into it in an emergency though. It's been a bit
of a family secret since then. Did you take the oath of
secrecy when Jason told you about it?"
"Yeah," suddenly remembering something and turning to
John he said, "listen, speaking of mail, there's one
from Mom and Dad, I haven't opened it, but it's for the
whole family."
John quickly checked his Pocket PC and just as quickly
turned it off and put it away.
"Aren't you going to open it?" Ron asked bewildered at
the little importance John seemed to have given it.
"Not yet, they make a point to put down that they are
Okay, and since it's for the entire family, I think
I'll open it when all of us are together. Right now,
Don is with Katrina in the small tent, they made a
point that they wanted no interruptions.
Ron threw a surprised look at Debbie and said, "And
that's okay with you?"
"Don just wants her to talk about everything there is
to know about the local High School. She's a big girl;
she knows how to be safe." Seeing Ron's eyes open she
added, "safe about what to talk about I mean." She said
this in an, "as if we are dumb enough to believe that"
tone.
"Lana, by the way," John continued, "is locked in the
big tent being taught everything there is to learn
about the rest of the town by Jason."
"Jason," Ron said disapprovingly, "he's only 13."
"Actually, he's 14 today, for a whole 24 hours he and
Katrina are the same age. Then, starting tomorrow,
Katrina and I will be the same age for a whole month."
"So you're saying today is Jason's birthday and
tomorrow is Katrina's" Hannah said, speaking for the
first time."
"Yes, Lana mentioned something about a special birthday
present for Jason if he helped her enough. Don promised
something similar to Katrina."
"You're parents didn't waste much time between
deliveries and conceptions did they?" Ron said.
"No, they always tell how they planned on having one
boy and one girl, and after that cutting the production
line for good. Katrina hates it when they tell the
story, makes her feel unwanted, like her birth was some
accident our parents never planned on. That's why she's
always been the rebel in our family."
"The rebel," Ron said interested, "how much of a rebel,
exactly?"
"Well, you came up from the bomb shelter, didn't you?"
Debbie asked, "Katrina is the one that keeps it
currently stocked with all the goodies you saw."
"Really," Ron said, his eyes shining, "I take it you
aren't talking about the beer and pretzels. Maybe I'll
talk to your sister a while myself, when Don is
finished, I mean, I am going to the same High School he
is."
Hannah threw Ron a harsh look, then, catching herself,
bowed her head respectfully.
"Anyway," John said, "the point is, if we are going to
open the letter together, this is definitely not the
moment. At home, tonight, will be better."
"What about the party?" Ron asked.
"None of the others are staying another night; it was a
pretty long night and day, for that matter, for most of
us."
"Yeah," Ron agreed, "I actually can't wait to get
home."
"Well, see you there tonight then," John said, turning
with Debbie toward the rock that hid the bomb shelter
entrance and helping her over.
***
Ana was heating another sausage when she saw Ron
approaching with Hannah.
"Where have you two been?" She snapped, tired of no one
to talk to and nothing to do except listen to the moans
that occasionally escaped from either the small or big
tent beside her. Even Amy and Pietro had disappeared
together, and she was left as guardian of the camp.
"We were busy," Ron said, "and now we're going to go
eat something, come on Hannah, I saw a nice restaurant
just outside the beach."
"You can't go to a restaurant dressed like that!" Ana
screamed loudly.
"Then we'll go home first and change," Ron said. "That
we can watch a movie too, what do you think—SISTER—do
you mind spending more time with me?"
He put his arm around Hannah's shoulder and she
snuggled up to his side and put her head on his
shoulder as they walked, not saying a single word. Ana
was furious, especially since she saw this as an out
right betrayal of the pact the girls had made to have
no contact with the boys until they were ready. She
felt like going into the big tent and complaining to
Lana, but hearing Lana give a very content moan from
inside, decided this was not the time to bother her.
She was, however, too upset to stay there any longer,
all her brothers and sisters had someone to snuggle up
with at the moment and she was stuck barbecuing
sausages. She shut off the barbecue and just started to
walk across the beach, not really paying attention to
where she was going. She just walked, and walked and
walked, feeling more and more alone and betrayed, even
though there were people all around her.
As she finally started to tire a bit, she took a look
around. "Where am I?" she wondered. She had been
walking for who knows how long, and for who knows how
far, and she had been crying so much. "Why was I
crying?" she demanded of herself. She was alone, she
realized, that's what's wrong! No mom, no Lana, no
Hannah, no Pietro; she had never been alone in her
life, yet here she was, four new family members in her
life, five if you count Amy, and yet she was alone!
Studying the area she had ended up in, she realized
suddenly, that she was surrounded by a giant wall, it
covered three sides of her, and even the side that led
to the beach had a giant wall that made it almost
impossible to see anyone swimming in this section from
anyone swimming in sections beyond the wall. How had
she ended up here?
She turned around and studied the path she had come
from and noticed a whole, rather like and entrance, in
the wall, there was a table by it, and what looked like
a guard, but he seemed to be arguing with someone at
the moment, Ana figured she was in the private beach
Ron had mentioned the night before, and that she in
fact, should not be here. Studying this area of beach,
she found it quite deserted compared to where she had
been.
Something was missing her, what was it? Children, for
one thing, there didn't appear to be anyone under the
age of 18 around, making Ana more strongly suspect she
shouldn't be here; but something else was missing,
CLOTHES! Everyone around her was nude! Ana took a few
minutes to study all the cocks, breasts, cunts and
asses around her, and she was quickly getting very wet.
Ana noticed one or two people throwing her curious
looks, staring at her; why were they staring at her, it
couldn't be because of her age, Ana and her sisters had
always looked older than they were. "Oh," she thought
suddenly, and slipping out of her bikini top and
bottom, carried them the rest of the way.
She started to walk quickly, wanting to see if there
was a more deserted spot farther into this area. As she
continued to, almost run, forward, she kept turning her
head to study every cunt she passed; there were just as
many cocks, but for some reason it was only the cunts
that really caught her eye. Then suddenly, and quite
unexpectedly, BAM!
***
"Owww," Ana said as she tried to move. "Where was she
now?" she wondered. "What had happened?" All she
remembered was she was having the most magnificent
dream in which a black haired 'goddess' was driving her
to orgasm after orgasm with her talented tongue in her
pussy.
"Oh, finally," she heard someone say, "I thought you'd
never wake up."
As Ana bought her eyes into focus on who was speaking,
she saw the beautiful hazel-eyed brunette from her
dreams and said, 'My goddess' before shaking her head
and saying, "oh, no, I'm dead."
"Don't be silly," said the young lady smiling, "I'm the
one who almost died when you crashed into my surf board
and me. You nearly gave me a heart attack, and I've got
a pretty strong heart."
"Where am I?" Ana said, suddenly sitting up. "What
happened exactly?"
"Well, you seemed to be in a pretty big hurry, and I
shouldn't try to put the blame on you, cause I was in
just as much of a hurry to get out and make the surf. I
was blocking my view with my surf board, most people
usually run toward the water when the surf comes up,
not from it. Anyway, our paths sort of crossed or
collided I should say, somewhat strongly. I was pretty
worried about you; you couldn't even tell me which of
the colleges you attend. All you could tell me was—"
"That I was fine and just needed to lie down and rest a
while." Ana said, remembering a conversation she
thought had occurred only in her dream. She suddenly
wondered what else she was not dreaming.
"Good, you're starting to remember."
"Yes, you told me your tent was nearby and I could lay
in it until my strength returned."
"And here you are!" The young woman finished, once more
smiling strongly at Ana. Ana saw the woman eyeing ever
part of her naked body strongly with a strange look, a
look Ana knew very well, and which she herself probably
had at the moment as she too studied the young lady, it
was the look of desire.
She sure was beautiful, Ana thought as she said, "I
thought you were an angel," Ana said, "that's why I
thought I was dead, I was sure only in heaven could I
be in front of someone like you."
The young woman smiled and said, "What makes you say
something like that?"
"Well," Ana said, "your so beautiful, your hair, your
eyes, your skin, everything" (Ana purposely neglected
mentioning the young lady's perfect tits, beautifully
shaped ass and nicely trimmed pussy with just a bit of
black hair above the split).
"Why thank you, but don't sell yourself short, you're
pretty beautiful yourself. What's your name, and what
college do you go to? You look so young, you must be a
freshman right? If I didn't know people under the age
of 18 weren't allowed on this part of the beach, I
might even have mistaken you for a high school
student."
"Oh dear," Ana thought, "I can't tell her I am only
starting High School in 3 weeks, not only will I get in
trouble for being on this part of the beach, she might
not want to talk with me anymore. She must be at least
a sophomore at her college. Out loud she said, "yes,
everyone says I don't look my age," well it's true, she
thought to herself, since most people say her and
sisters looked at least like high school juniors, "but
you are right, I am a freshman," no need to mention
where I will be a freshman at.
"A lot of people say I look younger than I am," the
young woman said. Smiling she added, "I visited a high
school football game last year, and one of the players
tried to get me to go on a date with him."
"What's your name?" Ana asked with a look of adoration
in her eyes.
"Why don't you just call me Patty, all my friends call
me Patty. Yeah, that's it, for today I am just Patty,
another young person trying to drown her sorrows at the
beach."
"Sorrows," Ana said, opening her eyes and looking sadly
at Patty, "is something wrong?"
"Not really," Patty said, sitting next to Ana on the
floor or the tent. As she sat opposite Ana, she crossed
her legs Indian style and her pussy opened up, treating
Ana to a complete look of the moist, lovely wet pink
interior. "Just feeling a little lonely at the moment,
I just had another bad break-up; it's not really new, I
haven't found a perfect mate since my last year of High
School."
"He must have been a fool!" Ana said strongly. "Anyone
that would let you go is either mad or a fool."
"Why thanks again, you know, you still haven't told me
your name and where you were going in such a hurry."
"You can call me 'Sugar' all my friends call me that,
it's because they say I'm the sweetest of my sisters."
Ana didn't mention she was talking about her taste.
Patty, however, said "and so sweet you are," and her
eyes dropped to some juices pooling from Ana's cunt,
without thinking she licked her lips as she saw them.
Ana didn't fail to notice this, but went on talking
saying, "As to where I was going, I really wasn't going
anywhere," Ana confessed, "I was just trying to run
away."
"Run away," Patty said concerned, "run away from what,
their not mistreating you at home are they."
"It wasn't a who really, it was more like a what, I was
trying to run away from something I was feeling at the
moment; it was loneliness," Ana sobbed, "I felt so
alone it was driving me crazy, I've never been alone in
my life. I have a mother I love and had never been
separated from, sisters I've never been apart from, and
now I even have a father for the first time in my life,
and brothers I think I'll really learn to love, but,
somehow, I suddenly found myself alone and I couldn't
take it." Ana was really crying now. "I just missed
everyone I loved so much." She broke down in tears
again and Patty leaned over to her.
"There, there, you're not alone now, Sugar, and neither
am I. I very much doubt that us running into each other
(literally) could have been an accident, we were meant
to find each other."
Patty hugged Ana, and Ana leaned over and kissed her on
the cheek. Catching a taste of something on Patty's
face, she then grabbed hold of Patty and kissed her on
the lips, taking her by surprise, as Patty's mouth
dropped open in shock, Ana forced her tongue inside and
forced it dance with Patty's for several minutes. Patty
tried to break free, but was finding the feelings
running through her body hard to fight.
Finally Ana broke off the kiss and asked, "Did she look
like me?"
"What," Patty said surprised, unsure what Ana meant.
"You're true love in high school, did she look like
me?"
Patty looked at her in shock, who was this young girl
who had so captured her heart. How did she know? Patty
had indeed had a lesbian affair in High School, and
yes, she had looked very much like Ana, it was maybe
the reason why when she saw Ana's open pussy gushing
juices before her, she couldn't resist reminding
herself of the taste.
Patty had fought long and hard in her college years to
suppress that side of her, going from one failed
relationship to another, knowing quite well why they
never quite worked out. "We can't do this," Patty said,
"I'm not like that, I—I—" she couldn't think what to
say, especially when Ana glued her lips to one of her
nipples, one of her now very hard nipple.
After a few minutes Ana released Patty's boob and said,
"I was having the most incredible dream before waking
up, do you know what it was. I'll tell you, I was
dreaming that you were giving me one glorious orgasm
after another as you sucked and sucked my pussy without
wanting to ever stop.
The strange thing is, that when I kissed you on the
cheek a little while ago, I caught a most incredible
taste, you know what I tasted, Patty, I'll tell you, I
tasted me, I love how I taste, how my sisters taste,
which is why I just had to suck your tongue to get all
the taste of me I could. I wasn't completely dreaming
was I Patty?"
Ana was looking deep into Patty's eyes as she said
this, but she showed absolutely no signs of anger at
being violated while unconscious, all she showed was
love for this woman, and Patty new her eyes probably
reflected the same message. "She did look like you,"
Patty said, "but you are much sweeter, in every sense
we can give the word. When you first lay down to sleep,
you moved you finger to your sweet hole, and you
started masturbating in you sleep.
"You looked so beautiful and exciting that I had to
masturbate along with you, I wanted to CUM with you,
and then when you actually came, and I saw you gushing
those sweet juices, I just had to have a taste, but
once I tasted it, I just couldn't stop until I had had
more and more of you."
Ana still had her arm around Patty's back, but Patty
was no longer resisting any advances Ana made and Ana
let her arm drop to the front of Patty's body and with
her hand resting on Patty's crotch, began to tenderly
rub Patty's cunt lips and clit. As she did this she
resumed her attack on Patty's boob, sucking first one,
then the other.
Soon Patty was too weak with joy and lust to even
consider putting a stop to it when Ana pushed her on
her back and straddling her in a 69 position began
rubbing her pussy in Patty's face, as she ate Patty's
cunt greedily. Patty soon began once more feasting on
Ana's pussy, with no quilt this time since Ana was
awake and permitting her full access.
Patty explored Ana's pussy completely with her tongue,
sucking on Ana's cunt lips, and at times gently biting
her clit. She was in love with Ana's taste, she, in
fact, loved everything about this girl that was giving
her more pleasure than she had felt in almost 7 years;
this girl that was helping her to remember who she
truly was.
Patty felt Ana stick three fingers in her pussy hole
and start pumping as she continued to suck her clit.
Patty returned the favor by pumping her fingers in and
out of Ana rapidly. Soon, they both had each other at a
point of no return, and with a small scream, Ana came
in Patty's mouth, driving Patty to a furious orgasm of
her own, one like she had not felt since High School.
Even after cumming, they continued attacking each
other, driving each other to at least two smaller
orgasms a piece before Ana turned around, so she was
face to face with Patty, and locked lips once more with
Patty. Ana kissed her like she had kissed no one before
in her life, loving every bit of her, knowing without a
doubt in her mind, that she had found her soul-mate.
After spending two more hours of hot non-stop lesbian
sex together, they both collapsed and fell asleep in
each others arms.
***
An hour later, Ana woke up to find Patty still sleeping
soundly beside her. Ana watched her sleeping for a
while, loving every part of her, "I love you, Patty,"
she said softly as Patty slept. Then, suddenly hearing
herself say those words she fell into a dark hole of
despair and confusion.
"I love you," she thought, "no, I can't love you, not
the way my heart is telling me, you're a girl, and I'm
a girl. I enjoy sex with girls, but I don't fall in
love with girls—DO I—No, I can't, I'm not, I'm not—AM
I?"
The confusion so over-powered Ana that she felt she had
to get away and think somewhere else, "It's the sexual
lust," she thought, "that has to be it, once I'm away
from Patty, I'll never think about her again." She saw
her bikini on the floor next to Patty's surf board, and
grabbing it, slowly got up, careful not to make a
sound.
She quietly slipped out of the tent and once on the
beach again, walked as fast as she could back toward
the direction of the entrance in the wall, through
which, after putting her bikini back on, she walked and
emerged back on the regular beach. Once there, she
headed back toward her family's tents, only to find
that everything was gone. Looking around, she heard a
voice from behind say, "Ana, Ana where have you been?"
Turning around she saw the younger Wilson girl, Katrina
and she said, "Katrina, where is everyone?"
"They're all at your house. There's some sort of family
meeting or something. Everyone was looking for you;
they thought you had gone on ahead."
"Have they been gone long?"
"Not really, Ron, Pietro, Amy and Jason finished taking
the last things around 20 minutes ago. Don, John, Lana,
Hannah, Debbie and myself had been at your house for
some time."
"I thought Ron and Hannah were going to a movie and
lunch?"
"I heard that was the plan, but they cancelled when
Lana caught up with them and demanded Hannah join her
for the rest of the day."
"Well, I'd better go see what is going on."
"Here," Katrina said, tossing her a towel, "you don't
want to be walking the streets alone, dressed like
that, even if it is only 3 blocks."
"Thanks," Ana said appreciatively, wrapping the towel
around her mid-section like a skirt. As she walked
home, to her joy and also to her confused pain, she
realized that all she could think about were the hours
she had passed with Patty. "I'm not forgetting you
Patty, "she thought, "I still love you!"
***
In her tent, Patty was just waking up and looking over
to see her sweet Sugar, this girl that had captured her
heart, the new love of her life, she found the spot
where she had been laying down, empty. Her true love
was once more missing. Getting up and searching the
area around her tent, she saw no sign of the girl
anywhere.
"She's gone," Patty thought, almost in tears, "she's
gone and I don't even know her real name, all I know is
that I love her. How can I survive without her?"
"Ms. Clark," she heard someone say behind her.
Turning she saw a past student of hers, Jennifer Lewis.
"Ms. Lewis, how are you, I would have thought you'd be
on your way to France by now. I heard you got into that
exquisite music and arts college you so wanted to go
to."
"I did, I actually have to start in two weeks, I wanted
to thank you; it was really your recommendation that
sealed the deal for me, YOU ARE THE NUMBER 1 HIGH
SCHOOL TEACHER AROUND!"
Chapter Nineteen – Family Gathering
"What's up?" Ana asked walking into her room and seeing
Lana and Hannah busy at the computer monitor.
"Where were you? We looked all over for you," Lana
said, somewhat cross.
"I was tired and took a nap. Our own tents were
occupied so I had to find somewhere else to sleep."
"They're cumming again." Hannah said.
"Is it still recording?" Lana asked excitedly.
"Yes, I think this should be enough to make our final
edits." Hannah said opening another program.
"So you haven't told me what's going on, Katrina said
something about a meeting."
"Yeah, John and the rest of the boys say they have
something important to show us, Hannah knows what it is
but she won't tell me." Lana said this last part with a
bitter tone and shot Hannah a cold stare.
"Been ordered to keep it quiet, ehhh?" Ana said, also
sounding somewhat bitter.
"It's a surprise," Hannah said to Ana, avoiding her
questioning stare, "we're supposed to meet them in
about half-an-hour in the studio."
"Does it have something to do with the band?" Ana asked
curiously.
"Can't say," Hannah said.
"Well at least tell me what you're working on there,
you can tell me that can't you?"
"Hannah thinks it's time to put an end to our ban,"
Lana said sounding resentful, but also nodding in
agreement, "she wants to do something tonight, so she's
getting some footage."
Ana looked closely at the monitor for the first time
and saw John, Ron and Don filling all three of Amy's
holes with cum.
"Hannah's right," Ana said, to both girls' surprise,
"if all this ban is doing is keeping us from
remembering what its like to have a true cock pumping
in and out of our cunts, then what's the point of it.
That should be one of us right now." She sounded very
bitter as she said this, in reality, as she watched the
monitor; she realized that it was truly Amy that was
drawing her interest, that beautiful bald pussy of
hers. Patty's had been almost bald too, and she tasted
so good.
"Dreaming about being in Amy's position right now are
you," Lana said mischievously as she studied Ana, lost
in thought. "I guess you two are right, if we can get
this lesson thing over with, the sooner the better.
With Debbie and Katrina and Amy, and anyone else that
may be filling their needs," Lana threw Hannah a
reproachful look as she said this, "I guess the boys
sure aren't missing out on as much action as we are. We
got some nice shots of John with Debbie and Don with
Katrina earlier."
"Yeah," Ana said sounding a little surprised, "Katrina
told me they had all been over here earlier; I thought
they were taking care of business elsewhere."
"Well, they wanted to be here early to check something
out," Hannah said, "so they finished their business
here. John was giving Debbie a tour of the game room, I
never realized everything we had tables for down
there."
"Why didn't he just show her his room?" Ana said
surprised.
"Because that's where Don was finishing his business
with Katrina." Lana explained.
"You know," Ana said a bit confused, "like I said
before, I met Katrina exactly where she was when I
first went to take my nap, yet she had time to come
over here finish business with Don and get back there;
how long have I been gone anyway?"
"Ana, it's almost 6:30; you've been gone most of the
day." Hannah said.
"You must really have been having fun," Lana said
suspiciously, "if you didn't even notice a whole day
slip away."
"Oh, I was," Ana said dreamily without thinking, "I
never had so much fun in my life." Then, realizing what
she was saying and noticing the curious looks on her
sisters' faces she added, "sleeping you know, it can be
real fun."
"Only when you're sharing the bed with someone," Lana
said, raising her eyes questionably.
"Oh, look," Ana said suddenly pointing to the monitor,
"they're leaving."
"Oh, it must be time to meet them," Hannah said.
"Ana, put on your 'short-short' skirt and belly button
top, we put it on the bed for you; no underclothes."
Looking at her sisters, Ana realized for the first time
that this was, in fact, all that they were wearing. She
could see her sisters' hardened nipples through the
strip of material Lana had called a blouse. It just
barely covered the bottom of their breasts, and left a
bit of the top of them uncovered.
As for the skirts, 'short-short' was no exaggeration,
as they barely reached the bottom of the girls pussies,
and any movement whatsoever left nothing unseen. Ana
had never quite appreciated just how beautiful her
sisters' pussies and breasts were, and once more
letting her mind wander toward thoughts of Patty, tried
fruitlessly to block them out. As she dressed she tried
to push sex completely out of her mind by saying, "hey,
what happened to dinner?"
"We ate early," Lana said, "I guess you will end up
eating late."
As they were about to walk out the door Hannah said,
"Oh, the disk, can't forget that."
As she grabbed it, Ana threw her a questioning glance,
but Hannah didn't say anything to explain, and soon,
they were on their way to the studio in the garage.
***
In the studio, they were surprised to find, not only
the boys, but Pietro and Amy as well. As they all 3
took seats on the sofa in front of the giant screen,
John, who was at the computer said, "I asked all here
because I got something in the mail today and I didn't
want to open it unless we were all together."
"Mail," Lana questioned, "you mean like a special
delivery letter," she said excitedly, knowing that
anything John had gotten concerning the whole family
could only have come from one source. "It was from Mom
and Dad wasn't it? But, how; they're isolated somewhere
in the middle of the Caribbean aren't they? I doubt
they have mail boxes there, not to mention that it
hasn't even been 3 days yet. And why would they send
anything to you alone anyway?"
"It was emailed, stupid!" Lana opened her eyes when she
heard Hannah, address her like this. Hannah saw the
hurt look on her face, but more importantly, the angry
look in Ron's eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I just mean
that it's pretty obvious that even in the middle of the
ocean you can have satellite access to the internet,"
she stopped talking and put her head down, throwing Ron
a painful, "I'm sorry look," with her eyes first.
"Hannah is probably right," John aid, "anyway, the
thing is, since it's addressed 'For The Entire Family'
I wanted us all here, that includes you two," he added,
looking at Amy and Pietro, who both gave him a smile.
John pressed some keys on the computer and opened the
email server, since he was using the big screen as a
second monitor, they could all see what he was seeing
on the small monitor before him.
After logging in to his account and reaching his inbox
he said, "There it is, let's see what they have to
say."
Clicking on the letter, he was disappointed and as
annoyed as the rest to find one line of text; it said,
"Girls, your Mom says you have a great band."
"That's it?" Don said.
"That's what we've been waiting all day to see?" Lana
said, somewhat angrily.
"It can't be," Hannah said, "that isn't a message to
the whole family. And the subject says, to the whole
family!"
"Can there be something we're not seeing?" Ron asked.
"Blue and red make a sick combination." Ana said,
suddenly, "that I can see clearly."
Everyone except Hannah and John threw Ana a "you are so
ridiculous" look. Here there were, trying to solve the
mystery of their parents message, and all she could do
was criticize their use of red font on a blue
background.
"Ana, don't be such a—"
"—Genius!" Hannah said.
"I should have seen it before." John said, "of course,
the point was not to see it; like Ron said." He began
scrolling down the apparently empty page, everyone
except Hannah having a puzzled look in their eyes.
"There," Hannah called out suddenly, "go back a line, I
saw something. There, what's that?"
Everyone focused on the line Hannah was pointing out
and saw only a series of dashes and a greater than
symbol, a large space, and a less than symbol followed
by more dashes.
"They're arrows," Hannah said, "pointing to the space
between them, a URL no doubt."
"How do you know that," Ron asked, a bit impressed with
his slave.
It was John that answered, by highlighting the line and
revealing the hidden address clearly. He then said,
"It's blue, that's why we couldn't immediately see it
on the blue background."
"Is it really from them," Lana said cautiously, "I've
heard of websites that destroy entire computer
networks, you can't just click on anything you see in
an email."
"Well, this leads to a video file called, 'themessage'
on a website named 'fortheAndersonFamily'," John said
pointing out various parts of the URL address.
"Well what are you waiting for, click it," Lana said,
excited once more. "Let's see what they really have to
say." This suggestion was followed by shouts of
agreement from the others and John clicked it.
He was instantly directed to an almost totally blank
web page that on half loading gave the message, "for
files on this page to be accessed, the password must be
entered."
"A password" Don said, "I didn't even know Dad knew
what a password was, less how to set up a website with
password protection."
"Must have been Mom," John said, trying to think what
the password might be.
"Mom doesn't know how to turn on our computers," Hannah
said, "I doubt she set up this webpage."
"What can the password be," John said annoyed after
trying all their names, their last name, their names
and last names together as well as the address and
phone number.
"You'd think they'd have given us a clue," Don said
angrily.
"Oh," Hannah said suddenly, "they did give us a clue!
What do you think that one line of text was for?"
Smiling as he understood what she was saying, John
typed in 'tripletx' and the browser screen was
instantly replaced by an opening video program screen,
and as the video began to run, they smiled as the
camera focused on their Dad's face.
***
Stan was obviously on the deck of a boat, they could
see the ocean behind him.
"Hi kids, as you can see isolation really doesn't work
for your Mom and me." The camera view zoomed out and
they saw their mom naked on her hands and knees, she
was looking at the camera and waving as she sucked
Stan's cock.
"Hey, if they are both there, who's controlling the
camera?" Lana asked.
Almost as if he had heard her question, Stan said, "let
me introduce you to someone," just then, a man walked
on screen behind Laura, a very naked man with a very
erect dick and stuck it in their mom's inviting pussy.
"Wow," Lana said, "that guy is fucking mom, right in
front of dad!"
"I think we can all see that," Don said, a note of
disapproval in his voice.
"That is so hot," Ana said, feeling her pussy flood a
bit at the thought of a stranger screwing her mom right
in front of their new pop. She noticed John throw her a
disgusted look and said, "Oh, come on, you have to
admit it is, and dad obviously doesn't mind."
"This is Henry," Stan continued, "he and his wife
Josie," looking toward the back of the camera he said,
"why don't you put the camera down a while Josie and
come wave at the kids." They saw the camera moving from
side to side as it was obviously being put on some sort
of tripod and focused for still shots.
They then saw a woman come into the shot, a very nice,
and like everyone else, naked woman with the red-hair
like Amy's. There was a table behind their dad in the
movie. Josie went to it and sitting on it with her
knees apart, exposed herself fully to the camera. "Wait
a second kids," their dad said, "I need get a taste of
this," he bent down and buried his head between Josie's
legs and feasted away.
Laura took the opportunity to raise her head from
Stan's cock and talk as she continued pumping him with
her hand. "Henry and Josie have serviced us very nicely
on this trip," she said, "and they've showed us a load
of interesting activities a person can use to pass the
time on a boat;" She winked at the camera, then
continued saying, "like how to set up a website on a
free webpage provider for instance." She moaned as
Henry withdrew his cock from her pussy and stuck it in
her ass in one move."
"Look," Hannah said amazed, "he's fucking her in the
butt now!"
"She has a nice butt for fucking," Ron said, "it's no
surprise he'd want to do it. I've seen a butt or two
just like that and just couldn't resist sticking my
cock in it." As he said this, Ron's eyes met Hannah's
and they seemed to smile at each other for a while
until Hannah lowered her head in reverence.
On the screen, Josie suddenly jumped down from the
table and getting on her hands and knees face to face
with Laura and began kissing her as Stan speared her
cunt from behind. As he did so, he started talking
again saying, "Now, your mother and I have been talking
greatly about the family—"
"—when we haven't been doing something else," Laura
said smiling, stopping her attack on Josie's tongue
just long enough to get the words in.
"Right," Stan said as he watched Laura grab one of
Josie's breasts and suck it into her mouth, "the point
is though, that we've discovered that you kids have a
lot more in common than we could ever have originally
hoped for. For instance, you are all members of bands.
We were wondering if you've had time to 'explore' all
your over-lapping interests and talents.
"We wanted you to know if you haven't you should really
try to get more fully together, permanently merge, you
all have your Mom and my blessings." They watched as
Laura and Josie suddenly reversed positions so that
Henry was now banging away at Josie's cunt, and Stan
was busy in Laura's. "We'll be CUMMING soon," Stan
said.
"Coming home that is," Laura clarified.
"Right," Stan said, "that too." He was clearly cumming
in her and Laura and Josie were now shaking with their
own orgasms as Henry finally let go and started dumping
his load in Josie. "The point is," Stan said as he
slowly regained the will to speak, "when we get home,
we expect to see you all very well connected and ready
to connect with us."
Josie suddenly jumped on the table as Henry's cock fell
out of her pussy, and Laura quickly climbed on top of
her in a 69, position.
"They're eating the cum right out of each other." Ana
said enviously, her eyes fixed on Josie's pussy.
"Look," Don said, "that Henry fellow just sucked Dad's
cock into his mouth and is cleaning it off."
Laura lifted her head from Josie's pussy long enough to
say, "We really miss you, all of you, be good. I can't
wait to be with all of you."
"Ron," Stan said suddenly and firmly, "one final thing,
to you specifically," Ron looked amazed at the screen,
"play nice with Hannah!" Ron turned and looked
bewildered at Hannah, who in turn, looked absolutely
terrified, "Was he forbidding Ron from being her
Master," she wondered.
"But not too nice," Laura said, once more looking up
from Josie's pussy, "give her everything she needs—"
"—right," Stan finished, "Just never forget she's your
sister."
Ron and Hannah smiled at each other, they approved of
their relationship.
Everyone else in the room looked oddly at the pair, but
then heard their father speak again.
"Be sure and write to let us know you received this
message, and to let us know how you've been getting
along. Henry and Josie say that, at some other time,
next week maybe, we can actually try setting up a live-
conference, but for now, email is fine. Just be careful
not to make it easy for anyone that shouldn't read it
to do so; John and Hannah, that's your department so I
expect you can do it a lot better than us. Love you
all!"
"Yeah," Laura said, "Love you. Obey Pietro and Amy, who
I trust by now have also learned how to get along. Bye
again." As she said this, Henry got up walking toward
the camera and turning it off, leaving a blank screen
in front of the kids.
No one talked for a few minutes, the video had gotten
most of them, well all of them actually, very hot and
bothered. Lana was the first to talk saying, "so, when
they mentioned getting together and merging our shared
interests and talents, does anyone think they were
really talking about the band?"
"To tell you the truth," Ron said, "I would find the
band a hard thing to concentrate on in the middle of an
orgasm."
Ana shot him a nasty look, and then thought that given
the choice between thinking about the band, and
thinking about Patty, she knew where her mind would be
every second, of every minute, of every hour. She
quickly shook these thoughts off and instead said
angrily to Ron, "What did he mean about you playing
nice with Hannah?" She threw her sister a suspicious
look.
"Hannah loves chess," Ron said, "just like me. Dad
knows I can use some pretty brutal strategy at times."
This was actually a very true statement.
"Yeah," Lana said doubtfully, "why do I get the feeling
that's not all you can be brutal at?"
"You should talk," Hannah said angrily.
"Yeah," Don added, "aren't you the one who got Ron and
Hannah extra close by having him suck the shit out of
her, literally?" Don laughed as he said this, but
neither Ron, nor Lana, looked very happy, and poor
Hannah shot Don a terrified look. Hannah did not want
her Master reminded that she had been used to humiliate
him, that wouldn't be good for their relationship.
"Then again," Hannah thought smiling, "it might make
him extra mad at me and make him want to really beat
me." Her pussy flooded at this thought.
Amy and Pietro, who had been observing quietly, up to
now, rose, and Amy said, "Well, I better go finish some
cleaning I was doing, I'm a bit late today, if you send
your parents a reply, say hi for me."
"And don't forget to give them my salutations too."
Pietro said as he followed Amy outside.
Now alone; with the boys, the girls looked at each
other and gave each other a nod that said, "It's time!"
Chapter Twenty – Shared Resources
"So, listen," Lana said, "As long as we have the
computer connected to that giant screen, why don't we
watch something?"
As she said this, she pulled the disk Hannah had made
from the pocket of her skirt, (It was actually amazing
that there was room on that skirt for a pocket, not to
mention enough room to keep a disk hidden up to now).
"What's that?" John asked.
"I guess you could call it our first music video." Lana
said. "Jason gave me a recording he made last night of
one of our songs, he also made me copies of several
pictures and video files friends of his, Debbie and
Katrina had made with their cell phones."
"Was there enough light to see anything?" Don asked.
"Not in most, but Hannah fixed the ones that could be
enhanced and strung them all together, adding our song
in the background, and this it the result!" She handed
John the disk. "It will probably look best if you kill
all the lights in here."
Ron took the hint and, going over to the light switch,
turned off all the lights. The studio was in total
darkness except for the computer monitor and the big
screen. Nothing else could be seen. Then, John had the
video playing and could hear that it was their second
song of the night, "American Pie", it sounded
incredibly clear for an amateur taping.
Hannah had no doubt enhanced the audio as well as the
incredibly clear video shorts that were being seen,
sometimes interrupted by still photos, all of them
taken of them on stage throughout the night from
different angles. The boys really loved it, John
especially, was thinking, "this is incredible work for
something thrown together in a rush, using a mediocre
video program. Imagine what she could do with the
proper time and equipment."
Then, suddenly, the scene changed, their song could
still be heard in the background, but now, they weren't
watching themselves on stage, they were looking at the
girls, they were naked and performing all sorts of
sexual acts, but where? The boys huddled around the
screen and suddenly realized that they were everywhere;
everywhere in the house they had a hidden camera that
is! Though the longest and most dick hardening scene
was on the girls own bed; the girls had been sure to
include at least one scene from each camera, and they
had been sure to demonstrate that they had full
understanding of how to control the cameras as well,
turning them and zooming them in at the most perfect
moments.
Though the boys knew they were in for a super-ear-
pulling the moment the movie was over, they just
watched on for now, it was hard to take your eyes off
these girls, especially in the middle of scenes of this
nature.
Suddenly, the height of the movie portion decreased,
leaving room above and below the scene for words to
scroll across the screen. "DO YOU LIKE TO WATCH US?"
scrolled up on top of the latest scene; followed, a few
minutes later by the words, "WE KNOW YOU DO!" scrolling
on the bottom. After a few minutes, the words on top
were replaced by, "WE DON'T MIND!" and the bottom line
said, "YOU CAN WATCH US ANYTIME!"
A smile came to all the boys, they were giving them
permission to keep the cameras up, they all thought.
Then, suddenly, the screen went completely black,
though the music could still be heard in the
background, and they saw the movie screen return to
full height. In the center, words began to spin on the
screen, slowly pasting themselves onto specific parts
of the screen area until the formed a phrase that
puzzled the boys, "JUST REMEMBER, WE GET TO WATCH YOU
TOO!"
The scene changed again, and now the boys realized that
they were the ones on the screen, also in different
parts of the house. Though not all the scenes involved
sex, the girls included these to make a point that the
boys could be watched anywhere they were, some of the
scenes left the boys with a bad taste in their mouth;
among these were the scenes of John fucking Debbie in
the game room and Don with Katrina in the boys room.
The girls had obviously added a camera there.
Finally the song ended and the last scene blacked out
leaving a final message, "REMEMBER, WE'RE ALL FAMILY
NOW, WE SHARE ALL RESOURCES!"
This final message left a smile on their faces, but
they still wanted to chew the girls out. Maybe not for
spying on them, they knew they had started it, but
maybe for not just talking straight with them from the
beginning. Letting them know how they felt.
Ron went over to the light switch and turned the lights
back on, looking toward the girls he thought, "hell,
we've wasted enough time, we can take a hint."
John and Don were thinking the same thing, as they
looked over and saw that the girls had gotten
completely naked (not that they were wearing much to
start with) in the darkness and were now leaning over
the sofa with their bare pussies and asses pointed
straight at the boys.
"I guess it's really about time we got together," Ron
said, freeing his erect cock and walking over to
Hannah, he knew, he'd eventually fuck them all, but
only Hannah could be number one. John mad a strong
connection with Lana, and Don got together with Ana.
Within the next few hours they had continued to rotate
until each had fucked each of them (both in the cunt
and in the ass), each had sucked each of them, and each
had come at least three times. They finished in the
large sofa, which had been converted into an equally
large bed, in each others arms, now fully united.
Chapter Twenty-One – Revenge of the Master
Lana felt someone sucking her pussy enthusiastically;
over the night, all her brothers and her sisters had
had a taste, and she couldn't remember the number of
times she had been awakened to this wonderful feeling.
Opening her eyes, she saw Hannah, still asleep on her
right, she was still on top of Ron; though they had
both fucked all the rest of them, Ron and Hannah had
kept going back to each other throughout the evening,
and had, eventually gone to bed with Ron's cock deep in
Hannah's cunt.
Turning her head toward her left, she saw Ana, face
down on top of John. Lana wondered what was wrong with
Ana, she had seemed preoccupied during most of the
night and she hadn't seemed to be able to enjoy the
boys' cocks as much as Hannah and her. Everyone had
noticed this, though she alone had eventually pulled
Ana aside to question her.
"Are you alright?" Lana had asked her.
"What do you mean?" Ana had countered somewhat
evasively.
"I don't know; you just don't seem to be all here.
We've all had around twenty orgasms tonight; you've
had, what, one? And that one because I pretty much had
to force it on you! Come on, tell me what's wrong,
aren't you enjoying the boys company?"
"Of course I enjoy it; I'm as bi- as the rest of you! I
know how to enjoy a good cock! Now if you don't mind,
I'll go suck one!" She pulled Ron's cock (who had been
violently fucking Hannah, again, and who had looked up
when she made her comment) right out of Hannah's pussy
and into her mouth. She had seemed very defensive and
upset as she said that, she then avoided talking to
Lana for the rest of the night, and, though Ana did
start allowing herself to cum a lot more during the
night, no one missed the fact that it was only when she
was either Lana of with Hannah.
Under her, Lana felt Don's steady breathing, indicating
that he was still asleep; she couldn't believe she
still felt his erect cock up her ass, just where it was
when they finally fell asleep. It sure felt good there,
especially with the tongue now working like mad in her
pussy.
"Wait a second," she thought suddenly, "If all my
brothers and sisters are still here in bed with me,
then who's in my pussy?" Not that the answer really
mattered to Lana, the person was doing such a great
job, but sometimes you just want to know who is
sexually pleasuring you.
She looked down toward her pussy, and though she
couldn't see a face (as it was buried deep in her cunt)
the flow of red hair told her that it was Amy busy
there. She felt a surge of joy and happiness at that
fact, Amy had been the only one in the house she had
not made a true connection with; well her and her new
Dad, actually, but Lana's connection with her new
father would have to wait a while.
She tried spreading her legs as much as possible
without bothering anyone on her side, but she felt
people starting to stir all around her, not to mention
a pumping by the cock in her ass. Soon they were all
fucking again, until, one by one, they all came, well,
all except Ana, who didn't cum until Amy finished
completely eating out Lana, and moved over to suck and
ream Ana's asshole.
The boys and girls then assumed 69 positions to clean
each other off: Ron sucking the cum out of Hannah while
she sucked his cock clean, Ana doing the same with
John, and as Lana cleaned of Don and he feasted on her
pussy juices, Amy cleaned the cum out of her ass from
behind.
"Well, good morning all of you," Amy finally said, "or
better said, good afternoon, since it is officially
after NOON now."
"You're kidding," John said, "I promised Debbie—"
"Oh no," Don said cutting in, "Katrina will kill—"
"I have already talked with your 'guides', Amy said,
"they understood there was a family matter to attend to
and they said they'd be back tomorrow, or that if you
finished early, and wanted to see them sooner, to call
them."
"I'd better go find Katrina," Don said, "It's her
birthday today and I promised her a very special
present."
"I'll go with you," John said, "If I can't find Debbie,
"he said smiling wryly, "I'll just help you with
Katrina's present."
Don threw him a reproachful look but said, "Fine."
"Not fine," Amy said, and everyone looked at her
surprised. "I came to get you because you all need to
eat something first. I have some roast chicken and
potatoes for all of you."
"For breakfast" Ana said with a doubtful face.
"Technically it is lunch time," Amy said, and actually,
"it is the late dinner I prepared for you all last
night (since what you had had to that point was
basically a late lunch), the dinner none of you ever
came in to eat."
As the kids, and Ana especially, realized that they had
in fact missed both last night's dinner and this
morning's breakfast, they became more aware of their
growling stomachs.
Smiling Lana said, "I guess CUM can only fill you so
much.
Laughing at that, they all followed Amy back to the
house and gathered around the kitchen table.
***
After eating, John and Don, left immediately to find
the Wilson girls; Ron also stepped out, claiming he
needed to buy something at the local pet shop, and then
return to the studio to work on his base, he claimed it
had been a little out of tune.
With Pietro working in the front garden, and Amy
cleaning the house, the girls decided to go up to their
room and just hang for a while.
Lana was quickly getting bored with watching Hannah
stare out of the window toward the garage, and Ana
moping silently on the bed like a love sick puppy.
"What is wrong with you two," Lana said annoyed, "We
should be having some fun. I hardly recognize either of
you!"
"Lana," Hannah said, "we spent most of the night having
fun. Maybe we just need a break from sex."
"Yeah," Ana agreed sadly, "what's the point of it
anymore?"
These last statements left Lana open mouthed and angry.
"Okay, that is it! Ana, I know who she's dreaming
about, even though she won't say anything," she looked
over at Hannah sitting by the window, "but who has you
in such a gloomy 'only one person in the world will
truly satisfy me' attitude?"
Hannah turned away from the window interested, she
might live only for her Master, but that didn't mean
her sister's lives no longer interested her. "Yeah,"
she said turning to Ana, "I know that look, you're as
much in love as I—" she stopped suddenly looking
flustered and turning red, finished saying, "—as I
think John is with Debbie."
"You two don't know what you're talking about!" Ana
screamed angrily, "Not that my life is any of your
business!" She lay face down in bed and putting a
pillow over her head refused to listen or look at her
sisters.
Both Lana and even Hannah (who knew her secret, if you
could call it that was only temporary) felt hurt by
Ana's words.
"Our lives have always been each others business." Lana
said softly, but firmly, "we've never had any secrets
from each other," and throwing a look at Hannah said,
"Well no real secrets anyway."
"I don't believe you're cutting us out of your life
like this," Hannah said, suddenly almost in tears.
"You're one to talk," Ana said suddenly pulling the
pillow off her head and turning an angry face to
Hannah, showing that she was herself in tears, "but you
understand what's happening in your life, you don't
care if others think you're weird of insane, you know
what gives you pleasure and you're not ashamed of it!"
Lana was suddenly very worried about her sister, and
the worry drowned out any anger or resentment she might
have been feeling. Climbing on the bed next to Ana she
pulled Ana's head to her breast and had Ana suck on her
silently for a while, she then signaled Hannah to get
on Ana's other side and start sucking Ana's boob. Their
mother always used this approach to calm any of them
that was truly upset. As Ana calmed down a bit, Lana
petted her long hair with one hand as Ana continued
attacking Lana's tit furiously, Lana then dropped her
other hand to Ana's pussy and started gently caressing
her cunt, working a finger softly in and out as she
did.
As Ana became truly receptive to this treatment, Lana
whispered to her, "We love you Ana, you know that, and
we want to help you, but you have to tell us what's
wrong."
Ana finally took her mouth off Lana's breasts and
nodding slowly let them know with her eyes that she
would tell them everything, "Just, just don't stop
okay?" she said, throwing a look at her breast in
Hannah's mouth and Lana's finger in her pussy. Lana,
now also, bent over and took Ana's other breast between
her lips and gently sucked.
Giving a sigh Ana let both her hands drop and one found
Lana's wet hole, and the other was quickly busy in
Hannah's. In this loving position she was finally able
to start talking.
"Hannah is right," she said, "I really, really think
that I am in love. I met someone and I can't stop
thinking, dreaming, fantasizing; but I'm so confused,
it's just so new, so different, and we start High
School in a few weeks, what if someone were to find
out? They wouldn't leave me alone, would they?"
Though Ana did not hurry and specify what was so
strange or chaotic about being in love that it could
destroy her reputation at school, her sisters neither
questioned nor rushed her to get to the point. They
just continued with their ministrations. Finally Ana
said, "I don't even know who she really is, all I know
is that her name is Patty, that she's a goddess (My
Goddess) and that she is my soul mate; I love her."
Lana and Hannah continued their loving treatment of
Ana, but both had suddenly become very wide-eyed;
understanding at last their sisters predicament, but
neither knowing exactly what to say.
After the mutual masturbation had brought them all to
orgasm, they all lay back on the bed and Lana finally
said, "So you really think you're in love with this
woman?"
"I think so, yeah, but since I ran out before trying to
find out for sure, now I may never know."
Just then, they heard someone calling at the window and
Hannah leapt off the bed.
"Get down to the studio now, alone!" Lana heard someone
say, and she noticed the smile that suddenly appeared
on Hannah's face; why couldn't she smile like that for
her?
"You can't go now," Lana said as Hannah grabbed a large
T-shirt, "we're in the middle of something serious."
"It's okay, Lana," Ana said, "I'm feeling a lot better
now, it really helped me to be able to say what was
going on, and I thank you both so much."
"No," Lana said furiously, "she's not going!" Lana got
in front of Hannah to block her way.
"Lana, get out of the way, you can't tell me what to
do; you're not my Master."
"But he is!" Lana said, grabbing Hannah by the arm and
pulling her to the bed. "He is isn't he?"
"Lana, let go of my arm, you're hurting me!"
"I thought that's what you wanted!" Lana screamed
looking a little insane, which at the moment, she was;
insane with anger over the loss of her property. "Ana,
get me the chains from the closet now!" As she said
this, she threw Hannah on the bed and climbed on top of
her.
"Lana," Ana said a little scared, "this isn't funny,
we've always had an understand—"
"Understand this BITCH, you get me those chains now or
the first thing I do when we get to the new school is
nominate you for president of the lesbian society!"
"Ana, NO!" Hannah said crying under Lana's weight, "I
have to go to him, NOW!"
Ana, however, was looking at Lana, a bit hurt and a lot
scared, she knew there was no arguing with her in this
state. She got up and going over to the closet brought
out some heavy chains.
"Chain her arms and her legs, NOW!" Lana screamed,
"Attach it to the bed post and gag that WHORE!"
"No!" Hannah screamed terrified; it was so weird, only
a day or two ago she would have given her entire life
to be treated this way by Lana, but now there was only
one person who had a right to treat her this way, and
she didn't want to lose him. "Lana, please don't!"
As Ana gagged Hannah, Lana leaned over and bit Hannah's
tits, one after the other, as Hannah tried to pull away
from the pain, Lana released her tits saying in an evil
voice, "He's changed you, turned you against me, but
don't sis, I'm going to teach him a lesson, and he will
know not to mess with my property."
Getting up and going to the closet she came back with
several items: two natural contours ultimate massagers,
two clamps, and a role of tape. She took one of the
massagers and stuck it in Hannah's cunt, it's curve
shape, designed for the contours of a woman's body,
delivered strong vibrations to both ends, bringing
pleasure to both Hannah's G-spot on the inside, and her
clit on the outside.
Lana then grabbed the second one and stuck it in
Hannah's ass. Wrapping tape around Hannah's front and
back to hold the massagers in place; she used the
clamps to pinch Hannah's tits. As Hannah squirmed from
the pain and the pleasure, Lana leaned over and kissed
her on the forehead. "I'll go talk to that false master
of yours now, and when it's over, you can be sure he
will never bother you again."
Turning to Ana, she said, "Stay with her, but don't
touch her. Unless she dies from pleasure, don't even
consider releasing her, do you understand me Ellen?"
Ana slowly nodded, she might not like how Lana was
treating Hannah, but she was at least glad not to be
the target of the 'Orgasm Queen's' wrath for once.
Plus, she remembered all the times Hannah would just
stand over them, playing with herself, while Lana had
her way with her.
***
Lana had grabbed the T-shirt Hannah had pulled out of
the closet and thrown it on herself. Since it was
Hannah's, there was an 'H' sown onto the side. It was
Lana's plan to get Ron off his guard.
As she walked into the studio Ron shouted, "You're
late!" and walking over to her slapped her on her face.
Lana threw him and angry look, and was about to say
something when she suddenly remembered she was suppose
to be Hannah, lowering her head she said, "I'm sorry
master, my sisters delayed me."
"Yeah," Ron said angrily, "well next time you slap your
sisters across the face and tell them 'Your Master's
call is above ALL!" Ron smiled inside himself at the
look of disgust in Lana's eyes. He wondered what the
"Orgasm Queen' was up to, and more importantly what she
had done with his beloved toy. "Probably has her
chained up in the room," he thought, "it's the only way
she'd be able to keep her from coming to me."
Though he had instantly known this wasn't Hannah, he
decided to play along. He owed Lana a little payback,
and this was a perfect chance to give it to her.
"Take off that T-shirt!" Ron ordered. "I brought you
something special to wear." As he said this, he pulled
her close and ripped the shirt right off her body
leaving her nude. He then pulled out a small box with
the words, 'Best-Pet' on it and, opening it, pulled out
a dog collar.
Lana looked insulted and infuriated but decided to hold
off a little longer before trying to cut Ron's cock off
(what she had come to the garage to do).
Ron, however, didn't give her the opportunity to speak.
He hit her hard across the face (harder than he would
ever consider hitting his precious Hannah) and before
Lana could react, he grabbed a long piece of fabric
(from the T-shirt he had torn off her) and tied it
several times around her mouth. He didn't want her
saying she wasn't Hannah, even though he could see that
the necklace she wore was clearly marked 'L'.
As her hands shot up to remove the gag, he grabbed them
and held them tightly behind her back as he pushed her
toward the opposite side of the room, where, for the
first time, she noticed chains. They were screwed to
the wall, like in a dungeon.
This was actually a surprise Ron had finished preparing
for the real Hannah, one he knew she would love, but
they were perfect for the current situation.
Ron chained Lana's arms to the wall, her back to him;
when she tried to kick him in the balls, he chained her
legs to the wall as well.
"What, you insolent DUMBASS SLAVE! You would resist
your Master's wishes to use you for his pleasure?" He
put the dog collar around her neck and tightened it to
the degree where it was almost choking her. He then
grabbed a belt from a nearby table and whipped her
three times across the ass. Lana threw him a look full
of shock, hate and pain.
"What, no pleasure yet" Ron thought to himself, "I can
fix that."
He went to the cabinet on the side and came back with
several vibrators, grabbing Lana, he pushed a rather
over-sized one deep in her pussy without stopping to
let her adjust to the size, the pain was indescribable,
but not as indescribable as the pleasure and joy that
suddenly shot through Lana's body when, in one instant,
he turned it on full. Lana couldn't believe it, in one
second she was cumming like she'd never cum before.
Ron then stuck another vibrator in her ass, also making
sure it hurt a lot going in, before also turning it on
full power.
The 'Orgasm Queen' was reduce to a whimpering, crying
slump, instantly; one that would have been on the floor
if it were not for the chains holding her against the
wall.
Ron then grabbed a third vibrator, and walking right
behind Lana, alternated between using it on her tits,
nipples and clit; every now and then, he would stop to
whip her two or three times on the ass cheeks with the
belt he still held in his other hand. The amount of
pain and pleasure was starting to prove too much for
Lana, but strangely enough, she was no longer resisting
and in no way wanted this treatment to end. It hurt,
but, the pain was nothing compared to the pleasure and
joy it brought afterward.
Suddenly, Lana fell to the floor in a broken down heap.
Her arms and legs had been freed, and the vibrators
were all gone. Lana couldn't believe how empty she
felt, there was an unexplainable need and desire to be
once more filled, and filled to the point of exploding.
Lana heard Ron doing something somewhere nearby, she
didn't know what though; she was still on the floor and
could not even lift her head to look. Suddenly, she
felt Ron grab her by the collar and pull her up a bit,
he was attaching something to the collar ring. He
suddenly let her drop once more to the floor, but she
felt a pressure pulling her from around her neck.
Mustering up enough strength to look what was
happening, she realized that Ron had her on a leash,
and weirdly enough, rather than disgust her, it excited
her beyond belief.
"Get on your hands and knees and walk BITCH!" Ron said
strongly.
"Bitch," Lana thought, "yes, that's what I am, I'm a
bitch, a female dog on a collar and leash, stopping on
every corner to be humped by every dog that comes
around!" These thoughts drove Lana wild with
expectation as she got on her hands and knees, holding
her ass up high, letting Ron lead her across the room;
she could now see that he had re-opened the sofa bed
and it was waiting to be filled.
"Jump on the bed little bitch, make your master proud."
Lana jumped up staying in a four legged position and
Ron jumped up behind her and drove his now free and
very erect cock straight in her still very open pussy.
After fucking her doggy style to another body shaking
orgasm, Ron turned her around and resumed fucking her
in the missionary position. He reached for the gag she
was still wearing an removing it said, "I think we can
get rid of the muzzle now, I doubt you'll think of
biting your master now.
Lana stayed very quiet, even without the gag she kept
her mouth tightly shut. She was afraid that if she said
something, Ron might find out she wasn't really Hannah,
she thought if that happened, he'd not only stop
pleasuring her now, he might never pleasure her like
this again. Not that she planned to become his full
time slave like Hannah, but she had to admit, she
definitely understood her sister better.
After an hour of being used by Ron in every possible
sexual way conceivable, Lana couldn't take it anymore
and begging said, "Can't, can't do it anymore, please
stop, please."
This was what the 'Master' had been waiting to hear,
that he had bested the 'Orgasm Queen'. "You want me to
stop?" he asked strongly.
"Yes, yes please." Lana said.
"Please what?" Ron asked firmly.
"What does he mean," Lana thought desperately, then, as
a light blinked in her mind she said, "yes Master."
"Very good," Ron said lying on his back and pulling
Lana on top of him to kiss her for a while. He then
looked her in the eye and said, "So why don't we
consider the 'Master' and the 'Orgasm Queen' even now,
and just start fresh."
Lana looked at him surprised and said, "You knew, you
knew all along that I wasn't Hannah?"
"Of course I knew you weren't my girl. So, is it a
deal, you never again mention how you turned me into
Hannah's toilet paper for a day, and I never mention
how I turned you into my loyal puppy for a day and
drove the 'Orgasm Queen' to the point where she
couldn't handle another orgasm."
Lana smiled and, leaning over, kissed Ron again with
true affection.
When they broke it off Ron said, "I take that to mean
we have a deal?"
Lana nodded and then said, "So how long have you known
it was me?"
"I'd say since you walked through the studio door."
"But how could you know," Lana questioned, somewhat
confused by this revelation.
"Oh, a few things, first of all, my heart didn't skip a
few beats when you first walked in like it does
whenever I'm around my Hannah." Lana looked at him
curiously and he added, "Don't get me wrong, I love you
and Ana just as much, but Hannah and I have a very
special connection that I really can't explain."
Smiling, he continued, "the second thing that tipped me
off to you was the fact that you looked like you wanted
kill me when I slapped you; I could throw a vat of acid
on Hannah and she would still look at me with nothing
but pure love. Finally, that 'L' on your necklace sort
of confirmed all my suspicions."
"Oh," Lana laughed a little embarrassed at being so
dumb. She than said, "Maybe I should get back to Ana
and Hannah. I left Hannah in a bit of a tangle, and Ana
was a bit confused and depressed too."
"Because she just found out she's a lesbian?" Ron
asked.
Lana looked at him amazed and said, "How did you know
about that?"
"I heard her when she told you last night."
"Last night?" Lana questioned, "When did she tell me
that last night?"
"You know, when she told you she was 'bi- and knew how
to enjoy a good cock too'."
Lana was confused and said, "How is saying that the
same as saying she's a lesbian?"
"Well," Ron said with an air of someone explaining that
'one plus one equals two' "my brothers an I say that
all the time too." When Lana continued to look at him
with a puzzled stare, he added, "it usually follows the
phase, 'for me a juicy cunt is number one'."
Lana united the phrases quickly in her head thinking,
"For me a juicy cunt is number one, but I'm bi- I know
how to enjoy a good cock too." She opened her eyes wide
as she thought or the reverse, what was true for her
personally, and, she was sure, for any girl that wasn't
a lesbian, "for me a long thick cock is number one, but
I'm bi- I know how to enjoy a juicy cunt too."
"You're right," she suddenly said out loud, "she did
tell me last night. I should have caught on. I'm such a
terrible sister!" she said sadly.
"Hey," Ron said, kissing her again, and calming her a
bit. "What Ana is going through is not just new for
her; it's new for all of you. So don't blame yourself,
and remember your brothers are here to help too."
"How can you help with this?" Lana said doubtfully,
though appreciative of the offer.
"Well, for one thing, we're going fuck Ana silly every
day until school starts, and you'll help by not doing
one thing to trigger an orgasm in her until then."
"How will that help, I mean, will it stop her from
being who she is?"
"No, but it will help her remember a part of her she's
forgotten." Ron said.
Lana looked curiously at him again and he explained,
"Finding out so suddenly that she's a lesbian seems to
have left her in some sort of a 'cock freeze mode'.
She's not 'enjoying a good cock' the way a bi- really
should. I consider that a very unhealthy attitude in
this family, so I want you to help me get her back on
the right track by letting me and my brothers supply
all of Ana's orgasms for a while."
Nodding, Lana said, "Hannah is happier than she's ever
been isn't she?"
"Probably," Ron said, just between you and me, I'm
working to solve a few of her problems as well."
"If you ever actually hurt her, I will kill you, you
know."
"I wouldn't expect anything less," Ron said, leaning up
once more and giving her a final kiss.
"I'd better get back to her, or there may be nothing
left of her to get back too." As she walked to the
exit, she suddenly turned around and said strongly,
"And Ron, if you ever try to treat me the way you just
did again, I will do what I came here to do."
"And that is," Ron asked a bit amused by the sudden
change in Lana's character.
"To cut off your balls," Lana said harshly and smiling
wickedly.
"Good to see you back, Queen, I love you your majesty."
As she continued walking and opened the door, she
stopped one last time before walking out to say, "I
love you too, Master." And with that left the garage,
naked, since Ron had ripped the only shirt she had been
wearing.
***
As Lana walked back into her room, she saw that Hannah
was exactly where she had left her. She was still
chained tightly to the bed, and the vibrators were
still buzzing away (though they had obviously been
reduced to minimum now) the bed sheets were soaked
through with her pussy juice, and there was a glassy,
almost hollow look in her eyes. She looked half dead,
but she was whimpering and amazingly enough, still
conscious. Ana was sitting by her head, caressing her
forehead gently.
Lana told Ana to leave her alone with Hannah a little
while. As Ana left to get something in the kitchen,
Lana went over to Hannah and, after removing all the
equipment, gave her a kiss on each tit. Then she bent
down to drink up all the cunt juice flowing freely from
her pussy.
After having her sister fully clean and relaxed, Lana
leaned over and removing Hannah's gag, replaced it with
her lips.
Finally, after several minutes of tenderly kissing her,
Lana helped Hannah sit up, though she was still
chained, saying, "Your master asked me to give you that
for him. He also asked me to give you this," She
reached around her neck and as Hannah followed Lana's
hands with her eyes, noticed the collar around her neck
for the first time. "He asked me to try it on, to make
sure it would fit you perfectly."
Lana took it off and held the license attached to it in
front of Hannah's eyes so she could clearly read it;
she smiled as she saw the big bold letters that said,
"HANNAH" and under it in smaller letter, "Property of
Ronald Anderson".
Hannah continued to smile, but she truly laughed with
joy when Lana herself put the collar around her and
then kissed her saying, "I'm happy that you are happy."
She then unchained her and hugged her.
"Does he still want me to go to him now?" Hannah asked.
"No, he understands that Ana needs some time with us at
the moment. She's going through something, and she
needs to know she's not alone."
Just then Ana walked back in the room and Lana said,
"Ana, come here, I was just mentioning you. Hannah,
show her what your Master got for you." As Hannah
modeled her new collar, Ana threw Lana a weird, "you're
approving this?" look.
Lana said, "Hannah is very happy with the life she has
chosen, and I was just showing her my support." Then
leaning over to Ana and kissing her lovingly she said,
"just like I support you on any decision you make on
your life."
"Yean," Hannah said snuggling up to her sisters, Ana in
the middle. "Anything that makes you happy makes us all
happy."
The three of them lay back smiling in each others arms,
and fell happily to sleep.
Chapter Twenty-two – Return Mail
Stan and Laura were fucking furiously on the sun deck
of the yacht they had rented for their honeymoon get-
away. It was now exactly one week since they had gotten
married and, with one week still to go before they were
back home with their kids. They had chosen to use the
sun deck as their bedroom for the past two days, to be
near the computer. They were expecting a letter and
they wanted to know the second it arrived.
Their kids has sent them a letter the very next day
after they had sent their own, but it was a simple one
line note that said, "Received your message,
everything's fine, expect a better response in about 3
days."
As Stan continued to pump Laura doggie style, Josie
came up with a tray of food. Neither Stan, nor Laura
had been back in the galley lately.
"Still at it I see," Josie said, "are you two trying to
break some sort of record?"
"Only thing I'm trying to break is my wife," Stan said,
somewhat out of breath, "she actually thinks she can
outlast me."
"It's only natural Stan," Laura said, "there are just
so many times a guy can cum before he's down for good.
A woman on the other hand—"
"—eventually runs dry too." Stan interrupted, "and as
you've seen, A guy doesn't need to cum anywhere as
often as a woman."
"You do seem to have incredible endurance," Josie said,
eyeing Stan's cock lustfully, "how do you do it?"
"Sorry Josie," Stan said, "it's a family secret, only
the male in my family are told the secret."
"Does that include how you can get hard again so fast
when you do cum?" Laura asked, obviously about to
orgasm again.
Just then, they heard what they had been waiting two
days to hear. "You've Got Mail!" was heard over the
loudspeaker and Stan and Laura stopped, surprised.
"What was that?" Laura said.
"The computer," Josie said, "I connected its sound
system to the ships."
"Are you telling me that we could have been in the
privacy of our own room and still have heard it?" Stan
said a bit annoyed.
"Well, yes," Josie said and smiling added, "but then I
wouldn't have been able to join in as much."
Laura smiled at her and pulling her close bit her on
the tit saying, "I think you would have found a way to
join in anyway."
Stan said, "There's time for more of that later, let's
see if it is really what we're waiting for."
"I set up the mail server to only signal when mail came
for you, so it must be." Josie said leading the way to
the computer.
Once at the computer, Stan quickly checked the inbox
and said, "It's from John alright, from his email
address anyway, the subject says 'From ALL of us',"
"That screen is so small," Laura complained, trying to
see around Stan's head, "have you opened it, what does
it say?"
Stan opened the letter to reveal red writing on a blue
background that said, "Just like Yours". Scrolling down
the page he found the apparently blank space with
arrows that pointed to it and clicked.
"I can't see it," Laura said upset, "we should both be
able to see it easily together."
"Well, there's nothing to see at the moment, just a
page requesting a password." Stan typed in 'tripletx'
and the password request disappeared leaving a page
with just two links.
"What is it?" Laura asked.
"Links to two video files," Stan said curiously,
"'ThisOneFirst.mpg' and 'TripletXLoveTimes2.mpg'"
"Well I bet I know which one you're supposed to open
first," Josie said smiling.
"But I want to be able to see it at the same time,"
Laura argued, "It's a little difficult here."
"I have an idea," Josie said, "Stan; let me sit there a
minute."
Taking over the desk seat, Josie rummaged in a drawer
and pulled out a CD-R. Putting it quickly in the CD-RW
she right clicked on both links and saved the files
directly to the disk. Getting up from the desk seat she
said, "Come on you two, follow me."
Josie led the Andersons all the way to her cabin where
Henry was laying in bed.
"Need to use this," Josie said, walking over to some
curtains on the wall. Laura had now been in this cabin
several times and she found it odd that she had never
noticed how out of place those curtains looked there.
Of course, she had always been otherwise occupied while
in this cabin.
Josie pulled the curtains aside and revealed a giant
screen TV behind it, out of which she pulled a
connection wire before turning it on (had she not, the
Andersons may have been shocked to see their cabin
appear on screen). "Henry, get me the laptop under the
bed quick." As Josie said this, she connected a
different wire to the screen, the other end of which
she connected to the laptop Henry passed to her.
Turning it on, the computer could be seen on the big
screen booting up, and when ready, Josie put in the CD-
R, the file directory of which showed two files:
'ThisOneFirst' and 'TripletXLoveTimes2'.
"Okay, on the bed everyone, it's time to watch some
movies."
***
"Hi Mom, Dad and if you're watching, the Carters," said
a voice as the camera zoomed in on a face; it was one
of the girls, but which one?
"It's Ana," Laura said as the camera zoomed out enough
to get her whole head and they noticed a headband with
the letter 'A'.
"We've just wanted you to know that we are all fine and
we are getting along great, we can't wait for you to
get back so we can truly be complete. I especially
needed to talk to you Mom. I was going through
something a few days ago, and I was a bit confused.
I'll explain it all when you're here, the important
thing is that thanks to my sisters, and my brothers,"
she added smiling as the camera zoomed out and they saw
that Ana was laying face up on one of her brothers, his
cock pumping in and out of her ass, while another of
the boys was kneeling in front of her pumping his cock
in her pussy, while the third boy straddled her mid-
section and pumped his cock between her tits."
"Well, looks like they have connected." Stan said
proudly.
"Well with her anyway." Laura added smiling.
"-any real crisis has been averted. I'm in love, and I
accept that, but I remember clearly now what else I
love." As she said this she started to orgasm violently
and the boy delivering the tit fuck leaned up and stuck
his cock in her mouth."
The camera then moved away from this scene and stopped
on Lana and Hannah. Lana was holding a leash connected
to Hannah's collar.
"Hi Mom, Dad, while Ana is busy cumming for the
zillionth time since the boys started their therapy a
few days ago," Lana said, "Hannah wanted to show you
something."
"Yeah, Mom, Dad, I love you and I miss you," Hannah
said, "but look at this," she said excitedly, pointing
to her collar, "my Master brought if for me," she added
lovingly.
The camera focused in on the collar, then on the
license and they were able to read the inscription as
Hannah said, "I don't know if you can make it out but
it says—"
"Hannah property of Ronald Anderson!" said a male voice
coming up behind them. Ron then walked into the picture
and giving Lana tender kiss said, "Thanks for taking
care of my Bitch for me,"
"No problem Ron," Lana said, "I'll walk you dog
anytime." As Ron took the leash from her she gave his
cock a squeeze and took a last minute to pinch Hannah's
boobs before walking out of the picture, leaving just
Ron and Hannah.
"Hi Mom, Dad, hope you're enjoying your honeymoon as
much as we are." Using the leash, Ron pulled Hannah
onto her knees in front of his cock and had her start
sucking him off. "I promise that I'm playing nice with
Hannah. You know I've always been kind to my animals
Dad, and I've adopted Hannah as my number one BITCH,
and she's happy about that, aren't you Hannah?"
As he said this, he looked down at her and pulled her
up to her feet, again using the leash only to control
her.
"Oh yes," Hannah said overjoyed as Ron put his arms
around her and strongly pinching one breast, leaned
down and bit the other.
"Remind me to buy some cream to cover up bruises."
Laura said smiling, "that pair will need some when
school starts."
"By the way," Ron continued, "Hannah may officially
belong to me, but she knows that technically se is the
'Family Pet' and will always be at the disposal of
anyone in the family. Now come on Hannah," He said
pulling her leash, "Ana is a little tired, and my
brothers and I need a replacement."
"Yes Master!" Hannah said happily stepping off screen
with Ron.
Lana then stepped back in saying, "Okay, so I admit I
was bummed out at first, losing my favorite lap dog you
know, but Ron and I have worked things out, and like he
said, I can still use Hannah whenever I like. In the
meantime, though, there are some friends I want you to
meet. "Come here you three."
Stan and Laura were shocked to see three naked kids
walk onto the scene; well, that they were naked wasn't
so shocking, just that they were strangers.
"These are the Wilson Kids. They are officially our
bands new number one fans here. Did I mention that our
bands had merged? We are now 'Triplet X Love Times 2'
we included a video with one of our songs from our
first concert here. Anyway, this is Debbie, she starts
High School with us in two weeks," she said , pulling
Debbie tight against her side and letting her hand rest
on Debbie's tit.
"Debbie had a crazy idea at first about marrying John
and being John's one and only bed partner, but—" Lana
pinched Debbie's nipple hard and then bringing her
other hand to Debbie's cunt, stuck two fingers straight
in and using her thumb, massaged Debbie's clit, "—I
think I've cured her of silly notions like that."
Looking at Debbie and kissing her on the lips she said,
"say hi to my parents and tell them what you've
learned."
"Hi," Debbie said, obviously a little embarrassed.
"She still needs a little work, that one." Laura said.
"Mr. and Mrs. Anderson," Debbie continued, "I've
learned from Lana that if I want to marry a member of
your family, I have to be willing to marry all of you."
"Very good," Lana said pulling Debbie's head toward her
breast and having Debbie suck her as she continued
talking. "Now this here," Lana said pulling Katrina
against her other side is Katrina."
"And I'm not looking to marry anyone." Katrina said
smiling, "Hi Mr. and Mrs. Anderson, I'm just looking
for some special fun, and I think your family can give
it to me." With that said, she stuck and index finger
straight up Lana's butt and before Lana could recover,
bit her other breast and started sucking the nipple.
"As you can see, Katrina is very independent, and can
in no way be tamed, or satisfied. That hasn't stopped
Don from trying though. Finally, this young man in
front of me is Jason. He's sworn his allegiance to me
and has been a great help in letting me forget my loss
of Hannah." Looking toward Jason she said, "Wave hello
to my parents and kneel before me slave." Jason waved,
and quickly dropped to his knees before Lana, gluing
his mouth to her pussy. "Jason is very smart," Lana
said proudly of her new toy, "which is why he's
starting high school next year with Katrina even though
he is a year younger."
Just then, John and Don walked into the picture and
John, walking behind Debbie, stuck his cock deep in her
pussy, just as Don did the same with Katrina. Both
Wilson girls still had their mouths glued to Lana's
tits.
As Lana lost her ability to talk, John said from his
position behind Debbie, "Hi Mom, Dad, I miss you too;
as you can see, we've all connected just fine, and we
have a little 'Welcome Back' party planned for your
arrival, so, we can continue connecting; even Pietro
and Amy have put aside their differences." As he said
this, the camera moved over to the spot it had started
in originally, only Hannah was now the girl at the
center of activity.
Hannah was lying face up on Ron, much like Ana had
been, with Ron's cock pumping in and out of her ass,
but on top of her, in a 69 position, lay Amy eating
Hannah's cunt, as Hannah feasted on Amy's. Behind Amy,
pumping his cock in and out of her ass was Pietro.
The camera was then brought to rest on an empty area
between the two groups, and zoomed out just enough so
that both groups could be complete seen on either side.
Ana then walked forward into the empty space between
both groups, she had obviously been behind the camera,
having taken over camera duty sometime after her first
scene.
"Well," she said, "like John said, we'll be waiting to
celebrate your arrival, enjoy the rest of your
honeymoon, and enjoy the video of our band (by the way,
I'm officially the leader of the new band). Now, as for
me," she said, looking at the group on her right, where
Lana was the center of attention, then the group on the
left where Hannah was in the middle of everything, "as
usual, I'm stuck between my two sisters trying to
decide whose side I should be on. Oh, well, I'll
probably have time to be on both, bye. Love you again!"
And with that the screen went blank.
***
Laura had a tear in her eye as the musical video, which
had started automatically after the first video, came
to an end. It was basically the same disk the girls had
used for their revenge message, except that the
scrolling messages had been removed and more scenes
that included all the family together had been added.
"They are so beautiful together," Laura said.
"Do you mean the band, or those personal scenes they
added throughout the song?" Stan asked smiling.
"You sure have incredible kids." Henry said, his cock
near exploding.
"Yeah," Josie said, "Your girls especially look so
tasty."
"Yeah," Stan agreed hungrily, "Triplet X Love Times 2',
they'll bring some heat to that high school I bet."
"Sort of like we can bring to this bed," Laura asked,
pushing him on his back and straddling his face with
her pussy. Bending over she caught Henry's cock in her
mouth and sucked happily as Josie mounted Stan's erect
cock and began to ride him hard; soon they were all
once again lost in the throws of sexual ecstasy, though
the Andersons only real thoughts were, "It's time to
get back home and complete our family connection."
To be continued in book two, next week...
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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