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The Gregsons - 4
By Erosscribe (erossscribe@mac.com)

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The continuing adventure of John Smith, hired by his 
Aunt to serve as chaperone to her five children and 
their friends at the Gregson Family summer home on 
Mount Desert Island. (MF-teens, bi, exh, 1st, oral, 
anal, mast, rom)

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The Gregsons Chapter IV : The Story(ies)

This work is dedicated to Shannon, Cass, Karly, Kayla, 
Danielle, Britt, Jess, Alanna and last but certainly 
not least, Nikki.

Story Characters 
Elmer Vanderhoven, 68
Gudrun Vanderhoven, 62
Richard/Sunbird Smith 1945-1982
Susan Henderson/Moonflower Smith 1945-1982
Mary Smith (nee Vanderhoven), 41
Bob Smith, 45
Me (John Smith), 18
Abigail Smith, 43
Adam Grossberg, 46
Lauren Smith-Grossberg, 20
Lisa Vanderhoven / Anneliese Gregson, 35
Archibald Gregson III, 63 
Amelia Gregson, 15
Amanda Gregson, 13
Melinda and Melissa Gregson, (twins) 11
Llewellyn Gregson (Lil), 9 
Rolf Pflaumzeit, 38
Clara Pflaumzeit, 36 
Ione Pflaumzeit, 14
Hannah and Heidi Pflaumzeit (twins), 10 
Hiltraud Berg (Pflaumzeit former Nanny), 52
Olga Teufelhausen (Gregson former Nanny), 57
Robert aka James aka Alfred Harrington, 66 (Chauffeur)
Reginald Butler, 55 (Butler)
Jacques Bellamont, 33 (Chef)
Brynja Bjartursdottir, 22 (Housekeeper)
Unnur Bjartursdottir, 21 (Housekeeper)
Soleil Bingham, 19 (Gardener)
Zoe Griffiths, 20 (Islander/Gardener) 


In This Chapter:
Me (John Smith), 18
Soleil Bingham, 19 
Anneliese Gregson, 35


Chapter IV: The Story(ies)

So I'm sitting on Soleil's queen bed, her home for the 
night. "Hey, where's my bed?"

"You're bunking with me. I hope you don't mind." She 
sticks out her tongue at me and I giggle, knowing my 
cock is doing the agreeing for me.

"So, you want to know the story, huh? The whole story? 
It's about midnight now - and we have to be up at 5. 
It's a long story- can you drive on no sleep?"

"Yes, I want to know the whole story. All of it. Just 
tell me, please?"

"Anneliese," Soleil calls out, come in here please." 

Anneliese appears and plops down on the bed. " What's 
up? That DVD you two made tonight tells me you can't be 
upset about the accommodations," she smiles gleefully. 
Soleil leans over and whispers in my ear, "The camera 
records straight to DVD." 

He wants to know the story, Anneliese. The whole 
story." My Aunt looks taken aback but says "The whole 
story? It's about midnight now - and we have to be up 
at 5. It's a long story- can you drive on no sleep? 
Soleil grins and says " We've been over that, sweetie." 

Leaning in to give Anneliese a long, deep kiss and 
tickling me with the other hand. As I giggle helplessly 
she says in a Dracula-esque voice, " You must answer a 
movie trivia question first. Where does the Sound of 
Music say you should start?" " At the very beginning?" 
I reply, gasping for air. " "Correct, cutie," Soleil 
giggles as she stops tickling me.

"The very beginning, Anneliese says thoughtfully. Hmm. 
Alright. The first thing you need to know is that much 
of what you know about my parents (your grandparents) 
is a lie." "Like what?" I query, but Soleil elbows me 
hard in the ribs. "Shhh- you wanted to hear the story 
from the very beginning – No more interruptions, OK?" 

I sheepishly agree and Anneliese resumes. "Your 
grandparents didn't grow up in Den Haag, they grew up 
in the Dutch countryside. Yes, Grandpa Elmer had a 
friend when he was 10. His name was Phillip and he was 
also 10. Both he and your Grandpa were in an 
experimental stage, and one day after going swimming 
they caught a glimpse of each other nude. This led to 
some comparing, which led to some touching -- well, 
they quickly became boyfriends. Gudrun was Phillip's 
younger sister, and being 4, didn't know anything about 
this. 

"All she knew was they were friends and that Phillip 
was always going over to Elmer's house. Being her older 
brother, Phillip was forced to take her with him, and 
then Elmer and Phillip would disappear, leaving her 
there. She knew enough, though. Enough that two years 
later, when she was six and caught her brother naked in 
their room with his friend Hans, she ran over to 
Elmer's house to tell him. That's what happened to 
Phillip and Elmer. That's why Phillip was an idiot. 
Your future grandma added that Elmer couldn't stop 
being her friend or else she'd tell everybody what he 
and Phillip had been doing. His response was that that 
was fine as long as she did exactly what he said and 
never questioned him." 

By now my eyes are popping out of my head. Anneliese 
smiles and says, "This is just the very beginning - do 
you want me to stop now?" I feel a bit queasy but say 
no, please go on." "So they were friends, for awhile, 
and did all the things that you heard about. He taught 
her how to swim, how to ride a bike -- all of those 
things are actually true. Then, when Gudrun was 8 and 
your Grandpa 14, she asked him to teach her about sex 
stuff (as she cutely put it) or else she'd tell about 
him and Phillip. Elmer's response was the same as 
before. 

"Sure, but only if you do what I tell you and never 
question me." ("Personally, says Anneliese, I think he 
wanted it too.") 

I start to interject "But she was only 8!" but Soleil 
claps a firm hand over my mouth. "No interruptions, 
remember? "So your Grandpa taught her everything he 
knew. He taught her about kissing, and touching someone 
else's body, and that were special places that felt 
better than others. He taught her about oral sex, and 
how to masturbate, and when he was 15 she lost her 
virginity to him.. That was when she fell in love. What 
your Grandpa didn't bother to tell her was that he was 
seeing other girls. Notice the plural there. From what 
I understand Elmer was a great fuck. I have no personal 
knowledge of this," Anneliese quickly adds, as she sees 
my eyebrows raise. 

"Of course, your grandpa managed to get the 21 year-old 
girl he was dating pregnant. At that time, an honorable 
man had no choice. When you got a woman pregnant you 
married her. Period. End of story. But your Grandpa 
also had a ten year-old girl who was in love with him. 
Remember, this is rural Holland in 1955. There's a 
small town nearby, but everyone knows each other. The 
day before the wedding, Elmer breaks off the 
engagement. 

"Furious, the girl's parents and your great –
grandparents come to an agreement. The girl in question 
s to be paid a certain amount of money (not a small 
amount, if I remember the story correctly) and your 
family will move to Amsterdam the following week, or 
else... That sentence is never clarified, but the point 
is clear." 

Here Anneliese stops to idly rub my cock (still covered 
by my jeans) for a few moments, much like a cat playing 
with a ball of string. She continues to rub as she 
resumes her story. "After the news of the broken 
engagement comes out, Gudrun is forbidden to go over to 
Elmer's house. Your grandpa somehow sneaks out and goes 
over to Gudrun's house, ostensibly to say goodbye, but 
really for one last fuck. Your grandmother has come up 
with the idea that if they can get caught, he'll have 
to stay with her. 

"Her heart is breaking. I believe her, because she told 
me this story and I saw her eyes when she related this 
section. She was 10 and madly and hopelessly in love. 
Still is hopelessly in love with him, or so it seems. 
Anyway, at Gudrun's house they have a ritual. A half-
hour before dinnertime, her father tiptoes up the 
stairs, open the door to her bedroom, picks her up in 
his arms and carries her downstairs to set the table. 
Since Elmer never goes over to Gudrun's house, he has 
no clue about this little game. (Well, no clue about a 
lot of things, but that's another story.) 

"So, Gudrun's daddy tiptoes up the stairs, flings open 
the door, and finds your grandpa on top of his baby 
girl, fucking her hard as she squeals and moans. 
Strangely enough, your grandmother's plan works out. 
For all of his faults, (and they are many and varied) 
your grandpa was a pretty good student, and he helped 
your grandmother. As a result, she had very good study 
habits. Unlike your grandpa, she happened to be 
intrinsically bright. Very bright. Nothing more can be 
done to Elmer's family, as they are already being run 
out of town, so your grandmother's father throws Gudrun 
out of his house instead. 

"A story is hatched to cover all of this. Your great-
grandfather had gotten a better job working in 
Amsterdam. Your grandmother was so smart she had gotten 
a scholarship to a wonderful school in Amsterdam and 
was going to board with your family. In Holland at that 
time, 15 was the age of majority - the age when a 
person can legally make their own decisions. It was 
agreed that as soon as Gudrun turned 15, she and your 
grandpa were to get married and leave the country for 
good. Furthermore, while they were living in Amsterdam 
they could do anything they wanted, as long as no one 
else was home."

Anneliese slaps her hands together in a hand-washing 
motion. "That's the end of that story. Anything else 
you might have heard, about having a secret 
relationship for two years, or your grandpa asking 
Gudrun's parents for her hand in marriage- those are 
all lies to protect you, Archibald and your dad. We're 
only telling you because you asked, and you'll be 
spending the summer with us." Does everybody else 
know?" "Yes, except for Lil, and she knows most of it, 
just not the details. Don't look so distraught, I see 
your dick liked that story," Anneliese smiles wickedly. 
Maybe there's hope for you yet." 

I blush as I look down, knowing that I'm harder than 
iron. "Why don't you remove those pants and get 
comfortable, hun?" Anneliese purrs. "I've already seen 
it on DVD, now I'd like to see it up close. I'll tell 
you a secret, even though it will get the next story 
all out of order."

"There's more?" I ask. 

"Ohh, lots more - if you still want the whole story." 

I nod rapidly. Anneliese blushes and whispers in my ear 
"Remember our last trip together? The one to The 
Seychelles when you were 10? I saw your cock one day 
when you were using the outside shower- and I've wanted 
it ever since. Now off with those pants." I pull my 
jeans and boxers off, and in seeming solidarity Soleil 
wriggles out of her sarong dress. I think she knew how 
nervous I was, and to this day I thank her. 

Anneliese brings me back to my senses. "Alright you 
two- I see you're getting along better than expected, 
which is lovely, but no exclusivity, remember? Jealousy 
will not be tolerated, K? " We both nod as Anneliese 
takes some sort of lubricant from the bedside table, 
leaning down and kissing my cockhead as she goes. She 
opens the lube, spreads some on her fingers, and begins 
to run them up and down my cock, winking at the now 
nude Soleil and teasingly saying, "'I'll get to you 
later. In response, Soleil begins to slide a finger up 
and down her slit. Anneliese clears her throat. " Ahem. 
Are you two ready for story number two? John? If you 
cum, we stop. Understood?" By now I'm just floating 
blissfully, watching Soleil play with herself and 
feeling Aunt Anneliese gently masturbate me. " 
Mmmhmmm," I moan.

Ok then. Jump forward to the spring of 1982. I'm 10. 
Your mother is 15, soon to turn 16. I have two really 
close friends, Sara and Ralph. The three of us have 
been buddies for about a year. LSR, we call ourselves. 
We just don't tell anybody it stands for Licking, 
Sucking and Rubbing. " You never told me that," Soleil 
exclaims laughingly. " You never asked for the whole 
story." "Fair enough." Anneliese leans forward to lick 
my cockhead a bit before starting again. " What a 
beautiful cock you have there," she whispers. "7.5 
inches long and 1.5 around, Soleil pipes up. We 
measured it in the limo." "Yum, yum, yum," Anneliese 
replies with a naughty wink. "Shall I continue with the 
story?" 

My eyes ask her to, and she jumps back in. 

"Anyway, Sara, Ralph and I were just sexually obsessed. 
We'd do things like other kids, but the game was always 
to see how much licking, sucking and rubbing could be 
achieved in any activity. In public, rubbing was always 
the easiest to achieve. Playing baseball, ice skating, 
going out for ice cream, even at church a good secret 
rub was always possible. Licking and sucking were 
easiest at the movies. 

Did you ever see Grandma and Grandpa's old place, 
John?" Before they moved to the condo?" As she says my 
name she leans over and lets go of my cock, running her 
tongue up the shaft from my balls to the head and back 
down again. "Well, it was a few blocks from a lake, 
where there were lots of bushes. There was also the 
lake itself and all the playing that could be done 
underwater. Finally, there was our backyard, which was 
full of bushes and trees and good places to hide. The 
one place we never played was in the house. There we 
were model children who had milk and cookies and played 
board games." 

Anneliese smiles a wicked smile. Since she was turning 
16 Gudrun and Elmer thought it was time for your mother 
to get her own room. Remember their history before you 
ask why they waited so long. Having your mom get her 
own room meant I had my own room too. So one day Ralph 
and Sara and I were sitting in my new room playing 
truth or dare - which with us should have just been 
called dare. I don't think we ever chose truth in all 
the times we played. Sara and I are in these matching 
long crinkly dresses. Mine was blue with green designs. 
Hers was brown with gold designs." 

"Anneliese starts to whimper a bit, and Soleil moves 
over and kisses her gently but deep. "I'm right here, 
honey, " she says. Soleil breaks the kiss and takes 
Anneliese's hand as Anneliese continues. "So Ralph won 
the right to go first and he dared me to take off my 
dress. But.... I'm not wearing any underwear, I 
stammered." 

"Oh well, said Ralph. A dare's a dare. What are you, 
chicken?" Sara started making clucking noises, so I 
took off my dress and modeled for them, nude. Then it 
was my turn, so I dared Sara to take off her dress, 
knowing she wasn't wearing underwear, either. Then 
Ralph dared us to rub each other until we were wet and 
then slide a finger in each other's cunts. We had never 
gone this far before, but I had never had my own room 
before either. Sara and I are now lying on the bed 
fingering each other. It felt soooo good. I can 
remember the feel of her fingers although I haven 't 
seen her in over 30 years. I wonder if it felt this 
good." 

Anneliese reaches behind her and jams two fingers 
inside Soleil's sweet pussy, as Soleil gasps and moans. 
"Yup, just about that good, Anneliese says with a grin. 
Getting back to our game of Dare, I dare Ralph to take 
off his pants and boxers. Sara dares him to take off 
his shirt. Now there are three naked, horny 10 year-
olds in the room. Ralph dares Sara to sit on my face 
and let me lick her. The minute she does and I start 
licking she begins wiggling and squirming – and we both 
notice Ralph is rock hard, so Sara dares him to slide 
his cock inside me. 

After some messing and fiddling about, he does, right 
up against my hymen. He was barely 4 inches, so it was 
all in me. And it felt amazing. It is at this very 
moment that my sister barges back into our old room, 
looking, of all things, for a hair scrunchie. There I 
am, on my back with Sara riding my face and Ralph 
inside me and your mom just flipped. First she made 
Ralph get dressed and kicked him out of the house. 

By this time Sara and I were terrified. Your mom 
marched us across the hall and told us to sit on the 
bed. I still remember we were shaking and holding hands 
until your mother wriggled out of her one piece summer 
dress and we noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear 
either. She ran over and jumped on the bed between us, 
saying, "If you want to learn about sex, just ask me." 
Your mom then turned to Sara and said she could either 
watch or go home, but she needed some time with me now. 
At this point Soleil leans over and unbuttons 
Anneliese's shirt, pulling out a perfectly firm 38 D 
breast. "Completely real," Anneliese says. that's what 
a good personal trainer can do." 

Soleil begins to suck and lick it, taking a moment to 
explain that it relaxed my Aunt to have her breasts 
sucked. Anneliese lets out a little moansigh and 
continues. "Your mom looked deep into my eyes, and 
kissed me – and it was right then we fell in love." 

As my mouth drops open, Soleil puts a finger to my lips 
in the classic shhh signal. Your mother explored every 
inch of me that day. My face, my shoulders, my armpits. 
She kissed my teeny little 26aa boobies and got the 
nipples all hard. These memories are so clear, hun. 
It's amazing." I reach up and slide the other breast 
out, mimicking Soleil's actions as I suck and lick my 
Aunt, who has never ceased talking and acknowledges me 
with a soft, happy sigh. 

"She licked all over my chest and ribs, and sucked my 
toes. Next she worked on my legs, licking up and down 
them, and then licked my pussy, teaching me where my 
clit was. I had my first real orgasm because of your 
mother. When I was nice and wet she slid two fingers in 
me deep, taking my virginity, and I had my second 
orgasm. Then she flipped me over, kissing all up and 
down my back and the back of my legs. She moved to my 
butt and kissed all over it before spreading my cheeks 
and running her tongue up and down my crack. 

I can almost feel her tongue there now, John. The 
minute her tongue slid into my asshole I came. I know 
10 year-olds shouldn't be able to cum, but I did, hard 
and repeatedly. Then it was my turn. It was like my 
body just new what to do. Possibly from having it done 
to me, but I think it just knew my sister's body 
somehow. By that time the sun had set and Sara was 
asleep in the chair, having cum a bunch of times 
herself, just from watching. We hauled her up on the 
bed and split her, both of us playing with her at the 
same time, always knowing what the other was about to 
do.

From that day forward we were very much in love -- and 
still are. We will always be each other's first and 
deepest loves. But that year was special. Your mother 
said she didn't have a boyfriend because she was busy 
with schoolwork, but really we were busy with each 
other. We made love almost every day. Sometimes in the 
afternoon if no one was home, sometimes at night after 
your grandparents were asleep. Occasionally I brought a 
friend over and we all played together, but mainly it 
was just her and me. 

That lasted about a year and a half. Anneliese stops 
here and begins to suck on my cock while reaching back 
to finger-fuck a writhing Soleil. This beautiful, toned 
older woman is bobbing her blonde head up and down on 
my hard, grateful and totally fucked out cock. Her 
tongue stud is rubbing every sensitive spot, but I keep 
my promise and somehow avoid cumming. Finally, 
Anneliese stops and says, "Good boy. You follow 
directions well." then returns to her story.

"When she was 17 your mother met a 20 year-old guy from 
Peru who was studying international law at the 
University of Minnesota. She didn't bother to tell me 
this, and I was crushed when she brought him home for 
Thanksgiving - not that your grandparents have a clue 
about Thanksgiving. They spent a weekend making eyes at 
each other and trying to make love quietly at night. I 
know, because it sounded exactly like it did when your 
Mom and I would try to make love at night. While he was 
here she treated me like her annoying 11 year-old kid 
sister. 

I don't know who was more upset, me that Thanksgiving 
or your Mom over Christmas, when she found me, Pedro 
(the boyfriend) and Sara in her bed having sex. 
Anneliese pauses her monologue and squeezes my cock 
hard. "I'm not someone you want to get upset, 
understand?" I nod, jarred awake and in quite a bit of 
pain. "Let him go, sweetie," I hear Soleil say gently. 
"Your mom and I didn't talk for a year or so, and then 
she told me about your dad. She let me know she had met 
him and was going to marry him, but that I would always 
be her first love, and that it didn't mean we had to 
end our relationship."

Anneliese finally lets go of my cock and kisses me 
hard. "It's still going on. Sometimes we meet on her 
book tours or at a conference where she's speaking. 
Once I even met her in San Francisco. Your father knows 
nothing about this. He's such a straight arrow, such a 
goody-goody, that there's no way he'd understand. Your 
mother does love him, though I can't figure out why- 
but at her request this is a secret. 

When your mom told me about your Dad I was 14, and I 
was angry. She was in college, so there was nothing I 
could do about it directly, Instead, I just started 
fucking people. Anybody. I really didn't care. Boys, 
girls, old men, old women, teachers at school - I guess 
I wanted to show your mother what she was missing. By 
the time I was 16, I had a following. There was a 
bartender in town who used to let me in and give me a 
free drink or two. I looked at least 21 and in the 
right outfit I drew a crowd. So he had an idea. He knew 
a lot of people- the ones he liked he'd give my name 
to, we'd set a fee and I'd split it with him. Since I 
was fucking everything on two legs anyway I might as 
well make some money at it, right? 

Thus began my short career as a prostitute. The guys 
were handpicked and every thing was going fine. I only 
worked weekends, my fee was $100/hr and I wouldn't do 
more than 3 guys a night or 6 per day. So I was making 
anywhere from $300-600 a weekend for doing what I was 
doing for free anyway. The problem came about a year 
in. I was offered a job to work a party. It was going 
to be about 20 guys, but they offered me $1000 dollars 
for the night. 

So I get there, and they hustle me into the bedroom, 
and all of these guys are just having there way with 
me. It was great. Every hole was full most of the time. 
I was covered in cum, I came more times than I can 
count, but there was this one guy who was just killing 
the vibe. He wouldn't come in and party. All he wanted 
to do was sit on the couch and drink beer. So they keep 
telling him to get in the bedroom and take advantage of 
me, and I finally start yelling from the bedroom about 
all the nasty, dirty things I'll do to him (this is 
while I'm getting fucked, mind you.) So the guy finally 
comes in. Even with all the beer he drank he's still 
hard. I look up at his face--- It's my dad. That's 
right, Grandpa Elmer. 

After we both freaked out and he took me home - it 
occurred to us that we had the same problem. My dad 
could have only known if he was there, and he was 
afraid your grandma would leave him. So we decided that 
I was going to start complaining about how provincial 
and small-minded Elmer and Gudrun were until it got 
kicked me out of the house - which happened at 18. Yes, 
I did go to Manhattan and work as an escort but there 
was nothing sexual about it until I met Archibald. As 
soon as I knew we had a solid relationship, I quit the 
escort service.

I just look at her and laugh. "I'm not laughing at you 
– really." It's just, just, you have no clue. " What do 
I have no clue about?" My family- it's OK- no one does. 
My father's family, that is..." 

Soleil and Anneliese gather around me on the bed. "OK, 
spill," commands Anneliese. 

"Story time, everyone," I say with a smile. The only 
reason I know any of this is because My father and I 
drank together one night, and he started talking. "We 
thought he didn't drink," interjects Anneliese. "He 
doesn't, in public, because Dad's aware he has a 
tendency to reveal things better kept a secret. Now, my 
Mom doesn't know any of this and it needs to stay that 
way. I've never told anyone about it before, either. 
Here we go."

Richard Smith and Susan Henderson (my grandparents) 
grew up next door to each other in Omaha, Nebraska. 
Richard was 6 months older, but they were both born in 
1944. They met in kindergarten and were friends all the 
way through high school. In 1959, they both became 
heavily influenced by the beat movement, discovering 
Kerouac's On the Road. There weren't many beatniks in 
their high school so they got to be fairly close. 
Richard was especially influenced by Miles Davis and 
John Coltrane, and decided he wanted to be a jazz 
saxophonist, while Susan wanted to be a writer like 
Kerouac. 

For them the enlightening part of On The Road was the 
idea that you could just pick up and go, so they were 
going to try it out. Following their graduation from 
High School, they were going to move somewhere, 
anywhere - and see what happened. However, in 1962 my 
Grandma had Dad, which kinda messed up the plan. 
Somehow they convinced their parents to take care of 
the baby while they finished High School. After 
graduating in 1963. 

Susan bought a map of the USA and tacked it to the 
wall. Richard blindfolded Susan, and gave her a dart. 
She threw it and it landed on Detroit. So with some 
money their parents lent them Grandma and Grandpa 
bought an orange Volkswagen Bus and packed it up, 
taking all of their stuff and a one-year old boy. 

Once they hit Detroit, both Richard and Susan enrolled 
in Wayne State University. The found an interesting 
alternative art and music scene in at Wayne State, but 
decided that if they were going to be artists, they 
didn't need to go to school- they just needed to do it. 
So they dropped out of school together, and got a cheap 
apartment, working whatever jobs were available and 
just making enough to keep the three of them fed and 
clothed. 

From the way Dad tells it they weren't exactly in love, 
but the next year they had a baby -- my Aunt Abigail. 
They also met a guy who was interested in the same kind 
of art scene they were looking for. His name was John 
Sinclair. They worked with him at his creation, the 
Artist's Workshop. The Artist's Workshop lead to the 
formation of a company called Trans-Love Energies 
(which was, among other things, a booking company for 
rock bands) and they got involved in that as well. 
Eventually, after getting harassed by the police the 
whole operation moved to Ann Arbor, and my grandparents 
went with it. 

The harassment radicalized everyone, and Sinclair 
formed the White Panther Party. (If the chronology is 
off I apologize- Dad was pretty drunk and so was I.) So 
Richard and Susan joined The WPP until were pretty 
fervent members until the whole thing exploded in 1970. 

After the demise of the WPP they started thinking that 
maybe the answer wasn't political at all but instead 
spiritual, so they moved to New Mexico and joined The 
New Buffalo Commune. New Buffalo was a very beautiful 
and spiritual place, very focused on free love and 
inner growth. It was after being there 6 months that 
Grandpa and Grandma changed their names to Sunbird and 
Moonflower, respectively." 

Anneliese and Soleil giggle as I shoot them a look. "Do 
you want to hear the rest of the story, or not?" 

"Yes, sweetie, -- we're sorry," Soleil says 
apologetically. "So it's in 1974, when Abigail is 10 
and Dad is 12, that they first learn about love - with 
each other." 

I watch Anneliese and Soleil's mouths drop open. "It 
seems that Abigail had been wondering about sex for a 
year or so, and she saw some people doing it outside 
(remember, we're in a commune) and so she went out and 
tried it on my Dad. They liked it, and started playing 
around on their own to see what they could discover. 
Meanwhile Sunbird and Moonflower are feeling more and 
more like this isn't the right place for them, my dad 
or aunt. 

In 1975 they pack everything up and drive cross-country 
to Virginia, where they join another commune called The 
Farm. By 1976, when she is 12 and he is 14, Dad and 
Aunt Abigail are very much in love. They become part of 
a group of kids who make love, but also spend a lot of 
time alone together. Meanwhile, Sunbird and Moonflower 
are getting stranger and stranger. Obsessed by paranoid 
thoughts, they become convinced that people are 
watching them and/or The Government is out to get them, 
and with a few other crazies they split for Colorado in 
the summer of 1979, forming what became one of the 
early survivalist camps. 

Folks at The Farm see how freaky my grandparents are 
getting, and don't want Dad and Abigail (now 17 and 15) 
to go with them. There are two playmates from the 
lovemaking group whose parents are also headed off to 
the survivalist camp, and they don't want to go either. 
Their names are Sarah and Adam Grossberg. She's 21 and 
he's 18. Sarah's heard that there is a scene in 
Madison, and Adam got into the university there. All 
four of them want to get away from The Farm as there 
are too many bad memories associated with it. 

So they set out for Wisconsin. They find a communal 
house pretty easily. Sarah takes to drawing portraits 
of people on the street while the Dad and Abigail go to 
High School and Adam enrolls in college. Between some 
of Adam's scholarship money and the communal house, 
they manage to make it. My dad and aunt are very still 
very much in love. However, while they're there Sarah 
falls pretty hard for Abigail and Abigail falls for 
Adam, while Adam falls in love with Dad." By now 
Anneliese and Soleil are staring at me goggle-eyed. 

Dad graduates and gets a scholarship to the University 
of Michigan in 1980. By now Sarah has figured out that 
she is a lesbian and Aunt Abigail has figured out she's 
not. My aunt and dad have also realized that if they're 
going to be in love, it can't be public- at least not 
anymore. They obviously can't get married. So Dad moves 
to Ann Arbor and Sarah decides that she needs to get 
away from the whole Abigail/Adam scene and moves up 
with him. 

Dad goes to school while Sara works, and travels to 
Madison as often as possible to visit Abigail and Adam. 
They have a four-year ménage a trois, but by the time 
Dad graduates from UM in 1984 they've all decided that 
Adam and Abigail will get married. The problem, is even 
after they get married, they are both still in love 
with Dad. So he takes a year off and moves back to 
Wisconsin to live with them. He gets a job to help 
support them and applies to degree programs that are 
far away on purpose. 

The next year, 1985, Dad gets accepted to the Dual-
Degree Architecture/Structural Engineering Program at 
Berkeley. And in 1986 he meets Mom. This should be the 
end of it, except that he can't forget about Aunt 
Abigail, and Adam can't forget about him. So he manages 
to use grad school to present papers at a number of 
conferences in or around Madison. In 1987 either Dad or 
Adam (we're still unsure who) and Abigail have a baby 
named Lauren. Then, in 1988 Dad breaks up with Adam and 
marries Mom. 

Adam announces he's gay and moves out. In 1989 I'm 
born. Dad and Abigail are still very much in love and 
Abigail can't bring herself to date anyone else, so in 
1991, deciding she wants out of the whole situation, 
she joins the Forest Service and moves to Missoula, 
Montana, while coming out to her family as a lesbian.

Anneliese and Soleil. sit back, taking it all in. "Uh, 
I have a few questions, John, if you don't mind. "Go 
ahead." The whole story about your Grandpa being a 
machinist and your Grandma working as a secretary at 
UM? " Completely false." Your Mom knows nothing about 
this." 

"Nope." 

"Why not?" Soleil jumps in "Can I take a guess?" 
Smilingly, I say "Sure sweetie." 

"Because he thinks if your mom found out she'd flip out 
and divorce him?" " Ding ding ding!" I say, grinning at 
Soleil. Anneliese jumps back in "So... is your aunt 
really a lesbian."

I'm not sure, but even if she's not it provides a great 
cover for her relationship with my Dad." 

"Which is still going on?" 

"Yup- just like yours with Mom." 

"Your cousin might also be your half-sister, right?" 

"Hmm, I've never thought about it, but that would be 
right." 

"And your Dad happens to have a job where he travels a 
lot?" 

"And he happens to have taken more than a few jobs in 
Montana and Wyoming." Soleil raises her hand " 
Oooh...oooh... I have a question." 

"Yes Soleil?"

"What happened to Sunbird and Moonflower?"

"Oh, right, I forgot that part. The camp they helped 
form started arming itself for the coming war (whatever 
that was) and in 1982 they were killed during an ATF 
raid on their compound."

Anneliese speaks up "Wow... I seem to have gravely 
underestimated the Smith side of the family." She 
stretches up, like a cat. "OK- I have one last 
question, John. Should I tell you how much I've wanted 
you and then suck you off, or the other way around?"

"Ummmm—Aunt Anneliese, I'm not sure if there's all that 
much left..." 

"Nonsense, you're 18 after all. Just resume sucking my 
sadly neglected breast, she winks, and Soleil will come 
over and keep you hard." At this news, Soleil and I 
exchange big grins as she slides over and begins to 
stroke my balls. 

"Back to your mother and I," says Anneliese. Right 
after your Grandpa almost fucked me at that party your 
Mom was graduating from school. So I went out a little 
early to make up, then I stayed with her through her 
graduation and al the way up to her wedding. 

It was almost like being 10 again. Your Mom and Dad had 
decided not to get a place together before they got 
married, so she and I had her place all to ourselves. 
Your mom hadn't yet gotten a job, as she was 
concentrating on wedding plans. I know that doesn't 
sound like your mom, but every girl wants a fairytale 
wedding." Tears pool in the corner of Anneliese's eyes. 
I remember about her Justice of the Peace ceremony and 
gently lick and suck on her left nipple until she 
relaxes. 

"As I was saying, that month between graduation and her 
wedding was incredible. Whenever your mother wasn't 
with your Dad (and that was most of the time, as he was 
trying to finish that hellish grad school program) we 
were together. Most of the time we were together we 
were fooling around somehow. When we were home alone... 
mmmmmmmmmm! We tried everything. Food, ice, ropes, 
whips, toys..." 

Anneliese turns red. "I probably shouldn't have said 
that, but since I did - I'm the one who likes getting 
tied up." 

"She certainly does," mumbles Soleil, who has now moved 
on to licking my balls. "That period before the wedding 
was really the last time your mom and I were able to be 
together alone for any continuous amount of time." 

I lick all around Anneliese's breast as Soleil works 
her magic on me. "After your mom got married she and 
Bob were busy with school. Then they had you. Then I 
met Archibald and got married. During all of this your 
mother and I met a few times, but we missed each other 
terribly. Then you mother had you and got very busy - 
and I completely didn't understand and took it 
personally. 

"Now that I have kids of my own I understand how 
important those first few years are. When you were 
three I had Amelia, and when you were 5 I had Amanda, 
so it wasn't really till you were 6 that things were 
even possible between me and your mother. Archibald 
knows all about it, so he made it possible in order to 
keep me happy. Having not seen each other in a long 
time your mom and I spent a lot of playtime together in 
Bali. That was one of the reasons we went to a resort 
with a nursery. 

"As you kids got older, and especially after your Mom 
got her job, it became much easier for us to meet and 
the vacations became more and more family-oriented, 
especially after the twins were born and Olga started 
coming as well. By the time of our last vacation, you 
were 10, Amelia was 7, Amanda was 5, the twins were 3 
and Lil had just turned 11 months. 

"That was in the Seychelles, when your mom and I went 
for one of our early morning walks and she flipped out 
on me because I said I saw your 10 year-old cock and it 
got me wet. I told her how much I'd love to play with 
you and reminded her that she started me out when I was 
10, but she just said that maybe these trips weren't 
such a good idea after all. That's why they stopped, 
John. It took about a year - well, of course - 9/11, 
for you Mom and I to start talking again. Without that 
disaster, we might still be ignoring each other. So we 
all agreed that you would come out for Thanksgiving 
when you were 12." 

Soleil has maneuvered me onto my side in such a 
position that my head is on Anneliese's knee while she 
(Soleil) is quite literally kissing my ass and reaching 
around to stroke my cock and balls. Anneliese sees 
what's happening and wriggles out of her skirt and 
thong revealing a fairly large but seemingly tight ass 
and a gorgeous, dripping wet shaven pussy. I beg "Can I 
please cum now Aunt Anneliese? Please? Please?" but she 
just captures my head between her thighs and keeps 
talking.

"I know you've wanted to know this...so... here's the 
real Thanksgiving story, When you came to visit that 
time, just seeing you got me hotter and wetter than 
ever." 

As if to demonstrate, Anneliese shoves my head against 
her dripping pussy. Obediently, I begin to lick, 
enjoying the new tangy flavor. I hear Anneliese start 
to gasp and moan as she keeps talking. " So I told your 
mother how I still felt about you at that dinner. She 
was horrified and threatened to break up with me. I 
threatened to tell everyone she had molested me as a 
child and then I ran, crying hysterically, out of the 
room. 

When she caught up with me, we talked for awhile and 
worked some things out. We are still very much in love 
and nothing will ever come between us. Your mother also 
told me that she was trying to break the cycle of 
incest in her part of the family, but I was free to do 
whatever I wanted and she wouldn't judge me. She 
promised she would get you to me the summer after I 
turned 18, but for it to work out I would have to act 
like 
I never wanted to talk to any of you again." 

I'm licking like crazy, hoping to distract Aunt 
Anneliese enough that she'll let me cum., when it hits 
me that I've been set up. I struggle to pull my head up 
long enough to exclaim " Huh? What? How?" "Well, like 
most good things it happened in stages. Your mother has 
a very good "friend" in the architecture department at 
Berkeley. Anything more you want to know about that 
friend is up to your mom to tell you. This person knew 
some of the folks who held the contract in Shanghai. 

Apparently they owed him a favor, and he used it to 
make sure your Dad got the job. If I may be 
presumptuous and guess the question you are about to 
ask -- no, your father has no idea you are with us this 
summer - and he never will." Anneliese tightens her 
thighs around my head, in a vise grip. "Understood?" " 
Yes, Aunt Anneliese, I scream into her pussy." "That 
sounded like a noise of assent, "Anneliese smiled as 
she relaxed her thighs. "Onward we go. Every year since 
you entered high school your mom has been on you to get 
a summer job, yet this year she told you not to worry 
about and take the summer off to get ready for college. 
That didn't strike you as strange? 

The two major pieces of the plan were now in place. 
Your father was out of the picture, and you were -- 
what was that cute word he used, Soleil? Ah yes, I 
remember, chillaxing for the summer. Kicking back. 
Hanging out with your friends. Myspace blogs can be so 
informative." She stopped long enough to flash a feral 
smile, and then continued, "So then – oh yess, right 
there, don't stop—it was just down to details. Your 
mother and I decided when she would be out, I 
"happened" to call during that time, and I needed an 
answer that day. You are very cute, and also very very 
easy to manipulate, dear. "Ohhhhh - Myyyyy – Godd." 
Anneliese's whole body shakes and bounces as she cums, 
locking my head between her knees as her sweet and sour 
juices cover my face. 

"Don't...even...think... about... stopping," she gasps. 
I follow the very clear direction, even though my 
tongue is exhausted. Recovering a bit, Anneliese picks 
up her train of thought. "And here you are. If I may be 
presumptuous once more and attempt to guess your next 
question, the whole Olga story was a lie. She's been 
gone since September, when we found her locking Lil in 
the closet as a punishment. We tried two other live-
ins, but then in March we found a real replacement. " 
Soleil runs her tongue down my ass crack, feeling me 
shiver, and then sits up, cutely exclaiming "Dat's me!" 
before she returns to her exploration of my ass. 

Anneliese looks down at me intently. Did you say 
something about needing to cum, you darling boy? 
"PLEASEEEEEE," I moan into her pussy. She slides to her 
side from a sitting position and flips over, sucking my 
cock into her mouth as she shoves her pussy harder 
against mine. I push my face into her and lick hard and 
fast, pushing back her clit hood and rubbing her clit 
with my finger. 

Anneliese deep-throats me, bobbing her head on my cock 
as her tongue flicks out to lick my balls. At the same 
time, Soleil slides her tongue in my asshole and begins 
to tongue-fuck me. I cum immediately, shooting ropes of 
cum down Anneliese's throat over and over and over 
again. As I do, I lock my lips on her clit and suck 
hard as my whole body spasms. 

She cums again, harder than the first time, mashing her 
pussy against my face, rocking back and forth as she 
screams out her pleasure. The vibrations from her 
spasming pussy and Soleil's intensified tongue-fucking 
set me off all over again, and I cum once more, rocking 
and moaning as I spurt into Anneliese's mouth. 

"We lay there panting for a little bit and then slowly 
untangle, rolling into a three person hug blob. I look 
at the two beautiful women and think that less than 24 
hours ago I was a virgin. "God we made a lot of noise," 
I say, blushing. "I hope we didn't wake the girls."

Soleil and Anneliese begin to laugh hysterically as 
Soleil silently points to the four video cameras- one 
in each corner of the ceiling." 

"Tonight is their special night," Anneliese chuckles. 
Seeing my look of concern she adds, "Just video, dear- 
no audio. Your secrets are safe here." She kisses me 
gently. I kiss back distractedly, and turn to Soleil. 
"You told me they were asleep."

"Nope," replies Soleil, "I told you they went up to 
bed." 

"Who else...?" I start to ask, but Soleil cuts me off, 
points to the 50 inch plasma above her bed, and quietly 
says, "There's one of these in every bedroom. 
So...anyone who wants to." 

Unhelpfully, Anneliese adds, "Four different camera 
angles, too." 

"But... the girls?"

"Oh, they are most definitely awake for this show." 

My cock springs to life at the thought that they might 
be watching. Smiling, Anneliese takes a moment to point 
out my rock hard cock to Soleil, and waits a beat 
before asking "Would you feel better about the cameras 
if you couldn't see them?" Before I can answer 
Anneliese yells out, "Get him, girl," as Soleil takes a 
piece of thick black velvet a wraps it around my eyes, 
tying it in the back. 

"Now just relax, I hear Soleil say, as I am pushed to 
my hands and knees. I feel someone slide under me and 
my cock is enveloped by a hot, wet, slick pussy. 
Anneliese's, if I 'm any judge. She begins to buck up 
into me, fucking me from below, as I meet her thrusts. 

I am dimly aware of buckling noises, and a sigh behind 
me, but Anneliese is too hot for me to care. She 
thrusts up, and I pump down, a simple but effective 
fucking machine. Suddenly I become away of my ankles 
being spread apart, and something much bigger and 
harder than a tongue being slid into my ass. "Ow!" I 
yell, but although it hurts a bit, the main sensation 
is one of fullness. As I get used to it, it slides 
deeper, and as it slides deeper it feels better and 
better. Anneliese slows down her fucking enough to 
raise up to my ear and explain what's going on. 

"It's a 16 inch black hard rubber double dido, John. 
Half of it is inside Soleil. The dildo is attached to a 
leather strap which goes around her waist and then up 
and around her neck, clasping behind her neck and on 
the side of each hip. When she pushes into you, you 
push into me. When I push back, you bury the dildo 
deeper in her. 

"You are the center, John. The more you relax the 
better we will all feel." 

Anneliese drives her hips hard into me, and this time, 
instead of meeting the thrust, I drive my hips 
backward, pushing the fake cock deeper into Soleil. She 
moans low in her throat and flicks her hips forward, 
driving more of the toy into me as I yelp and push 
forward into Anneliese. 

We develop a rhythm, bucking back and forth, changing 
speeds and angles, none of us needing to cum, rather 
just enjoying the moment. Slowly the enjoyment turns to 
an urgency, a want which is communicated through grunts 
and growls, all of us speeding up and bucking harder 
together. There is no need to talk, we are all locked 
together as if in one mind. 

With a scream, Soleil cums, dropping my ankles and 
falling on my back, which triggers my own orgasm as I 
shoot into Anneliese. This sets her off as she covers 
my cock in her juices. We lie together, all connected 
at the crotch, no one saying a word, until Soleil 
undoes my blindfold, slips the dildo off and out of us, 
climbs up on the bed and rolls me on my back next to 
Anneliese. 

Silently, almost ritualistically, she begins to clean 
both of us off, first licking my cock and then 
Anneliese's pussy, going back and forth and back and 
forth until we are completely clean. She moves us apart 
a bit, and sits between us, her butt on her knees. she 
takes one of our hands in each of hers, interlacing her 
fingers with ours, and quietly says, "There's my story, 
too. I'll tell it if it's ok. John, you said you wanted 
the whole story - and this is the latest part." 

This brings Anneliese back to Earth from her post–sex 
bliss. " Honey, are you sure you want to? You don't 
have to -- it's ok. " I promised John he'd get the 
whole story, and he will. There is something that you 
could do to help, though." 

"Anything, sweetie," Anneliese says with a note of 
concern in her voice. Soleil smiles and lets go of our 
hands. She takes first Anneliese's index finger and 
then mine and slides them inside her." There we go," 
she giggles.

Anneliese and I take a look at each other and 
immediately cross our fingers, sliding them in and out 
of the beautiful girl. "Mmmmmmmmm," sighs Soleil, as 
she prepares to tell her story. 

"I was 5. My father had just moved us up here to 10 
Gracie Square from the West Village, simply because he 
liked the apartment. That's the kind of self-centered 
idiot he is. Our whole life was in the West Village. I 
had just gotten into kindergarten at Corlears. 

"All of my friends were there - but Dad didn't care. 
Anyway, the first people my parents met were Archibald 
and Anneliese. They got to be friends, and when my mom 
brought up the whole preschool issue, Anneliese was 
nice enough to say that Robert would drive me to and 
from school, that it was no problem at all. At first it 
was pretty scary, being picked up in this big limousine 
by this man I barely new and being driven to school. 

"Honey -- you never told me it was scary, interjects 
Anneliese. I'm so sorry, I would have done something." 
Soleil turns and kisses Anneliese passionately, and 
then begins to turn back.

"Thank you baby, but OW.. OW... OW...OW. Fingers out, 
now!" Soleil glares at me. "What are you, a guitar 
player?" 

With a confused smile on my face I reply, "Well, I play 
a little, I mean I'm not really good, but..." 

"Not this summer," Soleil states with finality. 
"Anneliese hun, I know how left-handed you are but do 
you think you could finger me your right hand and give 
my boyfriend a manicure with the left?"

"Sure hun," Anneliese grins, not a problem. 

"Boyfriend?!" Anneliese and I exclaim simultaneously as 
the magnitude of what Soleil just said sinks in. "Well, 
yeah. All of our holes are still open to everybody, I 
promise. But, he's cute, he's sweet and I took his 
virginity. Besides that, I like him and we're going to 
college together, remember? I found him, can I keep 
him? Huh? Pleeze? He won't be any trouble I promise." 

We all dissolve into laughter at Soleil's perfect 
imitation of a girl with a lost puppy. 

After a moment (which felt like an hour) Anneliese 
grumpily responds, "Well- I guess that's ok. Just 
remember, no exclusivity and no jealousy. " A hard swat 
on my cock reinforces the point as she finishes up my 
manicure. 

"Much better," Soleil says. There are at least 8 women 
in the house who will want use of those, so keep 'em 
neat. " Eight? Huh? There's you and Anneliese and the 
blonde girl. 

"Brynja, dear," interjects Anneliese. "She's not a 
girl, she's a goddess. Trust us. You'll find out soon 
enough." Anneliese and Soleil exchange a wink while I 
try to figure out what's going on. "So that's three 
and, um, wait... you don't mean??" 

Soleil rubs my cock and laughingly says, "You sure are 
dense for a smart person." She and Anneliese make jazz 
hands and intone, "You are to insure that my daughters 
have an enjoyable summer. You are to cater to their 
every desire. If they want something, you are to 
facilitate it. No matter how extreme or odd it might 
seem, you are to see that all of my daughters' needs 
are met." "Remember that? We wrote it? You signed it? 
The contract?" 

"Oh... Oh... OHHHH, I stutter, finally getting it. You 
mean? Them and me? Uhhh... Wow," I finish lamely. My 
head is spinning as it begins to calculate the 
possibilities. 

"Whenever, wherever and however they want it, cutie," 
Soleil says, smiling. 

Quizzically, Anneliese asks, "You really didn't get it? 
Really? Not until just now? "24 hours ago I was a 
virgin, Aunt Anneliese." 

"Right. Forgot that one. It's not a problem, is it? 
Remember, it's what, when and where they want."

"Do they, um, want a lot?" I query tentatively. 

"Everything all the time, hun," Anneliese chuckles. 
Here, at school, on vacation... Horniest girls I ever 
met." 

My cock immediately becomes rock hard (yet again) as I 
hear the good news. "No problem then," I smile. "And 
remember, they have an audition DVD of you." My face 
reddens as I realize Anneliese is right. 

"Oh yes, before we go any further, could you please 
call it a cunt? Everytime you say pussy I look around 
for the kittykat," she laughs. 

"Um...I was taught never to use that word because it 
was demeaning to women- but, sure. Wasn't Soleil 
telling her story?" I ask, trying to change the 
subject.

"Before I tell my story, lover, I want to know the 
exact image that is making you so hard."

I turn crimson. "I can't. I just can't," I mutter. 

"Then no story." 

"Ok, ok- no judgments, though." 

"We promise," Anneliese and Soleil say in unison. as 
they reach over and rub each other's.. um, cunts." 

Ok then. I take a deep breath. 

"I'm standing up. Lil is standing in front of me, 
sucking my cock. Melissa is on her back, between Lil's 
legs, licking her. Melinda is on her stomach with her 
face buried in Melissa's pussy. "Mmmmmmm.... Bravo! 
Anneliese calls. I would applaud but I have three 
fingers in your girlfriend's... CUNT!" 

"But Lil doesn't," Soleil starts. Anneliese cuts her 
off. "You weren't here last night, dear. 

"Really?" 

"Really. Llewellyn is now a full member of the family. 
It was actually funny. (By the way, she knew those 
baths weren't just about getting extra-clean, sweetie.) 
Anyway, we're winding down and Amelia, as a good big 
sister should, asks Lil if there's anything else she 
wants to do. Lil immediately replies, "I want big black 
cock." Soleil's mouth drops open and she begins to 
laugh as Anneliese continues. 

"I know, right?"

So we told her that if you make a man very happy there 
is a special juice that comes out of his cock and it's 
impolite not to drink it all. Lil turns around and says 
"It's called sperm," as if she was it explaining to 
us," Anneliese chuckles. 

By this time Anneliese and Soleil are cuddled up, each 
with three fingers in the other's cunt. Soleil notices 
me looking lonely and waves me over to her, beginning 
to play with my cock as she listens. 

"So I go and get Jacques (gotta love those French men 
from the Cote d' Ivoire) and explain to him what's 
going on." Soleil interrupts here. "Honey, you're a 
perfect size for me, but you have to understand Jacques 
is HUGE. Mind (and body)-bendingly massive. 11 inches 
long and 3 around, to be exact. So the picture of Lil 
with Jacques..." 

"Mmmm," I murmur.

Anneliese jumps in, "What is it, hun?" 

"Is Jacques bi? They both begin to chuckle. 

"Very, dear, why?" 

"Well, we shut off the cameras, but I did give Alfred a 
farewell blowjob - and it was nice. The thought of 
trying to get all of Jacques in my mouth just makes me 
hot." 

There's a long silence, then Anneliese resumes. "John, 
that brings up a whole 'nother story, but I'm not yet 
comfortable telling it. Soleil hun- could you grab the 
lube?" 

I get to watch my beautiful gf stretch as she reaches 
for the lube, her lovely body unfolding. "Here it is, 
Anneliese," 

"Darling, you know how you always brag about being 
ambidextrous?"

"Yes, Anneliese," Soleil grins. 

"Could you do me a favor, lube up your hand and slide 
two fingers in my ass?" 

"Mmmm- like this, baby?"

"Mmmhmmm," Anneliese moans. "Now slide your fingers out 
of my cunt and lube your boyfriend's cock for me." 

Soleil does as told. 

"Finally, slide your fingers out of my ass and clean 
them with the wetnap on the bedside table. I'll need 
them back in a moment. On your back, lovely boy." 

I lie down and Anneliese lies on her back on top of me, 
gently wriggling her ass onto my cock, as I experience 
the tightest, smoothest hole I have ever been in. 

"Ohhh God!" I moan.

"Soleil dear could you rub my cunt for me? Ohhhhh- 
yesss, just like that, gently. Now I feel comfortable 
enough to tell this story. Oh, John, not fucking right 
now - just talking."

"So I was 19 and I found Archibald. I wanted to be very 
rich, and he had plenty of money. He seemed to like me 
and the sex was hot. He, on the other hand, wanted 
children So we had a deal of sorts. Back then I liked 
him but I didn't know if I loved him." Anneliese 
twitches her ass on my cock, to make sure I'm still 
listening. 

"Now I've grown to love him but I don't always like 
him. Anyway, I knew he and Robert were friends, and I'd 
heard about Reginald, but I didn't realize I was 
walking into an over 25-year long gay ménage a trois. 
Which is exactly what I was doing. Eventually Robert 
and Reginald discovered that although they preferred 
men, women could be fun as well. Robert and I played 
much more than Reginald and I did, which hurt Archibald 
because he was closer to Robert. 

"A year passed and I had Amelia. We hired Olga, who 
Archibald immediately claimed as his "slave slut." In 
other words, when Olga wasn't taking care of my 
children she was fucking my husband.. Then I had 
Amanda. When Amelia was 3 and Amanda was one we hired 
Jacques. Gorgeous, amazingly well-hung Jacques, who I 
immediately claimed for myself. 

"Jacques came to us as straight as the day is long. 
However he soon learned that men can have some sexual 
pleasure with other men as well. Everyone wanted 
Jacques' big black cock inside them, whether it was in 
their mouth, pussy or ass. Even Olga wanted Jacques, 
though he was not responsive to her entreaties. 
Eventually he decided that he was mainly mine, but he 
would play with Archibald once in awhile." 

"Hun, may I jump in for a bit?" Soleil asks as 
Anneliese begins to ride my cock. 

"Go right ahead," moans Anneliese. "I think what your 
aunt is trying to say goes something like this: 
Although we talk about no exclusivity and no jealousy 
it doesn't mean there are no levels of relationship."

I listen, trying to pay attention as I am gently 
ridden." Let's start with love affairs, " Soleil says. 
The girls are away at school, Brynja doesn't want to be 
committed to anyone, and Lil belongs to Anneliese and 
I. So in terms of love affairs you have the triad of 
Archibald, Robert and Reginald, Jacques and Anneliese, 
Anneliese and I and now you and I." 

"Soleil smiles at me and tweaks my nose, as Anneliese 
pokes her hard in the ribs. " Ow! Right, sorry. Of 
course there is also your mother and Anneliese, but I 
was referring more to in-house relationships." 
Anneliese starts to ride me harder as we both pant. 

Soleil continues, "In terms of playmates, there is 
Archibald and Jacques, Jacques and I, Brynja and I, 
Robert and Anneliese and occasionally Jacques and 
Robert. Lil and Archibald have played a total of twice 
and that was enough for her, though he doesn't know it. 
We are all desperately awaiting a Brynja/Jacques 
session... one can hope.

As Anneliese mentioned, Olga (who I'm sure you 
remember) was Archibald's " slave slut." Your mother 
was here in September for a quick conference. She was 
supposed to meet Anneliese here but Anneliese was 
running late. I was in Bhutan at the time. Brynja, 
Robert and Jacques were on a shopping trip, and 
Reginald was doing whatever it is he does when your 
mother came in the door," Anneliese begins to ride my 
cock harder now, grunting, as Soleil fingers her while 
talking. 

We have a library in the apartment, but no one ever 
goes in the library – except your mother. So she came 
in, didn't see Anneliese and went to sit in the library 
and read. She hears crying, and eventually finds Lil 
locked in the library closet." Anneliese rides even 
harder now, eyes closed, moaning, as Soleil continues. 
Once Lil explained what had happened, your mother 
marched up the stairs to Archibald's bedroom and flung 
the door open, finding Archibald pissing in Olga's 
mouth. 

Just like with Ralph all those years earlier, your 
mother ripped Olga out from underneath Archibald, threw 
her clothes at her and kicked her out of the house. 
Anneliese cums hard, groaning and crying, coating 
Soleil's hand. When Anneliese found out what had 
happened Olga was fired on the spot. 

So, in Archibald's mind your mother has effectively 
stolen his wife from him and got his slave slut fired. 
Not only that, but her son is now talking care of his 
precious daughters. You've been here less than 12 hours 
and already given a blowjob to, and gotten a blowjob 
from, the man who is his one true love. Now you are 
talking about playing with his favorite playmate. You 
couldn't have known any of this, which is why I'm 
telling you. That's what the long silence was about.

Anneliese is recovered enough to smile at me and say 
"The thought of your mother taking charge is enough to 
make me wet. That section of the story about Lil always 
makes me cum because it reminds me of that day with 
Ralph and Sara and how forceful and in control your 
mother was that afternoon." 

Anneliese blushes as she sinks deeper onto my cock. 

"Back to Lil. We stripped her naked, and her teeny 9 
year-old body immediately got Jacques hard. We let him 
explore her body with his hands for awhile, but neither 
of them really needed it. When Jacques got naked he was 
harder and longer and thicker than I've ever seen him. 
We tried to explain to Lil that it was a compliment to 
her, but the minute she saw it she got scared. 

"Finally she decided to try, and all she could fit in 
her mouth was the head of Jacques' cock, so we decided 
to make it a family project. She licked and sucked the 
head, Amelia and Amanda took the shaft, the twins 
concentrated on his balls and I pleasured his ass. Just 
like you, John, the minute I slid my tongue in his 
asshole he came buckets. 

"Lil drank what she could, but it ended up allover her 
face, chest, shoulders, coating her teeny flat boobies 
- everywhere. She was tearful because she didn't drink 
it all and tried to apologize, but the girls jumped her 
and licked it all off before she could finish a 
sentence. I could see Lil getting hot as the girls 
kissed and licked her, and I guess Jacques could too, 
because he bent down and licked up and down her slit 
with the point of his tongue. 

"She started thrashing and moaning and came so hard she 
passed out. I'm telling you this, John, because now Lil 
wants to have sex. We're trying to steer her away from 
Jacques because he would rip her in half. She will ask 
you, and you will say yes – just be gentle. She's the 
last virgin in the house." 

I nod, dumbfounded. 

"Wasn't Soleil telling her story," I venture? 

"All things in time, dear," Anneliese replies as she 
climbs off me and lies down. "It's your turn now," she 
giggles as he pulls me onto her face, sliding her 
tongue in my ass. 

I moan as it feels absolutely wonderful. Soleil smiles 
and slides over, sinking her mouth on my cock and 
starting to deepthroat me. Just as I'm about to cum she 
stops, squeezes my cock hard and says, "Cum or story- 
your choice." 

"Story," I squeak. "Good choice, Soleil grins, "but 
after this story you visit with Archibald for awhile." 

"Ok, I groan." 

"So as I was saying, when I was 5 Robert used to drive 
me to and from Corlears. By the time I was six I felt 
comfortable enough to tell him how scary it was sitting 
in the back all by myself, so he let me sit in the 
front with him. Once Robert started driving me to 
school, Anneliese pretty much adopted me. Amelia was 
only a year old, and Amanda wasn't born yet, and I 
guess I was fun. 

At five I could talk and walk and answer questions - 
and so Anneliese and I used to go places together. We'd 
go shopping, or out to the movies, go get some ice 
cream or visit the zoo. Any time my mom was too busy or 
too drunk (which was most of the time) Anneliese was 
there. She didn't treat me like a little adult, but at 
the same time she didn't treat me like a baby, either, 
which was really refreshing. The clothes store I liked 
was on the same level of the mall as the one she liked- 
so first we would get stuff for and then for her. 

I learned lot about adult clothes, and she got to 
rehearse for Amelia and Amanda. Plus, unlike my Mom, 
she actually seemed to care about me." At this point 
Anneliese slides her tongue out of my ass and puts an 
arm around Soleil's shoulders, while Soleil idly plays 
with my cock."

"It's ok, sweetie, we say simultaneously." Soleil grins 
bravely and says "Back to the Robert section of the 
story. One day when I was six Robert was a little late 
picking me up. And I noticed that his hair was all 
messed up, his dress pants weren't zipped all the way, 
and there was a big bulge in them. I giggled and 
pointed to the bulge and asked if I could touch it, and 
he said little girls shouldn't concern themselves with 
these things. 

I pouted, but then one day (about two months later) he 
came to pick me up and he was all messed up like 
before. This time when I asked if I could touch it, he 
said only through his pants. So I touched a little, and 
then I tried rubbing, and I heard him moan. I got 
worried and asked if there was anything wrong. He just 
smiled at me and said "not in the least," straightened 
himself up and drove me home.

"You never told me any of this, scolded Anneliese." 

"You never asked for the whole story," Soleil replies 
quietly. When I turned seven, Robert asked me what I 
wanted for my birthday. He said I could have anything I 
wanted. 

"I want to touch it," I said with a giggle. "Inside 
your pants." 

He started to protest, but I reminded him of his offer. 
So we pulled into the underground garage, and I 
unzipped him, took it out and started to rub gently, 
watching it get harder and harder. I stopped, a little 
bit afraid, but he told me it meant it liked me, and to 
keep going. 

I kept going, stroking and rubbing all over, until he 
made this grunting noise and this white stuff came out 
all over his hand and he looked like he was going to 
pass out. This time I was really afraid I'd killed 
him., but he just smiled and told me I was a very good 
little girl- but that this needed to be our secret. I 
thought that was pretty but I agreed. 

He never called it a cock the way you do, John.

Soleil smiles at the memory as she pays a bit more 
attention to my cock. Instead he called it his man 
meat." 

Anneliese begins to laugh uncontrollably. "Man meat? 
Ohh, that's rich. Glad he never said that to me or I 
would have laughed him out of bed." 

"Soleil's features compress into a frown." This is why 
I never told you the story –I knew you'd laugh at it." 

"Oh honey, Anneliese says as she slowly stops laughing 
– I didn't to hurt your feelings. It's just that 
hearing Robert say man meat in that clipped British 
accent made me giggle. Please go on. I won't laugh 
anymore, I promise." 

At this point Soleil picks my hips up and replaces me 
on Anneliese's face, obviously figuring that would shut 
her up. Obediently, Anneliese begins to lick once more. 
She then takes a deep breath and resumes her tale as I 
moan low. "Robert told me that in Britain they used to 
have a tradition called meatless Fridays- so we decided 
that Friday would be meatfull Fridays, the day I got to 
play with his man meat. 

One thing that was really odd was that he never let me 
kiss it or suck it. I was only allowed to use my hand 
and not my mouth. Every Friday for the rest of the 
school year was a meatfull Friday. 

Mmmm. I begin to moan loudly, both from the story and 
Anneliese's ministrations.

Robert goes away for the summer, as you know, and the 
whole Gregson family went up to Maine, so that summer 
was kinda boring. I went to day camp and made some non-
playmate friends. It also gave me plenty of time to 
dream up my evil plan. I couldn't wait for school to 
start again. 

My third grade teacher was this really hot guy named 
Mr. Rubin. He looked old at the time but was maybe 25, 
Soleil giggles. 

"The first time I saw him I remember instantly getting 
damp- not that I knew what that meant. So, our first 
assignment was a report on what we did over summer 
vacation. I decided not to do it. He told me that he 
needed to talk to me in his office about why I didn't 
hand anything in. 

"When I got there I told him that it was more of a show 
and tell. As he was asking what meant, I dropped to my 
knees, unsnapped his jeans, pulled them and his boxers 
down and began to suck his cock. I knew my way around a 
cock by now, although his was bigger and less wrinkled 
than Robert's, and so I kept sucking and licking even 
while he went on about how wrong this was. Didn't stop 
him from coming buckets, though. I drank as much as I 
could, but it ended up in my hair and all over my 
face," Soleil closes her eyes at the memory as I moan 
and writhe on Anneliese's tongue.

"That was only the first part of the plan, though." I 
told him that since I had been such a bad student, I 
should be moved to the front of the class where he 
could keep a better eye on me. I also told him that his 
cock was mine for the rest of the year. "Yup, I was a 
brazen little hussy. You have a hussy for a gf, John. 
Hope that's alright." 

Soleil flashes me a wicked grin as she squeezes my cock 
once. "Mr. Rubin suggested that he would buy me clothes 
and I would have to wear them, or else he would expose 
the blackmail. More clothes sounded like a pretty good 
idea, no matter the reason, so I agreed." I interrupt 
for a second "Didn't your Dad or Mom notice anything?" 

"Remember Mom was a drunk and Dad did some sort of 
international stock trading, so he barely knew I was 
there. I did notice that Anneliese didn't seem to 
mind," Soleil smiles. 

All year he bought me the third- grade version of 
slutty clothes. tight t-shirts, tight jean, a short 
girly skirt, bikini panties. Once I even got called to 
the principal's office." 

"Only once?" I say kiddingly. "Well, after he 
experienced my blowjob technique he forgot completely 
about punishing me." 

Soleil grins wickedly. So Mr. Rubin and I fell into a 
Tuesday at lunch and Thursday afternoon routine, and I 
still had my meatfull Fridays. Robert and I also had 
our own routine. He would drop me off at my parents 
place and I would change out of my school clothes. In 
15 minutes he would come back downstairs to get me." 

Anneliese pulls her tongue out of my ass, explaining, 
"I love it, hun, my tongue is just tired." 

Ostensibly, he was checking to see if it was alright 
for me to come upstairs, but it was always alright. One 
day he went upstairs as usual. 15 minutes pass, 20, a 
half hour. Finally after 45 minutes I went upstairs on 
my own and found Anneliese on her back, Robert with his 
pants around his knees fucking her, and Anneliese 
sucking Jacques' cock. Jacques was pretty new- he'd 
been here for just a year and we hadn't talked much- 
but I knew I wanted that cock. I also had never had 
anything in my cunt except my fingers, but I figured 
Anneliese's tongue would be a good place to start. 

"I knew they didn't know I was there, so I stripped 
naked, walked up to Anneliese, gently separated her 
mouth from Jacques' cock and climbed on her face, 
taking as much of Jacques' cock as I could in my mouth. 
It wasn't much, but boy was it nice."

Anneliese cuts in, "There was a second when we all 
paused and realized what was going on (since we didn't 
even know Susan was in the room) but once we all got 
it, everybody just took a deep breath and kept going, 
and I, for one, am thrilled that we did." 

Anneliese kisses Soleil passionately as I venture, 
"Susan?" 

"That was my given name, growls Soleil as she breaks 
the kiss, but if I EVER hear you use it in reference to 
me I will cut off your cock, slice it into pieces and 
feed it back to you without the aid of condiments. Got 
it?" " Loud and clear."

"Anyway, this was the real start of my playtimes. 
Anneliese had no idea of my experiences with Robert 
until right now, did you Anneliese?" "Actually, hun, 
Robert had told me all about it. He knew you wanted to 
go further, but didn't feel comfortable - so we set you 
up. We just didn't expect you to take to it so 
quickly." 

"Really?' Really." 

"So what happened next?" I ask, my cock resuming its 
steel girder imitation.

"Robert left, and I demanded that Jacques take my 
cherry." 

I must have looked shocked, because Soleil added, "I 
figured I was never going to see a more impressive cock 
than this one and my virginity wasn't really that big a 
deal when I was 8."

"She barely had bumps," interjects Anneliese, but I sat 
by her and kissed and nibbled them, played with her 
hair, kissed her lips - anything to relax her. 

"It felt like being shredded!" I screamed and cried. 
There was no "This will only hurt a little bit." I 
slide a finger inside her and play around a bit as 
Soleil rubs my hair. "The only comparison I can 
possibly make was that it felt like I was being fucked 
by a can of soup. A warm, pulsating can of soup. After 
awhile it started to feel good, as I got used to it, 
and after awhile it felt very good. Jacques hit spots 
no one has ever hit since, and this was with only half 
his cock in me, as that was all I could take." But I 
don't usually want to be fucked by a can of soup, 
love." Soleil looks up at me softly. 

"This cock is the perfect size -- and you know how to 
use it. She leans down and licks the shaft." Anneliese 
makes gagging noises. "I think I'm going into sugar 
shock, you two." I glare at Anneliese and turn away 
from her. "Hun, now I think I understand why Lil 
wanting Jacques' cock was so funny. But, do you play 
with other members of the family. If you do, why 
weren't you here for that momentous occasion?" 

"I'll answer those in order, sweetie."

"Yes, I play with all the girls when they are home. 
Actually, I play with the whole Gregson family except 
Archibald, and that is most definitely my choice. Why 
wasn't I here? I was with my sweet Ione."

"Ione?" I ask."

Yes, Ione. When I first moved here, my parents other 
close friends were the Pflaumzeits. They had just moved 
to Manhattan from Austria. Mrs. Pflaumzeit (Clara) was 
10 months pregnant with the baby that would become 
Ione, and Mr. Pflaumzeit (Rolf) looked and sounded like 
a miniature Arnold Schwarzenegger. I later found out he 
was a well known professor of German-Language 
Literature who had gotten a job at Columbia. 

"As I said earlier, my family moved here to Gracie 
Square when I was 5. and the Pflaumzeits followed soon 
after. At this point Amelia had just turned one and 
Ione was a newborn. The Pflaumzeits are searching for a 
nanny and Olga recommends an old friend of hers named 
Hiltraud. Since I was a" big girl" both Hiltraud and 
Olga were very nice about letting me help out, even if 
I wasn't really all that helpful," Soleil laughs. 

"Clara and Anneliese got to be friends since the girls 
were so close in age. I was the big sister of the group 
and being allowed to help out was a lot of fun, even if 
was a brat myself sometimes." 

"Sometimes?" Anneliese asks mockingly. Soleil elbows 
Anneliese in the, well, cunt, Anneliese gasps and hits 
her over the head with a pillow, and soon I find myself 
in the middle of a two-girl pillow fight. "Stop!" I 
yell. "I want to hear the rest of the story."

"OK, OK," gasps Soleil. "So this went on for a little 
bit. Then, when I was 6, the year before I first had 
sex with Anneliese and Jacques, Amanda was born. With a 
newborn, a one year-old and a two year old to take care 
of, Hiltraud and Olga joined forces, effectively giving 
me two mommies to play with, Anneliese and Clara."

"The Pflaumzeits were a very interesting couple, John. 
They didn't think sex was wrong, or bad. If you cared 
about someone and that's the way you wanted to show it, 
that was fine – no matter the age of the participants 
They also didn't have any problem with incest, but 
instead viewed it as a natural extension of a family's 
love for one another. Much later on I found out that 
Clara and Rolf were actually brother and sister." 

Anneliese jumps in. "It was meeting Clara that gave me 
permission, in a certain sense, to start playing with 
Soleil. Clara changed the way I thought about sex, and 
what was permissible. Sara was my own age, and Mary was 
my sister, but to start playing with much younger 
girls? Clara allowed me to see that love should be 
celebrated at any age." With that said, she begins to 
pinch and roll Soleil's nipples as I slide two fingers 
inside Soleil. 

Soleil gasps, "Continuing with the story, I was 8, 
Amelia was 4, Ione was 3 and Amanda 2 when Anneliese 
had the twins, Melinda and Melissa. This changed 
everything because I was now old enough to be helpful. 
After school I was supposed to watch Amelia, Ione and 
Amanda while Hiltraud and Olga took turns watching the 
twins and me." Anneliese interrupts Soleil's 
remembrance. 

"I wasn't having sex all that often with Archibald, 
John, so just like Lauren, the twins' provenance is 
unknown." 

"But they're so blonde," Soleil looks quizzically at 
Anneliese. 

"Let's just say there's a good chance they qualify for 
an EU passport. Beautiful, fair-skinned blonde children 
could very well be Austrian, you know." 

"Does Clara know?" Soleil asks, shocked. 

"She was in bed with us –I sure hope so," Anneliese 
chuckles heartily. I slide two fingers in Soleil's cunt 
in an attempt to get her attention. "Right, Ione," 
moans Soleil. So, the year after, I turn 9. The big 
news is that Clara has twins. So now Olga and Hiltraud 
truly do have their work cut out for them, with two 
sets of twins – one newborn and one a year old. For two 
very blonde people, Hannah and Heidi came out this 
gorgeous light coffee color with these extraordinary 
green eyes. 

"Anneliese just stares at Soleil, shaking her head. 
"What? You're not intimating that..." 

"Nope," replies Anneliese. "I'm not insinuating 
anything. I'll spell it out. Amelia and Amanda are my 
children with Archibald. Ione is Clara and Rolf's 
child. Melissa and Melinda are my children with Rolf. 
Heidi and Hannah are Clara's children with Jacques."

I watch Soleil's eyes widen and lean in and kiss her 
gently. "What about Lil?" I ask. Anneliese slides my 
fingers out of Soleil and hugs us both close. "Now 
there's a story neither of you know. John, your mother 
and I love each other very much and we wanted to have a 
child together. Soleil, hun, I'm madly in love with you 
and I wanted you to be part of my family. Ready, you 
two?" 

Soleil and I look over at each other with a "what can 
possibly happen next?" look and hold on tight. Soleil, 
I know how much you despise your 29 year-old brother 
Chip, but Mary (that would be your mother, John) 
thought he was hot. Now, Soleil, you are not the only 
one who can hatch evil plans. Mary and I saw your 
brother coming out of a very highfaluting sperm bank 
and confronted him. It seems he's a donor to those who 
want to have perfect children." 

Soleil begins to gasp for breath as Anneliese picks her 
head up, looking her dead in the eye. To paraphrase 
Bill Clinton, "No, I did not have sex with that man." 
However, in this case I did get that man's sperm 
artificially inseminated into me. Since the child was 
with your mother, John, Lil is technically your half-
sister which would make me your stepmother. Since the 
sperm donor was your brother, that would make Lil your 
niece and me your sister-in-law, Soleil. Is everyone 
OK?"

Soleil looks up with wet eyes, "I've never been 
happier," she says in a small voice. Anneliese plows 
onward. "So, just to keep everything straight – Amelia 
and Amanda are sisters and half sisters to Lil and the 
twins. Lil is a half sister to Amelia, Amanda, Melissa, 
Melinda and you, John, in addition to being your niece, 
Soleil. 

"By virtue of being twins, Heidi and Hannah are sisters 
as well as being half-sisters to Ione and having Rolf 
for a stepfather. Ione has Heidi, Hannah, Melissa and 
Melinda for half-sisters and Jacques for a stepfather. 
The most interesting case is that of Melissa and 
Melinda. As twins they are sisters, of course. They 
have Amelia, Amanda, Lil and Ione as half- sisters, 
Heidi and Hannah as stepsisters and Archibald and Clara 
as their stepfather and stepmother. Got it?"

"Got it," we chorus. Returning to the story of Ione, 
Soleil says, life was going along fine. She, Amelia and 
Amanda were all in nursery school at Bank Street (right 
near St. John the Divine) and I was in my last year at 
Corlears. It was that year that Amelia and I started 
our "special baths." 

I would t take a washcloth and make sure to get her 
extra-clean, paying more attention to spots that might 
make her feel good. A few times I got in the bath with 
her and let her take a washcloth and soap me up. Her 
hands were so soft and gentle. Amelia had no clue what 
she was doing, but often times she touched me in just 
the right way. Enough so that would run into 
Anneliese's room and beg to be fucked. 

"Mmmhmm, I remember those days. It was right after I 
figured out what was going on that we started having 
cameras installed," Anneliese smiles wickedly and licks 
Soleil's lovely 32a breast. 

"Since Amelia and I were now exploring, Ione and Amanda 
started taking baths together. I would check on them to 
make sure they were OK, and sometimes help with shampoo 
and such, but nothing ever went on." The next year was 
exciting all around as I graduated Corlears and entered 
Little Red Schoolhouse, while Amelia started first 
grade at Chapin and Anneliese had Lil. Lil immediately 
became the combined responsibility of Olga and 
Hiltraud, who now had a set of 2 year old twins, a set 
of one year-old twins and a newborn on their hands, 
while Clara, Anneliese and I took care of the oldest 
three. 

That year was the year that Ione joined the " special 
bath club." Sometimes I would teach her how to get 
extra-clean and sometimes Amelia would. A few times we 
all tried to fit into the bath together, which led to a 
lot of naughty giggling. That was the year Amelia and 
Robert had started playing the meatfull Friday game, 
just like Robert and I had. Before they would leave to 
pick up Ione and Amanda from Bank Street, Robert would 
let Amelia play with his man meat. Anneliese was busy 
being pregnant, so my main playmates at that time were 
Clara, Rolf and Jacques, sometimes all at once." 

"Ohh... interrupts Anneliese. I didn't know about that. 
Just to add to your chronology, the year you were 10 
was also the year Hiltraud and Olga fell in love. More 
precisely, it was the year that Olga became Hiltraud's 
slave. " Bet Archibald just loved that." "You can 
imagine his reaction for yourself," smiles Anneliese 
wickedly, as I begin to rub Soleil's other breast. 

"Well," continues Soleil, "the next year was actually 
fairly quiet. Amanda joined our special bath club, 
which meant that we now had to have either two or three 
rounds of baths, depending on whether I was involved or 
not." 

Soleil notices my rock-hard cock and kisses around the 
circumcised head, smiling. Amelia and Ione were getting 
a bit bored with our special bath club ritual, and so 
they got a bit more exploratory, both with each other 
and Amanda. Fingers would slide into cunts, tongues 
into mouths, teeny little nipples were pinched 
occasionally, but had decided I wasn't going to do 
anything until they were older. 

One day, though, Ione and I were in the bath and I was 
washing her cunt with the Goofy and Pluto washcloth. 
She took the washcloth out of my hands and slid two of 
my fingers inside, rocking on them and giving me the 
sweetest smile. I carefully went deeper and deeper, but 
I couldn't find her hymen, so I asked her what 
happened. 

"We decided to get rid of them," Ione said. Well, 
Amelia and I did and Amanda always has to do everything 
I do. Soo... I was dripping wet by now," says Soleil.

I quietly asked, "What happened?"

"Well," said Ione, "We tried with our fingers, but that 
just hurt, So then we tried with our tongues, but they 
weren't sharp enough. So Amelia had an idea. She went 
to the kitchen and came back with a carrot, and that 
worked just fine. I did Amanda, becuz she begged me to, 
Amanda did her big sister Amelia, and Amelia did me. It 
really didn't hurt that much, not like everybody says." 

"That's when I fell in love with Ione," Soleil says 
quietly. Ione told me the code was "we're going to go 
play with the magic coloring book, and that I was 
invited but could only watch for now. Well, just 
watching led very quickly to me playing with myself, 
which led to three naked girls watching me cum. They 
were so cute and little and hot, I was dripping wet 
almost immediately. 

"I taught them about masturbating, and what felt good 
on to me, They hadn't yet thought about using their 
tongues, except for that one time, but I taught them 
how to lick each other's cunts, and mine of course. 
None of us had breasts at that time, just bumps with 
teeny nipples. My nipples were a little bit bigger, 
that was all. 

"From me they learned how sensitive nipples can be, and 
how to French kiss. It was great fun teaching all of 
this, because I had three people who practiced on me, 
but I wasn't going to go any further. Amelia was only 
7, Ione 6 and Amanda just 5. I had decided that I 
wasn't going to fuck anyone until Ione turned 9. That 
way I would be a teenager and all the girls except Lil 
would be members of the special bath club. 

All of this seemed like a good plan until the next 
year, when Rolf got a better job at NYU, Unfortunately, 
although he had more responsibility it didn't pay quite 
as much, so he decided to move the family to a cheaper 
apartment the West Village. That wasn't so bad for me, 
as I was going to school in the Village anyway, but it 
put a real cramp in everyone else's routine. 

"Then the Pflaumzeits decided that since Ione had so 
many close friends at Chapin, they would keep her in 
school there. The other issue was that the two sets of 
twins were practically inseparable. So it was agreed 
that Ione would live with us and Melissa and Melinda 
would live downtown with the Pflaumzeits. 

"Back then I had no idea they were Rolf's kids. Back 
before this agreement was reached, we were all 
terrified that Ione was going to leave. "At the thought 
of the memory Soleil begins to pant, so I slide three 
fingers inside her dripping cunt and begin to pump them 
in and out. 

"Ohh, yes, right there," Soleil growls. 

"One day Amelia pulled me into the room she shared with 
Amanda and said, "We have a surprise for you." Before I 
could ask what it was, the sisters had stripped me as 
naked as they were. Amelia pinned my arms above my head 
and began to kiss me, while Amanda sucked and tugged on 
my teeny boobies. Before I could even react, Ione 
walked in with a carrot. 

"First she licked up and down my slit to make sure I 
was wet enough, and once she was satisfied she plunged 
the carrot deep inside my cunt and began fucking me 
with it. Remember that my first experience had been 
with Jacques' "can of soup?" There is no way a carrot, 
especially this carrot, was going to do anything.

I broke the kiss long enough to smile at Ione and ask, 
"Was there a cucumber in the veggie drawer?" 

She smiled big at me, understanding immediately, and 
ran off to get a cucumber. Returning, she removed the 
carrot, and plunged in the cucumber, fucking me hard 
and fast. I grabbed Amelia and sat her on my face, 
licking her like crazy. Amelia leaned all the way back 
so she was lying on her back, on top of me with her 
cunt mashed against my face and her head up against the 
headboard. Amanda saw a wonderful opportunity and 
jumped on top of Amelia's face, bucking on it.

I hear Soleil begin to squeal and sped up my fingers, 
sliding back her clit hood and pinching her clit 
between my thumb and index finger. She cums hard, 
bucking on my fingers as she screams. I hold her as she 
thrashes and slowly comes back Anneliese says, 
"Remember what happened next?" 

"After I stopped cumming, you mean? You heard something 
and came in to check what was going on." 

"I most certainly did," grins Anneliese."

I immediately slid underneath Ione's legs, and started 
to lick her cunt. "Remember what she said, Soleil?" 

Soleil's eyes mist up "You can lick my butt if you want 
to, Aunt Anneliese, but I want my lover to lick my 
cunt." S

oleil has another, albeit small, cum as she repeats the 
words. "She later told me that that was when she fell 
in love with me," Soleil whispers. 

"So, John, I have two other lovers. Your stepmother 
Anneliese and a beautiful 14 year-old named Ione. I 
hope you don't mind." 

"Not at all, hun, -- just leave some time for me." 

"Always, love." 

"After that night, although I still played with Amelia 
and Amanda, something happened. Without a word being 
spoken, Ione and I became a couple. It was incredible. 
Being with her was like floating. I waited until she 
was ten to finally fuck her. The first time was with a 
dildo about half the length and with I used on you, 
John. 

She screamed and moaned and shook as she came, and when 
she recovered she told me that she and Amanda had been 
teaming up on Robert. Apparently Amanda preferred to 
suck his cock while Ione would tongue his ass. She told 
me that the girls had all had tongues and fingers in 
their asses, and that the other two had been fucked in 
the ass by Robert, but that she was saving hers for me. 
After I got through crying, I slid two fingers in her 
pussy and my dildo in her ass and fucked her until she 
passed out. My ass had only been fingered by Ione until 
you tongued it last night, John. 

"God, I'm going to miss her this summer," Soleil says 
to no one in particular as her face begins to crumble. 
Anneliese motions for me to slide my fingers out of 
Soleil as she takes my gf on her lap. " Shh..Shh... 
It's going to be OK," says Anneliese as she rocks a now 
crying Soleil. 

"Remember when I promised you a very special going away 
to college present? One only I could get you? Well, 
your gift is... the Pflaumzeits. All of them. All 
summer." Anneliese looks at me sternly. "Since there 
will be three more girls, Clara wanted to throw in an 
extra $250/week, which brings it the total to an even 
one thousand dollars per week for 8 girls. The same 
contract applies. I trust that's acceptable." Um, sure, 
of course," I stutter.

"What? Huh? "How?" Soleil asks as she stops crying. 

With a glint in her eye Anneliese replies "All of those 
high-altitude climbs seem to have taken a toll on your 
brain, darlin'. Right after we fired Olga, Hiltraud 
left, supposedly to go help Olga in Germany. It turns 
out that Olga's mother Almut, age 92, happens to be 
worth quite a bit of money that Olga stands to inherit 
after her death, so I doubt we'll ever see Olga or 
Hiltraud again. 

"Then, in early November (you were probably in Bora 
Bora at the time), Brynja came to me and said she was 
thinking about leaving. She missed Iceland, especially 
her sister, Unnur, who is just a year younger and looks 
exactly like her. I've seen the pictures – it's scary, 
but in a good way. She said that they were "very very 
very close," which might explain why we've never seen 
Brynja and Jacques together," Anneliese grins 
wolfishly. 

"In any case, Unnur is a cellist who is going to the 
same school Brynja graduated from. Clara offered to 
hire Unnur to replace Hiltraud, if Brynja would stay. 
Then Hannah and Heidi pleaded to go to Dana Hall for 
sixth grade, starting this fall, as Melissa and Melinda 
are already there. So, between you leaving for college, 
Hannah and Heidi leaving for Dana Hall, Ione getting 
into Stuyvesant and Unnur joining our merry band, we 
thought it was time for a group holiday/celebration."

Soleil tries to say "When is Unnur arriving?"

"She got into Stuyvesant? Cool!" and "Wellesley isn't 
that far away" all at the same time and ends up with an 
utterly incomprehensible sentence, making us all break 
out into laughter. 

"To answer what I imagine that sentence might have 
been, Yes, and she did it all by herself, too. Unnur 
should be here by 6:30- we'll leave around 7:30." 

She has been thoroughly briefed on all of our quirks in 
two languages – and can't wait to meet us. I pipe up, 
"As to the last question, about an hour and 45 minutes. 
Now that I think of it, Lauren is at Williams, which is 
about the same distance, but in another direction."

Anneliese says to me firmly, "A bit of work. I need you 
to memorize this. It's the new bedroom assignments. 
Downstairs Master Bedroom: Archibald and Reginald. 
Single room with adjoining bathroom: Me. Slightly 
larger suite with shared bathroom: Room 1 – you two, if 
that's alright." The size of our smiles make no verbal 
response necessary.

"OK, OK, you lovebirds. Back to the list-- Room 2: 
Brynja and Unnur. Slightly smaller suite with shared 
bathroom: Room 1: Rolf and Clara. Room 2: Jacques. Now 
to the upstairs. In the giant bedroom : Melissa, 
Melinda, Hannah and Heidi. In the slightly smaller 
bedroom: Amanda, Ione and Amelia. In the single bedroom 
: Lil. Upstairs there are two bathrooms for everyone. 
So that's 18. 10 adults downstairs and 8 kids upstairs. 
We have an extra room upstairs, which can either be 
used as a guest room or a "free play room," if you know 
what I mean," Anneliese winks.

Now, John, it is past time for you to be with 
Archibald. "He already hates me, what could another 15 
minutes do?" I ask as I crawl over to Soleil. "On your 
back, woman," I kiddingly growl. She gives me a big 
smile and obeys. Leaning down, I whisper into her ear, 
"I'm going to fuck your cunt until you forget your 
name, girl." She gasps and I can feel her cum just from 
my sentence. 

I drive my cock into her hard and deep and begin 
fucking, just pounding away. Watching her face flush 
and hearing her cries just makes me hotter. I pump and 
thrust harder and faster, feeling her cum but not 
stopping, not feeling angry but just incredibly... 
Male. 

I am bouncing Soleil off the bed now, her eyes glazed, 
body limp as a rag doll, as she begs me to fuck her 
harder and harder. Finally she grunts "My ass! Take my 
ass!"

I pull out, flip her over and pile drive her ass, not 
caring about lube or anything else. I'm slamming into 
her when she lifts off the bed with a loud scream and 
starts to shake and moan, cumming uncontrollably as I 
shoot blast after blast of cum inside her. 

"Thank you, lover," Soleil gasps as she falls forward 
and passes out. 

I gently pull out of her and offer my cock to Anneliese 
for cleaning. She looks at me with wide eyes before 
deepthroating me and licking every bit of cum and cunt 
juice off my cock and balls. When she has finished she 
hands me a terry robe, whispering "Can you make me feel 
like that someday? I kiss her deeply and softly say 
"Only if you're a very, very good girl," then smile 
wickedly, put on the robe and head out of the room and 
up to the Master bedroom, where Archibald Gregson 
awaits.

To be continued...

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