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My Cousin Kristie
by Dave Nichols (address withheld)

***

When Kristie found out that I often wrote sex stories, 
she wouldn't leave me alone. I'm almost 30 and Kristie 
is my cousin, barely 19 when this relationship began, 
petite and quite a doll. I guess most people would call 
her "cute" because of her looks. But she has always been 
a precocious kid, graduating at the top of her high 
school class, getting scholarship offers galore. (MFMF, 
inc, intr, oral, anal, 1st, swingers, orgy)

***

1: Kristie

A few weeks ago, I answered the door to find Kristie, 
wearing shorts and a halter top. "Hi, Cuz," she said. 
She'd call me 'Cuz' as a pet name. "Got a few minutes to 
talk?"

Kristie had wanted to go to the local business school 
and work full time locally. She occasionally did some 
modeling because, she's a doll. Her short reddish-brown 
hair, freckled nose and bawdy sense of humor made her 
popular with everyone, including me.

So I asked her in and no sooner had I shut the door than 
she asked, "Is it true you write fuck stories?" I'd 
heard Kristie say 'fuck' before, but always as part of a 
joke. But this time it was different.

"Who told you that?" I asked. Writing erotic stories, 
whether you call it smut, porn or 'fuck stories,' it 
isn't something you announce to the general public. But 
it pays well and there's less competition. My close 
friends knew. My uncle, Kristie's father, knew. No one 
thinks it's wrong or "bad." It's good money and I don't 
write degrading crap. But I certainly don't tell 
everyone I meet or know that I write erotica.

My grandmother doesn't know. And I didn't think Kristie 
did. 

"Never mind how I found out," she answered. "But if it's 
true, I think it's pretty neat. Well?" I felt a twinge 
of embarrassment but I couldn't lie. "Okay, it's true. 
But I don't call them 'fuck stories.'" Kristie's face 
lit up. I suddenly became aware that my nubile cousin 
was braless as her nipples poked the material of her 
halter.

"Lemme read some, Cuz." What could I do or say? I led 
her to my work room, showed her where my file copies of 
sex magazines were, then I left the room. Embarrassed, I 
guess. I went to the kitchen, grabbed a beer from the 
'fridge, and gulped it down. I have to admit that I had 
felt some sexual attraction to Kristie for some time. 

Whenever I wrote about a girl losing her virginity, it 
was Kristie's face I had in mind. Her young body, her 
youthful eagerness, her intelligence, all had inspired 
and influenced me. And now she was actually reading the 
material I had written.

I grabbed another beer, popped it open, and went to my 
workroom to find Kristie avidly reading the sex 
magazines I'd been published in. From the look on her 
face it was obvious she was enjoying what she was 
reading. She was breathing rapidly, sweat shone on her 
upper lip, and her nostrils seemed to flare, all the 
signs of a woman in heat, even a cousin. She saw or 
heard me and said, "I love to read about people fucking 
almost as much as I love to fuck. Surprised?" How could 
I be? I mean, she was smart, witty, attractive and old 
enough. I felt a twinge at the thought of my cousin 
getting dicked by some pimply teenager. Jealousy, I 
guess. I also felt a twinge in my loins as I warmed to 
the subject with my cousin.

"Does it embarrass you that I'm talking about fucking, 
Dave?" she asked. "Well, not embarrassed, I'm just not 
used to it," I answered.

"Not used to fucking?" she asked. "Oh, you know what I 
mean," I said. She was enjoying this conversation 
immensely. "I'm not used to talking about it with you."

"Don't you get horny when you write this stuff? God, I 
know I sure would. I'm getting wet just reading. Ooh, 
this is really hot." Kristie started reading part of a 
story I had written. "'My cock had never felt so hard as 
it did in Gina's mouth. Her tongue flicked the underside 
of my meat and her lips seemed to caress and stroke my 
shaft.

"Fuck my tits," Gina pleaded as she took her mouth off 
and held her big jugs together. Trouble was, I wanted to 
eat her pussy first. After all, eating her pussy was 
what I'd dreamed of doing for years.' Damn, Dave, I love 
this stuff!" Hearing Kristie reading that passage had 
excited me as well. And there was very little I could do 
to hide my excitement, since a bulging cock is difficult 
to hide in tight shorts. Kristie immediately noticed and 
then she blushed. "I guess you do get horny, Cuz," she 
grinned, standing up as she stared at the front of my 
shorts. 

"Was it my reading that did that, Dave? It sure couldn't 
be my tits 'cause mine aren't big enough to fuck. See?" 
Kristie lifted her halter and showed me her pert 
breasts, the nipples pink and rigid. My personal 
preference is for small tits not large ones. I felt my 
cock grow another inch as I looked at my cousin's mouth-
watering boobies.

"Kristie, you have great tits," I said. She beamed. 
"Most guys like big tits," she told me. "A girl with big 
breasts will have sagging chest bags when she's forty," 
I said. "Yours will still be young and suckable then."

"Suck them now, Dave," she said breathily. I couldn't 
have resisted if I'd wanted to, cousin or not. And, 
believe me, I wanted to suck those nubbins. So I lowered 
my head to her left mound and stuck out my tongue. I 
circled the perky nipple then popped the rigid nub 
between my lips. Kristie gasped and her arms went around 
me, holding me as I sucked and chewed, first one, then 
the other, hot mound of flesh.

"Oh, Dave, that feels so good!" Kristie's body wiggled 
as she tried to push more of her titty-flesh into my 
mouth. I think she must have had a mini-orgasm from the 
way she jerked around and gasped. Then she asked me if I 
liked to eat pussy. I told her I did. "None of the boys 
I've been with would lick me."

"Boys aren't old enough to know what's good," I said.

"Would you...will you... eat my pussy?" I picked her up 
and carried her to my bedroom and laid her on the bed. I 
pulled off her sneakers while she removed her halter. I 
reached for her shorts but stopped. "Kristie, are you 
sure you want this?" 

"Yes, please." 

"You won't hate me for it, will you? This is incest, you 
know." 

"Oh, Dave, you don't know how long I've dreamed of 
having sex with you, my handsome, smart cousin. Please. 
Do me."

I unsnapped and unzipped her shorts, gripped the 
waistband of her shorts and panties and slid them down 
her legs and off her feet. Her downy brown pubic 
triangle contrasted with the pale, untanned flesh of her 
belly. I gently spread her legs and put a pillow under 
her ass to give me the best access to her pussy.

And what a beautiful pussy Cousin Kristie had! The 
fragrance of her secretions made me even more eager to 
feast. I used my fingers to part her slick folds and I 
exposed the wet crimson of her cunt. Her clit was stiff 
and the largest I'd ever seen on a woman. It was as big 
as the end of my pinky finger, almost like a miniature 
cock. No wonder she seemed to get so excited. With a 
clit like that, it's a wonder she wasn't horny 24 hours 
a day! But I've since found out that she does stay 
excited 24 hours a day!

I let the flat of my tongue lick her slit from asshole 
to clit. Kristie shuddered, her legs locked around my 
head and she chanted, "Yes, yes, oh yes." 

Kristie tasted tangy sweet and more of that love liquid 
oozed from her hole and onto my tongue. My nose kept 
rubbing against her clit so I stuck a finger into her 
cunt and took that clit of hers between my teeth. 
Needless to say, my cousin went crazy. "Oh, God, 
oh...oh!" she wailed and she bucked and thrashed at the 
mercy of my finger and tongue.  

I eased my finger out of her pussy, sucked her cream 
from it, then sent my tongue into her quim to quench my 
thirst for her nectar. My finger toyed with her asshole 
and I worked the digit up her backside to the first 
knuckle when she came again, her muscles contracting as 
if to nip off my tongue and finger.

Kristie's heels pounded my back and she went wild as she 
came. Fortunately I live in a house, not an apartment, 
because her screams of ecstasy were loud enough to 
arouse others in an apartment building. As it was, I'm 
glad my next-door neighbors were at work because Kristie 
was loud when she came. 

After a few minutes I stopped and she caught her breath. 
"It's never been like that," she said. "Whew! I think 
you've spoiled me." She put her hand on the bulging wet 
spot on my shorts. "What can I do to repay you, Cuz?"

Kristie tugged my shorts down and my 8-incher sprang 
out, strands of pre-cum strung between the tip and my 
matted pubic hair. Her eyes got as big as saucers and 
she gripped my bat in both hands. "Uh, this thing'll 
split me if..."

"Don't worry, Kristie," I said. "We don't have to fuck."

"Oh, but I do want to fuck," Kristie assured me. "It's 
just that this is so damn big!"

"Look, tell you what," I explained as she slowly pumped 
my prick, staring at it as if hypnotized. "Right now I'm 
too close to shooting to bother with a rubber, let alone 
trying to squeeze my cock into you. How about making me 
come and we'll fuck when we have plenty of time. Okay?"

"What do you want me to do?" she asked. 

"Think you can jerk it off or suck on it?"

"All I've ever done was fuck, Dave. I always thought 
sucking was supposed to be nasty, but after what you did 
to me...." Kristie had milked a clear drop of ooze out 
of the slit and she moved her head close and stuck her 
tongue out. The tip of her pink oral muscle touched the 
drop and retreated to her mouth, followed by the shiny 
wet string.

"Hmmm, not bad," she said after tasting my pre-cum. 
"Kinda sweet. I figured it would taste just awful." I 
knew that I had to come, and soon, and I wanted plenty 
of time to introduce her to cocksucking. "Just pull on 
it, Kristie. I'm close to coming. Yeah, like that." She 
was using both hands to jerk me off and she was staring 
with fascination at my balls and prick.

"Squeeze it tighter! Pull faster!" I felt all my energy 
focus on the twitching in my prostate, he familiar 
signal. "Kristie, I'm coming!" I gasped. I felt my cum 
race up my swollen shaft and I saw the first wad explode 
from the tip. Kristie was watching closely, so closely 
that first white gob of goo splatted high on her 
forehead. 

She squealed with delight as she pumped yet another wad 
up and out, and another. She was enjoying watching my 
prick spew cum with the same glee kids have at fireworks 
displays. But for all the fun she was having, I had the 
advantage because I was having the orgasm and I had the 
added pleasure of watching Kristie excitedly milk my 
jizz out of my cock.

By the time my sperm was only trickling from my cock, 
the stuff was all over my stomach, Kristie's hands and 
arms, even in her hair and on her face. She was still 
giggling as she licked and sucked the head of my spent 
prick. She kept sucking as my cock shrank and I managed 
to settle down. 

"That was great, Kristie," I said, using my finger to 
wipe cum off her cheek. "I can't remember coming like 
that." 

She took my cum-covered finger and, to my surprise, 
sucked it into her mouth. "Hmm, this is good stuff," she 
said. "Next time I wanna try sucking, Dave. How long 
till you can do it again?"

My cock had not gone down yet, so I told Kristie to go 
ahead and try. The first thing she did was to lick up 
and down the length of my meat, lapping the cum that 
oozed from the hole. She toyed with my balls, 
instinctively knowing just how to squeeze without 
bringing pain.

She finally opened her mouth and let my cock slip 
between her lips and into her mouth. I felt as if I were 
getting my first blowjob as her tongue tentatively 
explored my pole. Slowly she learned, and soon her head 
was bobbing up and down on my cock. Sloshy, sexy sounds 
escaped her mouth as she worked on me, and soon I felt 
the familiar tug inside that let me know I was about to 
shoot.

And shoot I did. I managed to warn Kristie but she kept 
her lips around my cock and when my cum spurted, she 
swallowed like a seasoned cocksucker. I have no idea 
where this second load came from, but it felt like I was 
pouring my guts out through my cock.

Well, several weeks have passed and Kristie has become 
an enthusiastic cocksucker. She took to oral sex with a 
passion, even to some rimming and reaming of my asshole 
with her tongue when she found out how sensitive I was 
to it. She even finger- fucked my ass and naturally I 
returned the favor, sucking her sweet, petite bum.

We took our time when we first fucked, and with her on 
top she managed to get almost all of my cock inside her. 
She wants me to fuck her without a condom because "I 
want to feel you shoot off inside me." 

I told her I just wanted to be cautious because of AIDS. 
When I'm sure things are okay and we don't have to worry 
about AIDS or herpes, you can believe I'll fuck her 
without the rubber. Of course by then I'll know she's on 
the Pill and that we don't have to worry about her 
getting pregnant.

For now, though, we've got plenty to do. We suck, we 
fuck, we jerk each other off, we suck each other's ass, 
and Kristie even fucks my asshole with a vibrator. She 
bought a strap on dildo and loves to climb between my 
legs and skewer my ass while I beat my meat until I 
spurt my cum between us and all over her tits. I love 
it, too.

She's really sexually imaginative. She met a woman at a 
clothing store down the street who, Kristie swears, has 
lezzie written all over her. She is slowly cultivating a 
friendship to find out what it feels like to have sex 
with a woman. But she wants me to be there, too.

In the meantime, Kristie wants to write sex stories, so 
I'm helping her out. She certainly has the imagination 
and we love doing the research!


2: Kristie's Quim

I wrote some time back about fucking my cousin Kristie. 
She's 21 now and I'm in my thirties and I still 
sometimes write for the adult market. As I previously 
explained, Kristie found out what sort of adult material 
I wrote ("fuck stories" she said) and she and one thing 
led to another and we began having sex with each other. 
At first we just sucked each other, partly for health 
reasons, but frankly I was afraid my thick cock would 
split her apart.

Kristie fell head over heels in passionate lust with my 
joystick. She seemed to find it a source of security as 
well as pleasure. Even when we weren't sexing it up, 
Kristie's hand would nestle in my crotch, or she'd lay 
her head in my lap when we watched TV. Day or night, my 
cock was like a security blanket for her to hold or a 
pacifier for her to suck.

Eventually, though, we fucked. Kristie had gotten on the 
Pill and we were both anxious to do it. I mean, oral sex 
is great, but if you ever saw my cousin, you'd know why 
I dearly wanted to fuck her. Her petite 5'1" body is 
topped by her long main of chestnut-colored hair and her 
freckles and big brown eyes give her the look of 
innocence that is so attractive. But this adorable young 
lady has a vocabulary and imagination that have given me 
so much material, I'm backlogged with stories I haven't 
sold yet.

For the first fuck, I lay on the bed, my stiff 9 inches 
rising like a rocket above my balls. We 69'd for a 
minute then I applied some KY to my cock and to her cunt 
before she straddled me. She spread her lips and lowered 
herself until the swollen knob touched her hot flesh.

"I wonder what my daddy would say if he knew that you 
about to dick his daughter?"

"I give up," I said as my hands lightly held her hips. 
"What would he say if he knew?"

Kristie grinned and said two words. "'Fuck it!'" and 
then sat down with all her 90 pounds on my cock. The 
head and about an inch of the shaft disappeared inside 
Kristie's tight, incredibly hot, cunt.

"Ooh, God, is it in?" she asked.

"Well, it's a start, but you still have a long way to 
go."

"How long?" my cousin asked.

"About six inches," I answered.

"Help me, Dave." I pulled down on her hips while I 
slowly pushed upward. I could feel the flesh inside 
opening wide as my prick pushed its way inside. Kristie 
had told me she never had a guy do her but she had used 
a vibrator to break her cherry and in the last two 
months she'd used various dildos and vibrators to 
stretch her cunt in preparation for fucking me.

"Shit, Dave, this is good! Ahh, I love it! Fuck! How 
much? How much?"

"You've got half of it inside." I admit, even my voice 
was shaky as I watched my swollen prick enter Kristie's 
quim. Her cunt was stretched around me as she impaled 
herself. Still, droplets of her secretions oozed from 
the tight seal around my prick and matted my pubic hair 
and ran in hot rivulets onto my balls.

"Oh, you feel so good inside me! More, give me more!" 
Both of us pushed and slowly more of my pole vanished 
inside of her. I was prepared to stop quickly when I 
felt the pressure of her cervix on my prickhead, and 
soon enough came the resistance. Kristie looked and saw 
about two inches of prick still remained outside, and 
she whimpered and started grinding her hips.

Suddenly, my cock slid past the entrance and suddenly 
Kristie's reddish curls were meshed with my brown ones. 
Her firm buns warmed my balls and my cock was out of 
sight, completely encased in Kristie's hot pussy. She 
just gasped and collapsed on my chest, partly passed out 
at the sensation of having nine thick inches of cock 
inside her. I didn't move, just enjoyed the grip of her 
cunt on my prick, the softness of her body and the sound 
of her breathing. Her lips pursed on my chest and I 
hugged her tightly and kissed her head.

"I love you so much, Dave," she whispered softly after a 
minute or two. Very slowly I pulled out. The flange 
inside her tweaked the sensitive underside of my cock 
and she shuddered at the sensation. Her cunt made loud 
sucking noises as I pulled out. Raw flesh that likely 
had never seen the light of day clung to my prick, 
trying to pull me back inside.

"Don't pull out," Kristie begged, sitting up and once 
again encasing my fleshy sword in her tight sheath. 
Kristie's clit was swollen and protruding from above our 
joined piece as I reached down to stimulate the 
protruding button. Kristie closed her eyes and whimpered 
at the added stimulation and rode my cock faster and 
faster.

I felt my cum boiling in my balls and told her I was 
close. "Wait for me, wait for me!" she pleaded, grinding 
down on my invading tool. Her face was flushed and both 
of us had broken out in a heated sweat and I strained to 
lick salty drops from her face and the ends of her 
nipples.

When Kristie's cunt began contracting around my cock, I 
knew that I couldn't hold back any longer. She started 
gasping and shouting, "Oh... Dave... cumming! Fuck... 
oh, cum... cum in me!"

My thick cum was fired up my cock's long barrel and 
exploded just as she slammed down hard, again pushing my 
cockhead deep into her body. The wad ricocheted off her 
inner wall with such force, Kristie gasped.

"I feel it! You're cumming inside me!" Her cunt squeezed 
my prick, milking more and more lava of love into her 
very depths. At that moment I realized that I was dearly 
in love with Kristie, much more than I was ever in love 
with anyone. Every ounce of my very being seemed to be 
pouring out of my body into hers and when she collapsed, 
exhausted, I took her into my arms and we slept a 
satisfied sleep, my soft prick soaking in the grip of 
her cunt.

I awoke to find Kristie bouncing on my cock again, and 
it quickly grew to its full length. I was still 
fascinated at the image of my cock disappearing inside 
her. I really expected to see her stomach pooch out to 
make room inside for my cock. Kristie was operating on 
sexual overdrive as she kept gasping through one cunt-
tightening orgasm after another, a combined mix of her 
juice and my cum being force from her cunt with every 
downward plunge until, finally, I again filled the cup 
of her cunt with a generous helping of my sperm syrup.

We just lay there, catching our breath, relishing the 
feeling of sweaty flesh against sweaty flesh, her cunt 
eventually giving up its hold on my spent and sore cock. 
I felt a torrent of hot fluid follow my released meat 
and dribble over my balls and thighs. Kristie sighed, 
kissed me and looked long and lovingly into my eyes. She 
reached down, scooped up some juice, and brought it to 
her lips. Her pink tongue lapped her fingers clean of 
the stuff and she kissed me, the salty, tangy taste of 
our juice on her lips and tongue.

After that, Kristie seemed to be a sexual dynamo. She 
told her folks she was going to rent out my spare 
bedroom, which they agreed to readily. They figured that 
she would stay out of trouble and I'd be around to keep 
an eye on her. She had her bedroom, alright, but she 
slept in my bed, either with my cock soaking inside her 
cunt or nestled inside her mouth like a pacifier. Yes, 
her folks were partly right. She wasn't running around 
and getting in trouble, but if they had known what we 
were doing... ! Whew!

The move also put her much closer to the boutique where 
she worked. She was always telling me the sexy stories 
her customers would tell her. Kristie knew who was 
cheating, who was fucking who, and those tales gave rise 
to many erotic stories. They also gave rise to my prick, 
which Kristie was only too glad to fuck or suck.

She knew I especially loved to hear about women who had 
sex with other women, and she had several lesbian 
customers who gladly told her stories, hoping to 
convince my cute cousin to try the lesbian way of love, 
or at least to be able to get in Kristie's panties and 
dip their tongues into her sweet snatch.

"Would you like me to get it on with another woman while 
you watch?" she asked me one evening. The thought made 
my prick jump in her hand.

"It would be interesting to watch as long as you didn't 
swear off regular sex," I answered.

"And give up this? Never!" She quickly popped my cock 
into her mouth and hungrily sucked me off. She didn't 
mention the subject again, which was fine with me. I 
mean, I was sure satisfied with the way things had 
developed with my nubile nympho cousin and I had 
absolutely no complaints.

I came home from the post office one afternoon after 
mailing some manuscripts and finally receiving a nice 
paycheck from a publishing company, I figured it would 
give me the chance to treat Kristie to an expensive 
dinner and I was glad when I saw her car parked in front 
of the house because that meant she didn't have to work 
until closing.	She called to me from my... our 
bedroom. 

I opened the door to see Kristie naked and smiling at me 
on the bed. Beneath her was a female whose blonde-
fringed cunt gaped and it looked like Kristie had been 
feasting on the furrow, judging from the wetness that 
surrounded the cunt and Kristie's mouth.

"Happy birthday, Dave!" she yelled. "I know it's a week 
way but Annie here is leaving town in a few day s so now 
is the only chance. Annie, say 'Hi' to Dave."

The blonde managed to work her head from between 
Kristie's legs. "Hi, Dave," she said and licked her wet 
lips. "Kristie has one of the best tasting pussies I've 
ever eaten." Annie looked about 24 or 25 but Kristie 
told me later she was 30. She asked me if I'd strip so 
she could see the big dick Kristie talked about.

"I prefer women but I enjoy having some man meat on 
occasion As long as it's big and worth attention." I 
quickly dropped my pants and shorts and Annie's eyes 
bugged when she saw my prick.

"Holy shit, Kristie! I'm sorry that I ever doubted you! 
God, what a whopper! He's even bigger than my dildo at 
home! I must say, I like your taste in boyfriends!" From 
the wink Kristie gave me I knew she hadn't told Annie I 
was her cousin.

"I may have great taste," Kristie said from between 
Annie's tanned and well-toned thighs, "but that cock 
tastes great! And it's more filling!"

"Let me watch you two awhile before I get involved," I 
said. "You seem to enjoy eating hair pie, Kristie," I 
said as I sat on the bed and stroked my poker. Kristie 
looked up at me, her lips and chin glistening with 
Anna's sauce and her tongue gathered the wetness from 
her lips.

"I like it fine, Dave, but given a choice between a 
pussy and your prick, there's absolutely no contest." 
She pursed her lips for a kiss and I complied, tasting 
Anna's cream.

"Why not slip me that thing from behind?" she said with 
a twinkle in her eye. "Annie can lick us both while you 
fuck me." I got up and ran my hand down Kristie's smooth 
back, feeling a thin sheen of perspiration. She was 
groaning into the wet snatch of her blonde friend and I 
could feel the vibrations running through her body as 
well as her muscles straining as she humped Annie's 
face. I squeezed her round buns and then reached under 
her to grip one of her small tits. Then I grabbed hold 
of one of Annie's full boobs.

"Hmm, c'mon, stud, fuck this sweet cunt," Annie said, 
grabbing my dong and pulling me into position behind 
Kristie. Kristie and I had fucked doggie style before 
and she enjoyed it. Kristie felt my knob nudge her 
opening and she wiggled her butt.

"Oh, gimme, gimme, gimme!" she whimpered over her 
shoulder. I held onto her hips and eased forward, 
parting her saliva-slicked folds and entering her oiled 
tunnel of love.

"Oo-o-o-h!" Annie squealed. "I love to see that big dick 
split your little cunt, Kristie!"

"If it... umph... looks half as good as it feels, it's 
gotta be great," Kristie replied. I could feel Annie's 
hot breath on my flesh and on my curly hairs and then I 
became aware of the wet softness of her tongue as she 
lapped at my cock and, I guessed, Kristie's electrified 
clit.

I soon felt myself hitting bottom inside my cousin's 
nice nookie and then her friend started licking and 
sucking my swollen nuts. Then it was my turn to moan and 
I leaned forward so that Kristie was the middle of a sex 
sandwich. 

Annie took the opportunity to trail her tongue to the 
sensitive pucker of my asshole and she gave me a great 
rim job. I circled my tongue inside Kristie's ear and 
she gasped, an orgasm causing her cunt to contract and 
her juices to flow from around the base of my cock and 
eventually onto Annie's thirsty tongue.

"I love you," she whimpered. I kissed her tenderly on 
the cheek.

"And I love you," I said.

"Cum inside me. Now. Please!"

I closed my eyes and focused my concentration on the 
feelings in my groin. In less than a minute I breathed, 
"I'm cumming for you, Kristie!" and my seed boiled from 
my balls into her depths. 

At the same time, Annie stuck a finger up my ass and the 
sensation made me shoot even more of a load than I 
usually do. I slowly pulled my cock out while Annie 
sucked it clean and then she went to work licking 
Kristie's jism-filled cunt.

The three of us showered cozily together and I was able 
to get a good look at Annie. She was at least 5'8" and a 
trim- full-busted blonde. She was a model and was 
leaving town in a few days to make her fortune in 
Atlanta.

"I wish I'd met you a long time ago, Dave" she sighed as 
she soaped my half-hard cock. "This dick and Kristie's 
sweet snatch are enough to make a girl settle down.

"I know what," she said suddenly as an idea came to her. 
"What would you say... what would both of you say... if 
I asked you to fuck me in the ass with this?"

Kristie's eyes about popped out of her head and her 
mouth dropped open when she heard the suggestion her 
friend made.

"No!" she said in disbelief. "You mean you could take 
that big thing up... there?"

"Well, I've been fucked in the ass by some who were 
almost as big," Annie responded, leisurely rubbing my 
growing meat. "I'll bet this would be absolutely 
fantastic inside my ass."

My hard-on certainly communicated what I thought of the 
idea. But I had reservations, too, but Annie was smart 
and well-prepared.

"I brought some condoms with me. Kristie told me that 
you couldn't use regular rubber. Most guys with big 
dicks can't. But these are called MAXX and are 
especially made for guys with thick, long dicks. Ooh, 
yeah. Like this beauty."

"God, I'd love to see that," Kristie said. "Dave's huge 
cock screwing that hole between your buns."

"Well, Sweetmeat, if you'd listened to me months ago, 
you could have been fucking my ass with a dildo by now," 
the blonde said. "But if you fuck my ass with this, 
Dave, it will sure give me something to remember you 
by."

Back in the bedroom, Annie unrolled the rubber over my 
shaft and I was particularly pleased that the brand of 
condom was larger at the base ring and was not as 
painfully tight as regular condoms are to me. Kristie 
was fascinated by the feel of my latex-covered cock and 
insisted she be allowed to lube it with the K-Y as well 
as help guide it into Annie's chute.

Annie lay on her back instead of getting on her hands 
and knees, saying she wanted to see my face as well as 
watch the action. Kristie first looked at Annie's 
puckered pore and declared that such a tiny opening 
couldn't possibly accommodate such a sizeable prick. 

She kissed the pink bud then started lubing it with the 
K-Y, sticking two fingers inside as far as she could. 
Then she slapped a generous amount on my condom-covered 
cock, relishing every moment as she lubed me. Kristie 
guided it to the waiting backdoor and breathily told me 
to do it.

I'd never fucked an asshole before, so I was excited as 
hell. Annie's ass virtually sucked me inside like a 
Hoover and pulled me deep. Yeah, it was tight, but even 
though she moaned and groaned, she kept urging me on. 
She wanted a big dick so I gave it to her.

Kristie was just fucking amazed as she watched me screw 
her friend's asshole. She sucked and chewed Annie's 
nipple while her hand reached around to squeeze and 
caress my balls, never once taking her eyes off of my 
cock. She would whisper, "Fuck her ass! Do it!" and that 
spurred me on and I really gave the blonde's ass a good 
plowing before I felt my cum rise. 

By then, Kristie's finger was playing around my 
sensitive sphincter and I couldn't hold back the torrent 
of cunt juice that filled the end of the rubber.

Kristie squeezed my balls, milking my sperm up and out 
until my cock began to shrink. I held onto the condom 
when I pulled out of the stretched orifice, and I smiled 
as Kristie looked inside Annie's gaping hole before it 
closed. She even stuck four fingers inside as the 
sphincter clenched shut. Annie removed the rubber and 
emptied my spunk over her chest and tits. 

Kristie lapped up the man-milk and passed it to her 
friend with erotic kisses. When I saw Kristie's firm 
butt sticking out so invitingly, I couldn't resist 
kissing each cheek and letting my tongue explore the 
tender pink pucker between the smooth globes and dip 
into the soupy morass of her cunt.

Before Annie left for Atlanta, she asked me three more 
times to plow her ass, which I did to Kristie's delight, 
and mine, of course. She left saying it would probably 
be awhile before she got plugged by another big cock and 
we told her when she wanted more, she could visit 
anytime.

Oh, no, Kristie hasn't said she wanted me to try to fuck 
her in the ass. She knows she's too small and still 
prefers to either take me in her mouth or in her cunt. 
Two out of three ain't bad.


3: My Cousin And I Fuck In England

For my cousin's 21st birthday, I had a big surprise. I 
had finally received an advance from a publisher on a 
book which required some research work in England. I 
wanted to take Kristie, but I knew I'd have to ask her 
father first.

Even though my uncle had never said anything to me, I 
figured he had a strong suspicion that his daughter and 
I were fucking. He'd made several comments about how he 
and his wife were glad she wasn't running around with a 
bad crowd or hadn't been knocked up by some uneducated 
druggie. I truly believe my uncle approved of my 
relationship with Kristie. And when I asked if I could 
take her to England, he was all for it. In fact, he 
asked me if he could help pay for the trip, but I said 
it was all arranged.

Of course, when I told Kristie, she was ecstatic. We 
were having lunch in a local burger joint and I could 
just feel the envious stares as the nubile beauty hugged 
me. Here I am, a 35-year-old balding writer and I've got 
this young beauty all but dry humping me in public. And 
of course, she was very demonstrative of her gratitude 
when we left. She insisted on giving me a thank-you 
blowjob right there in the parking lot until I delivered 
my own special sauce.

Kristie was still appreciatively horny when we flew to 
London. Our flight left New York at midnight and Kristie 
asked for a blanket and curled up quietly in the seat. 
Under cover, though, she gave me a slow, loving blow-job 
while I fingered her hot little twat.

Kristie took to London quickly. At the hotel, she went 
downstairs and came back twenty minutes later with a 
brunette fox. The girl was in her 20s, very British, 
very bi-sexual, and she'd naturally been drawn by 
Kristie's young look and beauty. Leslie was her name and 
she said she loved to make it with Americans.

"Then show me British hospitality," Kristie said, 
whipping off her skirt and panties. Leslie licked her 
lips at the sight of Kristie's American fur pie and she 
moved toward my cousin. Kristie settled onto the bed as 
Leslie settled comfortably between her legs. Kristie 
grabbed Leslie's head and held her in place, though I 
doubt Leslie was going to abandon her dining experience 
anytime soon. I hurriedly stripped and walked behind 
Leslie. I lifted her dress and ran my hand over her ass. 
It was covered with a pale yellow pair of panties which 
I slid off with no problem. 

I grabbed a condom and put it on and my cock homed in on 
the entrance to her cunt and slid in easily. She groaned 
into Kristie's quim and wiggled her ass.

"Cor, but I love a big one," she said as I began fucking 
her tight British box. Kristie squirmed under Leslie's 
tongue lashing and let out squeals of delight. She 
looked at me lovingly and I blew her a kiss as my cock 
hammered the London lass's puffy lips. Hot pussy oil 
dribbled down my dick onto my balls and ran down my 
thigh as slowly as maple syrup.

"Fuck me, Yank!" Leslie urged, her voice muffled in 
Kristie's folds. I was screwing her hard and fast and 
could feel the pressure building as I prepared to seal 
this international coupling with a hot load of cum.

Kristie saw how close I was and asked me to wait for 
her. She pulled Leslie's face even more snugly into her 
furrow and bucked her hips hard against the girl's face. 
I could see Kristie's firm thighs quivering as her 
orgasm approached and her tits flushed red, almost as 
red as her stiff nipples. She gasped and wailed as her 
climax consumed her and triggered my own release. My 
spunk raced up the length of my stalk and exploded into 
the reservoir at the tip.

Kristie insisted I pour my cum from the rubber onto 
Leslie's big British boobs so she could lap it up. I 
tongued my cousin's wet honeypot and even rimmed her 
sweet little asshole before we all stopped. I asked 
Leslie if she could recommend any interesting sex clubs 
for a couple of carnal Colonists.

"Well, that all depends, ducks," she said. "How kinky do 
you want to get?"

"Nothing illegal or painful," I replied.

"How long have you two been married?" Leslie asked. 
Kristie and I both laughed.

"Leslie, David's my cousin," Kristie explained. "This 
trip is my 21st birthday present, not a honeymoon." 
Leslie thought the arrangement was great and told us 
about how her first fuck had been with her handsome 
uncle.

"He's a politician, and I guess you know how much 
British politicians like to have it with whoever they 
can get." She told us about several interesting scenes, 
and suggested that we might enjoy visiting a "little 
place" she knew in the Soho district. I agreed to pay a 
visitor's fee to go to the club and perhaps participate. 
She made a phone call and within the hour we were riding 
the tube to the Oxford Street station.

As we walked along Threadneedle Street, I couldn't help 
comparing the attitudinal differences about sex between 
London and the United States. Shops selling adult 
merchandise like books and toys and clothing had 
attractive window displays and did not have the dirty, 
sleazy appearance as is often the case in the states. 
Even movie posters displayed in front of theaters 
unabashedly show the female breasts, just as the 
newspapers do. The British people, and even the European 
people, I understand, are far less afraid of human 
sexuality than Americans tend to be.

Leslie led us to a brick building and down a long flight 
of narrow stairs to a sub-basement level which was 
cheerfully decorated and well-lighted. We encountered 
several attractive people in various states of undress. 
I paid the agreed fee and we were ushered into a room 
where we were given lockers.

After voicing my particular concern about disease, 
Leslie led us to a large room where maybe twelve or so 
people were actively engaged in oral sex.

"Until someone is a member for awhile, they either use 
condoms or come in here," Leslie said. Kristie's fingers 
instinctively wrapped around my hardened cock as we took 
in the amazing spectacle before us. Men and women were 
sucking each other, to put it simply, both in couples 
and in groups. One man and two women formed a tight 
circle as one of the women devoured his cock while he 
burrowed hungrily between the thighs of the second 
woman, who was, I might add, older than the man by at 
least 20 years and quite hefty as well. She, in turn, 
was feasting at the shave trough of the first woman.

Next to us was a big-breasted girl and a man who was old 
enough to be her father. Leslie told us that he was, in 
fact, her uncle. She was celebrating her birthday and as 
a gift her uncle was bringing her into the club. He was 
licking her slit as she writhed in pleasure. As we 
watched, another couple, the man's son and wife, joined 
for some incestuous delights. The girl sucked in her 
cousin's stiff poker with enthusiasm while her aunt 
chewed on her sizeable melons.

"David, look!" Kristie whispered in awe as she pointed 
to another pile of flesh. A man who'd been jacking off 
his immense cock in front of two women was spraying 
gallons of thick white cream all over their wide-eyed 
faces and onto their flickering tongues. The stuff 
looked like glue as it clung to their cheeks in 
glistening globs. One woman, a sexy blonde, caught a 
thick wad smack across the nose and droplets of the 
stuff oozed slowly down the sides of her nose and her 
nostrils.

Suddenly, Kristie joined them and began thirstily 
lapping the syrupy semen from the women's faces. The man 
even offered her his dribbling spout and Kristie opened 
her mouth to try to engulf the immense cockhead. Just 
watching Kristie try to gulp that big cock was quite a 
sight.

I felt lips on my cock and looked down to see a 
beautiful black woman nibbling on my prick. Her skin was 
ebony in color, the blackest I'd ever seen.

"You're American, aren't you?" she asked, her British 
accent clipped and very refined. She was the daughter of 
an African diplomat and had been raised and educated in 
England.

"I love having sex with Americans," she said as she 
lazily licked my balls and lightly traced my prick with 
her long, gold-tipped fingernails. "Americans are so... 
forceful. Fuck my face with that big cock!" In an 
instant, her soft, full lips were surrounding my cock 
and her fingernails dug into my ass cheeks as she pulled 
me deep. I held her head and began fucking that hungry 
mouth of hers, hard and fast and rough.

I saw Kristie as she ate a woman's hairy snatch while a 
man and a woman tongued her own cunt and asshole. Even 
from where I was, I could see that my cousin's body was 
vibrating with pleasure and I fucked the African's 
sucking mouth. Wet, sloshy sounds came from her mouth 
and whimpering groans growled from deep in her throat as 
I plunged my pistoning prick in and out. My balls 
slapped steadily against her chin until, with a shout, 
my cum exploded from my cock, pouring down her throat 
like syrup. She gulped and swallowed, never gagging and 
not missing a drop.

Kristie was having a grand time sucking cocks, licking 
cunts, devouring assholes and gobbling tits. I just 
watched her as she enjoyed herself and explored. There 
were plenty of other attractive women to watch and I 
certainly watched plenty.

This club wasn't the only one we visited while in 
England. We attended a live discipline show where men 
and women acted out scenarios which ultimately ended 
with someone baring a spankable ass which soon became 
red when the spanking was administered. But probably the 
most intriguing encounter was with a gentleman I'll just 
call The Earl.

The Earl lives in one of the many mansions which dot the 
English countryside. He was aware of our desire for safe 
sex and had already outlined what he wanted. His 
particular turn-on was watching incestuous sex of any 
and all sorts. Europe has always been a stronghold of 
incest, particularly among the wealthy and the nobility 
to "keep the royal bloodlines pure and untainted."

Kristie wore a long, blue dress to the estate and looked 
sexy as hell. The partying was already in full swing 
when we arrived in a rental car. The Earl met us at the 
door and led us into the grand hall which was lavishly 
decorated with erotic nude paintings and sculptures. 
Everyone in the room was dressed, but hands were easily 
caressing breasts and cupping crotches.

The Earl introduced us to a couple I'll call Catherine 
and George. Catherine appeared to be in her late forties 
and George was around 30. Catherine was George's mother, 
but they behaved like the lovers they were as George had 
his arm around his mother's shoulder and was firmly 
holding a large breast. Catherine seemed quite 
nonplussed by this, even in front of strangers.

"How long has he been slipping his manhood into your 
grotto?" Catherine asked Kristie. "Georgie and I have 
been at it for... how long has it been, dear."

"Now, Mother, you're embarrassing Kristie," George said.

"Nonsense," Catherine dismissed the comment. "She has 
fuck-me eyes and loves talking about it almost as much 
as she enjoys doing it, isn't that right?" Kristie was 
embarrassed, all right, but she smiled and nodded. 
Catherine reached out and stroked Kristie's bare arm and 
commented wistfully about her smooth, youthful skin.

"Perhaps before the evening is over, you'll allow me to 
taste you," Catherine said. Then she reached down and 
wrapped her fingers around the sizable bulge in her 
son's crotch.

"Right now I must wrap my lips around this. Come along, 
George," she said, leading him away. Kristie's eyes were 
wide with surprise at the sensual displays we 
encountered at The Earl's manor. Eventually, we found 
ourselves in an orgy room where maybe 20 or so people 
were fucking and sucking, reaming and rimming. In no 
time, we had joined the festivities, easily melting into 
the hot mass of writhing bodies. I tasted the cunts of 
nieces and aunts, grandmothers and granddaughters and I 
had many mouths explore my family jewels and ass. 

Kristie seemed to enjoy so many dicks and pussies as 
well. She was reamed, rammed, sucked and had her stomach 
filled with pussy cream and cum. By the time we left, 
both of us were tired and sore but satisfied. We slept 
into the next afternoon and spent the rest of the day 
and evening snuggling in the bed.

We also took a few days to go see the adult sights in 
Amsterdam, Copenhagen and Hamburg, but that is another 
story.


4: Kristie And I Do Europe

My cousin Kristie and I had a great time when we visited 
England. I guess we really made a big hit with The Earl. 
He was the one who insisted on escorting us to Europe's 
hottest sex capitals.

Amsterdam was a sex fiend's delight. Sex shops galore, 
legal prostitution, everything imaginable, much of which 
is either illegal or just not popular in America, was 
readily available there. You can be bound, gagged and 
fucked or pissed on or you can do the pissing. Kristie 
walked around wide-eyed and eager to see everything.

The Earl knew of a place that catered to his special 
interests, of course, and took us to a large house out 
in the countryside. The three-story house was probably 
someone's private home but it was outfitted in most of 
the rooms for sex. 

Each room had cushions, mattresses, beds, bottles of 
body oils, towels and sex toys. There was a very large 
bathroom on each floor outfitted with toilet, bidet, two 
showers and a big bathtub. The tub in the ground level 
bathroom was a large sunken affair made of marble.

When we arrived, the door was opened by a strikingly 
beautiful young blonde who looked to be 18 years old. 
Oh, and she was naked except for a white garter, 
stockings and high heels. The bright red nipples on her 
full breasts were quite stiff and the shimmer of wetness 
I saw told me that they'd recently been sucked or 
licked.

Her smile was warm and she greeted us in Flemish and led 
us into the dressing room. Actually, undressing room was 
more like it. She chatted as we undressed, telling 
Kristie and me about how much she loved American 
television shows and how she was hoping to visit America 
one day soon. She was very friendly and I wondered if 
she ever entered any beauty pageants. She and Kristie 
seemed to take to each other immediately. Her name was 
Marta and she and her family were our hosts.

Marta eyed my semi-erect cock and complimented me. She 
asked permission to welcome us to her home, then dropped 
to her knees. She took my balls in both hands, hefting 
them in her cool palms. Pursing her lips, Marta kissed 
the tip of my hard cock. Her tongue darted out and 
started teasing the sensitive spot on the underside 
right behind the head. Damn, she sure knew how to make a 
man feel welcomed. She looked up at me with those 
beautiful blue eyes of hers and smiled.

Then she quit, going over to Kristie. She kissed 
Kristie's small tits, then they locked lips in a deep, 
passionate kiss. Marta was sliding two fingers into 
Kristie's snatch and when they finally broke the kiss, 
Marta raised her fingers and sensuously licked Kristie's 
quim cream from them. I could see from the look in their 
eyes that they wanted more time together but Marta, the 
conscientious hostess, kept her cool and led us down the 
hall to the ball room. 

I watched Marta's ass as she led the way, my cock 
gripped in Kristie's hand, and I remember thinking how 
hot and tight Marta's asshole would feel and how I hoped 
I'd get the opportunity to do something with her.

And quite a ball room it was. About a dozen people were 
in the room in various stages of fucking and sucking. A 
silver-haired woman who looked to be in her sixties was 
sucking a huge black cock while a woman plunged her ass 
with a dildo. Marta, her fingers tickling my asshole, 
told me that the woman sucking the black dick was the 
mother of the woman who was fucking her ass. 

In fact, The Earl told me, the elderly lady was Marta's 
grandmother and it was Marta's aunt who was drilling her 
own mother's asshole. Incest is a very acceptable sex 
practice throughout Europe.

Marta told us that her twin sister, Gerta, was in the 
playroom in the basement. Marta gave us a tour of the 
house, and in every room there was heated action of 
every sort going on. In one of the bathrooms a woman sat 
on the toilet awaiting men who would pee and splash 
their amber onto her pussy and chest. The Earl obliged 
her, pissing a hard stream onto her clit and splashing 
her tits. I was too stiff to pee, though. Marta, Kristie 
and the woman offered to help by relieving me of my 
load, but I politely declined.

Marta's mother was upstairs in a bedroom participating 
in a seven-person daisy chain. She had a mouthful of 
cock when I saw her and we stood watching while the 
group sucked away. I guess it was too much for Kristie 
who dragged Marta into a corner and they quickly started 
eating each other out. 

Naturally I watched until I just had to join in. I put 
my hands on Kristie's ass and Marta guided my bloated 
cock into my cousin's fuck hole. Marta lapped away at my 
balls and she fingered my asshole as Kristie worked on 
her blonde box.

Considering all the stimulation I'd had since our 
arrival, I'm amazed I lasted more than a minute fucking 
Kristie but I eventually dumped a load into her tight, 
familiar pussy. My cock slipped out into Marta's hungry 
mouth and she eagerly licked and sucked me clean and 
dry. Then I watched as Marta went for the spunk I'd 
unloaded into Kristie. 

Marta's hands roamed all over Kristie, caressing and 
teasing and stimulating her every sensitive spot. He 
mouth seemed to devour Kristie, the lips of Kristie's 
pussy surrounding and enveloping Marta's lips and tongue 
as though trying to pull the girl inside.

Kristie was thoroughly enjoying the action, and she 
reached out for my hand. As she kept reaching satisfying 
climax after climax, I realized that my feeling for 
Kristie were much stronger than cousin-cousin affection. 
Despite the 17 year age difference, I realized I loved 
her deeply. That we enjoyed exploring our sexuality 
together just made that bond stronger.

I felt a hand caress my thigh and saw Marta's mother 
joining us. Her hand stroked my half-hard cock as she 
introduced herself and asked what my relation to Kristie 
was. Then she asked how long we'd been having sex and I 
told her that we had started on Kristie's 18th birthday. 
I told her that Kristie had wanted to read the sex 
stories I wrote and eventually we began to enjoy one 
another. She asked if any of our families knew and I 
told her that I strongly suspected that Kristie's father 
knew.

"Yes, the father will know," Gitte said. "But he will 
approve. He may even be jealous. Kristie is a lovely 
girl. Marta likes her very much, I can tell." Gitte and 
I watched Marta still scooping my semen with her tongue 
and slurping it down along with Kristie's flow.

"Marta is good, yes?" she asked Kristie.

"Ooh, yes-s-s!" Kristie gasped as she rode another 
climax.

"Yes, I taught her how. Mine was her first pussy." Gitte 
matter-of-factly probed her daughter's cunt with three 
fingers, then she withdrew them, glistening with cunt 
dew. Gitte licked a finger then offered me her other 
basted digits. "Marta and Gerta taste wonderful, yes?" I 
told her that we hadn't met Gerta yet but if she tasted 
as good as her sister, I hoped to meet her soon.

"Do they get their good taste from their mother?" I 
asked. She offered to let me find out for myself. As I 
lay on my back, Gitte straddled my face and lowered her 
trimmed twat to my lips. Her heady juice was tart and 
good. Her clit was almost as large as my finger and I 
wrapped my lips around it as she sucked my cock into her 
moist mouth. We didn't rush but lazily enjoyed the 
feeling. 

I sensed when Marta and Kristie moved and Kristie joined 
me in dining at Gitte's portal while Marta's tongue 
lapped at my balls and teased my sphincter. I recall 
thinking that sex education at home must indeed be an 
important aspect of their lifestyle because Marta was 
surely an honor student!

When she insinuated her tongue inside my asshole, I 
realized why Kristie had enjoyed her so much. Marta has 
an exceptionally long tongue which writhed and squirmed 
deliciously up my ass. No wonder Kristie had enjoyed 
being eaten by her. She and her mother soon had me on 
the verge and when I came, Gitte swallowed, letting some 
of my cum drip down my cock so Marta could enjoy it. 
Then they kissed and pulled Kristie and me into a four-
way kiss of dancing tongues and the sharing of my cum.

The four of us took a refreshing shower together, then, 
looking for The Earl, we made our way to the playroom, 
in actuality a room equipped with a great many restraint 
devices, straps and chains. The Earl was on his back, 
strapped to a leather-covered bench, while an elderly 
woman ground her sparsely-haired slit over his face. I 
didn't understand what she was saying to him, but Gitte 
explained that The Earl liked to have a fantasy 
fulfilled of eating out his grandmother's pussy. The 
woman was not, of course, his real grandmother, but he 
enjoyed it nevertheless.

"He will orgasm without being touched," Marta added. 
"See?" Sure enough, The Earl's slender red cock trembled 
and then began spewing streamers of cum into the air. 
The elderly woman grabbed his spewing cock and urged 
him, Gitte translated, to "cum lustily for Granny." He 
did just that, spurting an incredible amount of semen up 
and out of his cock.

Kristie touched my arm and indicated a couple across the 
room. A woman was bent over a table, her legs spread and 
her ankles bound. A man was behind her, plunging his 
cock in and out of her asshole.

That's Gerta,' Kristie told me. I saw her blonde hair 
and Gitte's look of pride assured me that I was indeed 
watching Marta's twin being soundly reamed by a sizeable 
cock. I wondered if Marta was into assfuking, too, then 
I figured that in such a liberated environment, the 
sisters probably did everything imaginable as long as it 
felt good.

We were invited to stay overnight with Gitte and Marta 
and Gerta. Since we all slept in the same big bed (when 
we did sleep) we groped and grabbed and sucked and 
fucked in many combinations. Gitte's husband was out of 
town on government business so I was the only male among 
the four sexy women. Fortunately for me, and for them, 
too, they were able and eager to satisfy each other when 
I was unable. 

I loved watching Kristie being pleasured by the greedy, 
avid tongues of the twins as their mother and I watched. 
I gave Gitte a long, tender fuck before I drifted off to 
sleep, only to be awakened to breakfast in bed: four 
scrumptious slices of sweet womanhood.

By the time we left the next afternoon, Kristie had 
developed a real bond with the girls. Accompanied by The 
Earl we went to Hamburg. He took us in a roundabout way 
to a secretive, private club located in a warehouse near 
the docks. The club is a very private one with a select 
membership who could bring discreet guests. Naturally we 
felt honored and when we saw the plush interior of the 
club and were offered drinks, we quickly felt 
comfortable and at ease.

The Earl spoke with someone and returned to tell us that 
we were in luck. He led us to a small, dimly-lit room 
where he was joined by a red haired, busty woman who was 
naked. We sat down and The Earl pressed a button and the 
draperies parted. The window looked into another, larger 
room, brightly lit and with mirrored walls. In the 
center of the room was a bed and a single doorway 
provided the only entrance.

The Earl explained that the "mirrors" were one-way glass 
panels and that some half-dozen rooms surrounded the 
room with the bed. As he spoke the woman was taking his 
clothes off. I wasn't yet sure of what we were about to 
see, but I sensed an electric air of anticipation. I put 
my arm around Kristie and she pressed her body to mine.

The Earl told us that we were going to witness a young 
man being fucked by his mother for the first time. Since 
his own first sexual experience had been with his 
mother, this was a particular favorite scene for him to 
watch.

After a few minutes' wait the door opened and a brunette 
woman entered. She was about my age, 37 or so, maybe 
five-and-a-half feet tall, attractive, though not 
strikingly so. She looked as though she was someone's 
mother, if you know what I mean. She wore a loose-
fitting, floor-length white robe as she walked in. 

She took the robe off and let it drop to the floor, then 
she crawled onto the bed, her arms modestly covering her 
heavy tits. Kristie began stroking the inside of my 
thigh as she, too, felt the growing tension. I tweaked 
her stiff nipples through her sweater as we watched the 
door.

It opened and in walked a strapping young man about six 
feet tall who bore an obvious resemblance to the woman 
on the bed. He, too, wore a robe, which he shrugged off 
by the bed. His cock was average in size and 
uncircumcised was already stiff and jerking with 
excitement as his mother looked at it. The Earl adjusted 
the controls of a speaker so we could hear them. I don't 
speak German but I imagined I could understand the gist 
of their conversation.

"My son, I have wanted you for some time," she seemed to 
be saying as her hand stroked his hip. Kristie's fingers 
were gripping the hard-on in my pants and I put my hand 
under her sweater to feel her wonderful cupcake tits. 
The young man closed his eyes as his mother began 
fondling his sex, stroking his cock with one hand and 
playing with his balls.

The mother lovingly kissed her son's knob and then 
opened her mouth and let her son's cock slide between 
her full lips and over her tongue. The Earl groaned and 
I looked over to see the red-head sucking his cock. My 
hand had made its way from Kristie's tits downward under 
her waistband. She was busy unzipping me to release my 
swollen cock.

The mother let her son's erection slip from her sucking 
mouth. Her expression told me that she wanted to taste 
her son's liquid love offering, but she also wanted to 
feel him in her cunt and to fuck his mother. But first, 
he bent down a planted a kiss on his mother's pussy, 
showing love and respect for the same orifice he had 
exited some years before. We could see his tongue 
lapping her flow and we could hear her moan and whimper 
with pleasure.

here is something special about relatives having sex 
together, whether it be cousins, like Kristie and I, a 
mother and son, sisters like Marta and Gerta or 
whatever. Two consenting people having sex is wonderful, 
but when two people who are related are physically 
intimate, it really is beautiful to watch. I understood 
why The Earl enjoyed watching. Without a word, Kristie 
slipped her clothes off and I did the same. Facing the 
window,my petite cousin, her feet on my chair, straddled 
my lap and lowered her pussy onto my straining nine 
inches. She was hot, slick and tight as she impaled 
herself.

By the time all of my shaft was inside her, the young 
man had his prick inside his mother and was fucking her 
fast. I knew he would cum quickly but I also knew that 
he was young enough to be able to go for several bouts 
in rapid succession.

After only a minute or so he yelled, "Mein gott!" and 
drove his prick deep into his mother. I had been 
tickling Kristie's clit and she shuddered and her cunt 
muscles spasmed around my cock. I heard The Earl grunt 
and saw the woman's cheeks puff out as he filled her 
mouth with cum. 

The son eventually resumed fucking his mother's cum-
filled hole and Kristie rose and fell on my cock as I 
held onto her hips. I flooded her pussy at about the 
same time the young man came for the third time. His 
cock slipped out of her saturated snatch and she sucked 
him then gave him a loving blowjob as only a mother 
could give.

Kristie and I watched The Earl fuck the red-head's 
Teutonic twat and then we left the club. We returned 
that night to watch some other interesting shows but the 
following day we boarded our home-bound flight, tired, 
satisfied, and more in love with each other than before. 
We even discussed our next move once we got back to the 
states. We didn't expect anything like what happened 
when we got back, though.


5: The Twins In America

Kristie's father met us at the airport. My uncle, I had 
felt, knew that I was fucking his daughter. But he 
didn't seem worried or concerned. Not even when we told 
him that we had decided to live together. Actually, he 
seemed relieved. He also handed Kristie a telegram. 
Marta and Gerta, the lovely twins from Copenhagen, 
planned to visit the United States and wanted to know if 
they could visit with us.

Within a week Kristie had moved in with me. Fortunately 
I had plenty of room, and since we share a bed, she 
didn't need to worry with bringing one along. Her mother 
was a bit less accepting of our situation than her 
father had been, but she got over it. Kristie and I soon 
established a great domesticity. She attended school and 
worked part time. Our home life was great and our sex 
life was even better.

We had been living together for a month when the twins 
arrived from Copenhagen. When we met them at the airport 
we couldn't tell them apart. Marta has a small mole on 
her right breast, though, so when we got home we were 
soon able to tell them apart. The first thing we did was 
form a daisy chain with me lapping at Marta's pussy 
while she sucked Kristie, who in turn went after Gerta's 
cream. And Gerta, of course, had her mouth busy on my 
cock and balls, getting me ready for the assfucking she 
wanted from me.

Marta rolled the condom onto my hard-on while Kristie 
fingered and relaxed Gerta's puckered asshole. She even 
tongued it, getting it primed for probing. Kristie got 
her head under us so she could lick Gerta's cunt and my 
balls as I fucked the blonde Dane. Marta squeezed her 
sister's tits and kissed me, the taste of Kristie's quim 
still fresh and sweet on her lips.

As happened when I had fucked Kristie's friend, Annie, 
in the ass, I didn't last long. An asshole is so much 
tighter than a pussy, even more so when the cock is big. 
Gerta had told us she loved being bumfucked by a big one 
and I was only to glad to oblige. With Kristie's saliva 
in her ass and a gob of saliva Marta dripped onto my 
sheathed cock, I was able to slide into Gerta's rear 
chute without much strain.

The blonde loved being shafted in the ass; she had told 
us so when we met her and her twin in Copenhagen. She 
preferred it to fucking because she didn't have to worry 
about getting pregnant or having her period. And while 
she was getting her ass fucked, her pussy was available 
to be eaten, as Kristie was doing. Gerta writhed and met 
my thrusts and she grunted and mumbled about how good it 
felt.

I felt the familiar twitch inside as my prostate reacted 
to the stimulation. My cum started its swift, final 
journey as Kristie squeezed my balls. "Shoot, Dave!" I 
heard her say. Marta stuck her wet tongue in my ear and 
Gerta's ass clenched around my cock like a vise. My cum 
started filling the end of the condom and Marta fingered 
my asshole, probing inside to coax even more of my seed 
out.

When I pulled out of Gerta's stretched anal pore, 
Kristie grabbed the condom while Marta bent down to kiss 
and tongue her sister's gaping orifice. When I saw 
Marta's long, pink tongue slither into her twin's rear 
tunnel, my cock gave a jerk and drooled a final few 
drops into the bloated condom. Kristie deftly removed 
the sheath, gave my reddened cock a kiss, then emptied 
the milky contents onto Gerta's butt cheeks.

With my warm spunk dripping onto Gerta's ass, Kristie 
and Marta began lapping the sauce from Gerta's still-
quivering buns until it was gone. Then Gerta turned 
around and the four of us exchanged long, deep kisses 
before I just had to lie down to rest. I watched the 
three inexhaustible beauties pleasure one another for 
the next hour. The twins had brought along a couple of 
strap-on dildos which they used on Kristie and each 
other. 

At one point, Gerta had Kristie don the fake cock and, 
after she impaled her cunt on her sister's prong, she 
directed Kristie to fuck her ass. It was the first time 
I had ever witnessed a double penetration as the two 
sizeable latex cocks skewered Gerta's two orifices.

Kristie sure seemed to enjoy her dominant position 
behind Gerta, and she kept looking at me and smiling as 
she thrust powerfully into Gerta's ass. That's when the 
thought occurred to me: what would it be like to have my 
cousin fuck my ass? The more I thought about it, the 
more the idea turned me on. I kept mulling it over while 
we showed and I waited until we were eating dinner 
before I mentioned it.

Kristie got tremendously excited at the suggestion. The 
twins were amazed that I was an anal virgin. Among their 
vast circle of friends in Copenhagen and throughout 
Europe, men regularly took cocks in the ass, both fake 
and real ones. It had nothing to do with homosexuality 
or bisexuality. Just sexuality. If it felt good and made 
you cum and didn't hurt anyone, what was the harm? 
That's when we got into a serious discussion about 
American attitudes about sex.

By the time we got to the bedroom, I was stiff with 
anticipation of what was to come. Rather than get on my 
hands and knees, I laid on my back so I could watch 
everything. Kristie again strapped on a dildo, a thinner 
version of the cock she had used earlier on Gerta, and 
it was now standing erotically from between her legs. 

While I held my legs behind the knees, Marta began 
licking my sphincter and pushing her tongue deep inside. 
Gerta lubricated Kristie's cock with some K-Y jelly and 
then Marta stuck several jelly-covered fingers up my 
ass.

Gerta lodged the head of the cock at the round entrance 
to my bowels. I looked deeply into Kristie's eyes and 
saw the excitement and love inside her. Marta held my 
steely cock as Kristie slowly pushed the knob past my 
relaxed sphincter and began the probing journey into my 
never-fucked passage. My cousin my own flesh and blood 
looked deeply, lovingly, into my eyes and her smile 
spoke volumes. She was fucking me, just as I had fucked 
her for the past three years.

The twins were on either side of me, watching closely as 
Kristie's cock disappeared into my ass and then 
reappeared. They took turns licking the leaking head of 
my cock and sucking my balls and nibbling Kristie's 
small but stiff nipples.

"Fuck him!" Marta whispered throatily, though Kristie 
needed no encouragement. "He welcomes you in his ass. 
His prick is stiff and leaks so much tasty juice." On 
cue, Gerta lapped up some pre-cum and offered her 
extended tongue to Kristie, who licked my stuff right 
off and then sucked Gerta's tongue into her mouth.

That dildo was massaging my prostate like mad and I 
knew, just as when I fucked someone else in the ass and 
couldn't hold off long, I was going to cum soon. Marta 
and Gerta knew it by the way my cock got darker and 
swelled even more.

"Oh, yes-s-s," Gerta hissed. Kristie drove her dick into 
me hard and deep as my entire body jerked powerfully and 
uncontrollably. My cum seemed to burn as it erupted from 
my cockhead like lava from a volcano and spurted high in 
the air, splatting onto Kristie's right boob. Gerta 
immediately began licking Kristie's small icing-covered 
tit while her sister attached her sucking mouth to my 
spitting knob and drank down the semen Kristie's ass 
fuck had pounded out of me.

Naturally my ass was sore but dear Kristie administered 
soothing kisses and cooling wet caresses from her tongue 
after she withdrew the dong. The twins kissed each other 
and me, swapping oysters of my cum. I was exhausted and 
quickly fell asleep, the three young women kissing and 
caressing my body.

I awoke after about eight hours of much-needed sleep. 
The girls brought me breakfast in bed and wouldn't let 
me lift a finger. Well, they fed me breakfast but I did 
finger the trio of juicy pussies, two blonde and one 
chestnut tufted cunts. For dessert, I was treated to a 
triple blowjob. WOW! The two more days the girls visited 
were mind-boggling when it came to sexual thrills. Their 
knowledge of sexual thrills seemed enormous and by the 
time they left I was drained, tired and wiped out.

It was good to be with Kristie, alone and with no sexual 
tension between us for a few days. We talked, we 
laughed, we communicated, we solidified our feelings for 
each other. We both felt the tenderness and love we had 
for one another. And after a few days, we felt the 
desire to express our feelings. It was when we were in 
bed, listening to Classical music, when Kristie began 
undulating her butt against my oiled cock, which began 
to straighten out and thicken, much to Kristie's 
delight.

"Dave," my cousin said, slightly parting her legs so my 
cock could slide between her thighs. "How would you like 
to fuck my asshole?" She had told me long ago that she 
wanted my cock to be the only one she'd fuck, now she 
wanted me in her backside.

"Kristie, I don't want to hurt you," I said, hugging her 
tightly.

"Gerta and Marta told me how to do it. They even left me 
some butt plugs so I could stretch my hole for you." She 
turned, her freckled nose inches from mine, those brown 
eyes full of love. "Besides, I want it. I love you, 
Dave. So what if it hurts a little. Annie loved your 
cock in her ass. So did Gerta and Marta. It feels good 
to me to have my asshole fingered or even to put the 
butt plugs in there. I want you now."

We made something of a romantic production of my taking 
Kristie's anal cherry. Candles and soft light, romantic 
music, a little wine, some well-placed pillows and 
plenty of lubrication, we were prepared. With her lovely 
pert butt thrust out and up and with her legs drawn up, 
her pink pucker was really inviting. Before I lubed it, 
I just had to kiss it and stick my tongue into the hot, 
musky interior. Kristie had her hands on the sides of my 
head and played with my ears while I rimmed and reamed 
her. She whimpered and moaned, sighed and squealed as I 
tongued her passage until she told me she was ready. 

I put plenty of the cool gel inside her asshole and then 
applied a generous amount to my cock. Kristie then 
firmly grabbed my cock and guided the mushroom knob to 
her awaiting sphincter. Her cheeks were flushed with 
excitement, her eyes wide with anticipation and her 
nipples were like rockets.

I pressed forward ever so slightly and Kristie inhaled 
sharply, but still smiled. I waited for the round muscle 
to relax and let my cock inside. I could feel the 
sphincter's tension slowly ease and my thick crown 
slowly moved into her portal. 

She sucked in her lower lip but I didn't see any sign of 
pain or discomfort on her face. I knew that my cock was 
stretching her wider than she'd ever been stretched, 
butt plugs or not. I looked down and watched as the rim 
of my knob slid inside her sphincter and the muscle 
clamped down on the top of the shaft.

Kristie felt it and gleefully laughed. "Your cock feels 
wonderful in my ass, Dave," she said softly. "I just 
knew it would."

"I hope it feels as good to you as I felt when you 
fucked me the other day."

"Probably better," she said. "Your cock is real. Hmm, 
give me more." There was still quite a way to go before 
all 9 inches would be inside; I just hoped like hell I 
could delay cumming long enough to get all of it inside. 
Kristie held my shoulders as I pressed forward and again 
felt my cock slowly make its way into her tunnel, 
widening the walls as the head led the way. My cousin's 
pixie face twitched and her body trembled every fraction 
of an inch my cock advanced. A constant moan of delight 
came from her throat and her hands slid behind my neck 
as she slowly pulled me inside.

Deeper my prick slid and the tightness was incredible. 
The only thing that prevented me from giving in to the 
pleasure was that this was a special experience that 
both of us were to enjoy. I could feel Kristie's inner 
muscles spasm around my cock both resisting my invasion 
and welcoming it.

I felt the hairs on my balls when they made contact with 
Kristie's ass and I looked to see barely an inch or so 
of my cock yet to go. "Almost there, Kristie," I said 
through clenched teeth. The freckles stood out on her 
nose; her nostrils were flared and beads of sweat were 
forming on her forehead. That she was going through such 
discomfort as a means to pleasure both herself and me 
only increased my desire to be gentle and to give her 
all the satisfaction and joy that I could.

I licked the sweat from her forehead and covered her 
face with kisses as I felt my pubic bone meet hers. My 
entire nine inches of thick, steel-hard cock were buried 
entirely, almost impossibly, inside my petite cousin's 
backside. Kristie was laughing with delight, her bowels 
stuffed with cock, cock that was ready to explode.

I eased backward, my cock sliding smoothly as it 
withdrew. Kristie hugged me tightly and I again filled 
her. The sweet scent of her pussy filled the room as her 
juice flowed from her cunt and ran down to help 
lubricate my cock and cling to my pubic curls.

"Fuck me, Dave," Kristie said as she rode the crest of a 
climactic wave. "Ooh, love me! Deep! Hard! Cum in my 
ass! Oh, God, love me!"

"I do love you, Kristie," I answered as my hips drove my 
cock smoothly in and out of her ass. I knew I was only 
seconds away from shooting and I wanted us to cum 
together. Kristie whimpered and started gasping as my 
cock swelled inside her, setting off her own body-
wracking orgasm. Her spasming ass muscles clenched 
around my cock and milked my juice up and out to soothe 
the burning heat in her rectum.

Kristie hugged me tightly as she gasped and writhed 
beneath me. I made guttural grunts as my prick spit gobs 
of semen into her squirming ass and my mouth found hers 
and we kissed, gasping and breathing into one another. 
Kristie's ass was filled with cock and cum and she 
wanted both inside her for as long as possible.

We were sweaty and exhausted when we both finished 
cumming. When I saw the tears in Kristie's eyes, tears 
of happiness and love, not pain, my own eyes got misty. 
Her ass eventually gave up its hold on my drained piece 
and cum poured from her raw rear when my reddened cock 
slipped out. We slept entwined in one another's arms.


6: Virgin Territory

Kristie and I recently participated in an event that I 
just have to write about. A few months ago I received a 
letter from a family in Tennessee who had been following 
my stories and how I had developed this relationship 
with my cousin Kristie. It turned out that this family 
was very much into incestuous relationships and wanted 
to correspond with someone who understood the sort of 
family loving they enjoyed.

When they invited us to attend one of their family 
gatherings, Kristie and I got in the car and drove. We 
went through the Great Smoky Mountains and about a half 
hour from Gatlinburg was where we met the "Jones" 
family. The Jones farm is composed of 200 acres of 
pasture, fields, forested mountainside and a few clear 
mountain stream. The main house is a huge Victorian-
style structure with two huge old oak trees in the front 
yard. 

Jake Jones had explained that the annual party we were 
attending was a combination family reunion and a rite of 
passage. This year, three family members, two girls and 
one boy, had turned eighteen and would be welcomed into 
the sexual fun the family enjoyed.

Kristie was excited and antsy for most of the trip. Her 
nipples poked her t-shirt and she rubbed her horny 
crotch through her shorts. I was half-hard and had to 
refuse Kristie's offer of a blowjob at one of the scenic 
overlooks because I didn't want to risk blowing my load 
and missing anything that weekend. I mean, I love 
Kristie but I can always get a blowjob from her; this 
was a once-a-year event and I wanted to save all my 
energy.

It's a good thing I waited.

The driveway to the main house was about a mile long and 
when we arrived there were a dozen vehicles with license 
tags from all over the country. Jake came out of the 
house to greet us. Jake is 46, tall, rugged and with a 
shock of prematurely-gray hair. He was dressed casually 
and he was accompanied by two attractive women he 
introduced as his daughters, Jeanne and Martha. Both 
were in their early to mid-twenties and both wore loose 
dresses ("Easier to get out of," Martha told us later.)

Jake was friendly and made us feel welcomed and relaxed. 
Jeanne whispered in his ear. Jake smiled. "Jeanne likes 
bald heads, Dave. She want to hold your head between her 
thighs!" Jeanne grinned at me. I felt a bit embarrassed 
by the boldness. However, my cock was stiffening in my 
jeans. Kristie rubbed the front of my jeans.	

"He's a great pussy eater, Jeanne," she said. "And so am 
I. I hope I can get a taste while we're here."

"Hot damn!" Jake laughed. "Honey, show Kristie that 
honeypot of yours. You, too, Martha!" 

Both young women immediately lifted their dresses to 
reveal their unpantied lower bodies. Their pubic 
triangles were neatly trimmed and their lips were 
visible. Martha had an extremely large clitoris which 
jutted out. Kristie reached out with both hands and 
cupped both pussies, wiggling a finger between the lips 
and making the sisters groan.

Jake laughed again. "Kristie, you'd best wait until we 
get inside or you'll start an orgy right here!"

All three women, Kristie, Martha and Jeanne, looked at 
Jake and simultaneously said, "An orgy sounds good." 

We all laughed then and then made our way onto the big 
porch and into the house. Inside, it reminded me of the 
many country homes I'd been inside, including my 
grandmother's. However, my grandmother was never, to my 
knowledge anyway, caught sitting fully clothed on an 
ottoman sucking on the stiff cock of a guy young enough 
to be her grandson. 

That's what we saw when we entered the living room. Jake 
confirmed that the silver-haired woman was his 68-year-
old aunt and the cock she was sucking belonged to her 
grandson.

"Rob just loves his granny's gum jobs," Jake said. I saw 
her false teeth lying on the coffee table and we watched 
as Rob gave way to the pleasure and let his spunk shoot 
into his grandmother's hungry mouth. She swallowed his 
offering without letting a drop escape her lips. After 
she let his softened cock slip from her mouth, she 
replaced her teeth and came over to greet Kristie and 
me.

"Girls, why don't you give our company here a real 
Tennessee howdy do while I go back to the kitchen to 
help with supper?" Well, their idea of a Tennessee 
welcome is to strip the guests and give them a tongue 
bathe. In no time, Martha and Jeanne were joined by a 
half-dozen other women, sisters, mothers, all related 
and all eager to meet, greet and eat the visitors. I 
watched as one woman I later learned was Jake's sister, 
got between Kristie's legs and devoured my cousin's 
sweet cunt, much to Kristie's delight.

I got my share of the oralism as well. The girls all 
loved my cock, or "that big wanger," as one called it, 
and it received plenty of lip service and tongue 
lashings, I assure you. Glenda, a 40-ish red-head, with 
a million freckles and huge, pillowy tits, got her 
tongue deep in my asshole and let that muscle squirm 
away in my steamy rear passage. I finally spewed my 
pent-up load and it was thirstily shared by most of the 
women. Jake's sister was sucking Kristie to a screaming 
orgasm and didn't get any, though.

I asked where the men in the family were. Jake was 
probing his niece's asshole with his cock when I asked. 
"They're out in the woods huntin' or fishin' down to the 
trout stream," Jake said. "Never could figure why a man 
would want to shoot a rifle when he could shoot his wad 
or why he'd want to mess with a fishin' pole when 
there's women around who want to play with his pole. But 
that's okay. Just means we got our pick of pussy and 
tits."

"And ass, Uncle Jake," his niece said as he pumped away 
between her fleshy cheeks. "Hmm, you fuck my ass so 
good," she said as she lowered her face into Jeanne's 
pussy. 

Meanwhile, Glenda got behind Jake, spread his cheeks and 
plunged her active tongue into his ass. Kristie cuddled 
up to me and I automatically put my arm around her and 
cupped her small breast while we watched this segment of 
the Jones family do what seemed natural, rimming and 
sucking and fucking, the picture of pleasurable incest.

After a while, we showered and dressed and then Jake 
took us on a tour. He pointed to a house in the distance 
and said that was where the "young 'uns" were as well as 
the adults who didn't get involved in the intimate fun.

"We got two preachers in the family, Dave," he told me. 
"My brother's one and my aunt's husband. Both of 'em are 
over to the other house. Oh, they don't preach against 
what we're doing. They just don't party and all. My 
brother likes to fuck Martha and maybe a couple more. My 
aunt's husband loves to read a sermon while a woman 
fucks his ass with a fake dick and he jacks off. Weird, 
huh?" Jake laughed and said that the world was full of 
strange things.

When we got to the barn, Kristie and I got an idea of 
just how strange things could be in the Jones family. 
Jake explained the ceremony we would watch that night. 
He said the three newcomers would lie naked on the three 
waist-high platforms there in the barn and all the 
members of the family would stroke, lick, kiss, suck, 
feel, whatever, except the privilege of the first fuck 
went to the parent. Tom's mother, Glenda, would be his 
first fuck, and the girls would get dicked by their 
daddies.

"Charlotte, one of the girls, is my preacher brother's 
daughter. I know he's lookin' forward to this. That girl 
is a beauty, too. Blonde hair, blue eyes, tits out to 
here, lips that beg to be fucked. She's already gonna be 
a cheerleader at college. I can't wait to get some of 
that myself!"

Supper was a picnic held outside with everyone clothed 
and on their best behavior because every member of the 
clan was there. Martha introduced Kristie and me to the 
rest of the family, including the three soon-to-be 
inductees. Several of the men took a fancy to Kristie, 
of course, but they also knew that they first had to 
satisfy their own family needs.

It was early evening when the consenting adults made 
their way to the barn. Since Kristie and I were there to 
observe and not to participate in the family ritual, we 
took up a position in the loft where we could easily see 
everyone and everything below us. We had removed our 
clothes as we came in and had climbed to the loft quite 
naked. We sat on a blanket and watched everyone else 
enter the barn and strip. Both Kristie and I were 
excited and my hand fingered her cooze even as she 
fondled me. We kept commenting on the people who walked 
in and undressed for the ceremony.

"What tits!" 

"Big balls!" 

"Nice legs!" 

"Those lips were made to suck cock!"

It was Jake's father who really surprised me, though. He 
was the oldest person in attendance, 71 years old. Jake 
had told me that the old man had a physical condition 
which caused him to have a perpetual hard-on. "Priapism" 
it's called. And when he stripped down, I saw for 
myself. His cock was as stiff as that of a man half his 
age, close to 10 inches long, pink and waving before him 
as it thrust out over a pair of massive balls.

"Damn!" gasped Kristie as she watched the old man sit in 
his chair. He called to one of the women (a daughter or 
granddaughter or niece -- you can't be sure in 
situations like this) and in a loud voice asked if she 
would suck his "clapper."

"I got me a nice wad to let loose and I haven't had your 
mouth in days." While he got some eager head, the old 
man fingered some pussies and stroked a few cocks as 
other family members gathered around to watch. Hands 
roamed everywhere as everyone watched Grandpa climb 
closer to the brink. Kristie's pussy was wet and hot as 
I strummed her throbbing clit there in the loft.

The old man started bucking his hips and jerked his cock 
out of the mouth that had coaxed this orgasm. He grabbed 
his cock and jerked it a few times. "Fuck!" he yelled as 
a jet of spunk fired high into the air, followed by 
another and yet another. I had never seen so much semen 
come from a cock during one orgasm. His cum landed on 
arms and legs; tongues sought to catch the pearly drops 
in mid-spurt; others licked it off bodies and faces. 
You'd have thought there was something magical or 
religious in that old man's cum.

Hmm. Considering his age... the amount he produced... 
his constant erections... hell, maybe it is 
supernatural.

During the next few minutes, Kristie and I were 
engrossed in a hard, passionate fuck which left me limp 
and she had a quim full of hot cum. When we looked down 
from the loft, the lights had been dimmed and the three 
to be welcomed to the adult fun were lying on the three 
platforms. The male was sporting a thick eight-inch 
hard-on which had the attention of most of the women, 
but none so much as his mother, Glenda, who couldn't 
keep her hands away from his parts.

The two girls were both desirable. One had short black 
hair and large breasts with huge, suckable nipples. 
Charlotte, about whom Jake had raved, was, indeed, a 
beautiful blonde, definitely a body any magazine would 
love to have as a covergirl or a centerfold. Her father 
wasn't wearing any clothes, but he just looked like a 
preacher, except of course, for that steely erection 
that stood stiffly, waiting to sink into his daughter's 
virgin pussy.

The initiation ceremony was presided over by stiff-
cocked Grandpa who told a history of the family and its 
tradition of family fucking. Then he approached each of 
the newcomers, his swollen cock jumping and drizzling 
clear pre-cum and each in turn kissed his truncheon as 
if it were a symbol of some secret religion. Then Glenda 
climbed up on the platform, straddled her son and 
lowered her cunt to his upthrust staff.

"Fuck me, Tom," Glenda said to her manly stud of a son 
as she guided his cock to her hole. "Give your mother 
your fine dick and fill me with you cum!"

Neither Kristie nor I could see that joining, but we 
could see the rapturous expression on Tom's face as his 
mother's wet cunt enveloped his hard flesh. In seconds 
Glenda was sitting on Tom's thighs, his entire length 
buried inside her.

The fathers of the two girls were as eager to fuck their 
daughters. The brunette's father had a large stomach and 
we could not see his cock from the loft, but we did see 
his daughter's face when he first thrust into her. She 
flinched ever so slightly, but the pleasure soon took 
control. The same with Charlotte.

"Such a tight nest, Charlotte," her father said as he 
thrust in and out. It wasn't long before her thighs 
tightened on her father's hips and her feet spurred him 
on as she thumped his thrusting ass.

"Do me, Daddy!" Charlotte pleaded. "Juice in me!" She 
wanted him, all right, and I cynically thought she might 
have been fucked before by one of her cousins or 
somebody. At the very least, she must have watched 
before, because she was moving that lovely body in ways 
a virgin wouldn't know. Kristie and I could hear the 
pleasurable moans and groans coming from the three 
incestuous couplings.

Tom came within minutes of impaling his mother. Glenda 
was bouncing up and down, encouraging her son to, "fill 
your mother's pussy with your love." We could see him 
turning red and huffing as his cock exploded inside her. 
Kristie groaned as a small climax shook her body. Glenda 
climbed off and grabbed her son's still-oozing piece and 
sucked it then she climbed onto the table and told him 
to fuck her ass. He was still hard and not about to 
refuse his mother, nor the offer of "corn-holing" her 
inviting asshole.

The two fathers could not last forever, of course. The 
brunette's overweight father panted, thrusting hard and 
twitching as he filled his daughter's virgin pussy with 
cum. Charlotte's clergyman father was not long in 
cumming, either. 

He thrust deep inside his gorgeous daughter and spewed 
his semen into her, just as he had done to her mother 
some 19 years earlier. Charlotte's mother was there, of 
course, sitting nearby, watching her husband take his 
daughter's virginity. Her mother was there to lick the 
thick semen as it oozed from her cunt.

That action seemed to signal to all in attendance to 
participate. Slowly, mouths attached themselves to 
breasts and stiff cocks and wet cunts. Cocks were 
engulfed by willing cunts of all ages and in no time we 
were watching a crowd of naked bodies, young and bold, 
grinding and sweating and moaning as they joined in 
their family love ritual.

Of course, observing this familial love had its effects 
on Kristie and me. My cock was rock hard in her hand and 
her pussy was hot and wet. She mumbled, "I love you," 
into my ear and I couldn't resist. I mean, after the 
stimulation of watching what went on, added to the love 
I felt for my cousin anyway, I just had to have her. 
There, in the loft. I sank my cock into Kristie's always 
tight quim and we held each other tightly as we made 
love with a passion.

I know that watching the interaction of the members of 
the Jones family was very emotionally gratifying. They 
truly love one another. Their sexual relationship is a 
healthy extension of the caring friendships they have 
with each other. Friends and lovers are chosen; family 
is not. But it sure is great when everything comes 
together. 

A mother lovingly sucking her son's cock, a daughter 
willingly giving her virginity to her father, brothers 
and sister happily giving each other orgasms. Kristie 
and I were part of that feeling of family bonding as we 
made love in the loft. We were both teary-eyed and 
muttering words of love to each other as we reached 
climax there, unnoticed by the orgiastic crowd below.

Martha later showed us to our room in the house where we 
slept comfortably, curled up warmly in each other's 
arms. During our weekend stay with the Jones clan, we 
watched many interesting encounters and we were even 
treated to several more of those "oral orgies," but the 
family wouldn't actually fuck non-family members. I did 
get to experience a gum job from one of the elderly 
women, and Kristie told me that one of the Jones women 
had the longest tongue she'd ever had wiggle inside her.

It was an enjoyable, but intense and tiring, weekend. On 
the drive home, both Kristie and I were subdued and 
quiet. I kept my arm around her as we both thought about 
everything we had seen and done and felt that weekend.


7: Family Fun In The Woods

Kristie recently started work as a clerk at a store 
which specializes in camping and outdoor stuff, like 
hiking boots, tents and stuff. It's owned by a woman 
Kristie met who, it turns out, is a bisexual. To top 
that off, her lover is her younger sister. So Kristie 
got around to suggesting that the four of us should go 
camping. She told Pam, her boss, about our incestuous 
and fulfilling life and Pam thought such an excursion 
would be fun. It wasn't that she and her sister hated 
men; they just preferred one another. Kristie wanted to 
taste Pam's twat anyway, and this way she might get the 
chance.

Quite honestly, I figured that it might be a replay of 
our encounter with the young Scandinavian sisters. 
Kristie had told Pam that I wrote sex stories and Pam 
had passed along some of her own erotic efforts which 
naturally were about lesbian loving, although she did 
indulge in some interesting heterosexual fantasies.

My love and I crept into the softly-lighted room where 
the man lay naked on the table, his towering erection 
pointed at the ceiling. He didn't blink as my hand 
gripped his pulsating phallus. The heat of his male 
flesh was intense. Barbara hugged me from behind, her 
nipples hard against my back, her left hand cupping my 
left breast. She put her right hand on mine and 
encouraged me to stroke the turgid shaft until a 
sparkling drop of juice appeared at the slit.

Barbara's head nudged mine toward the purple head. My 
lips trembled. Yes, I had to taste him.

"Oh, Daddy," I whispered just before I let his organ 
slide into my mouth.

After reading that, I figured Pam and her sister would 
be an interesting and fun pair. I met both women over 
dinner one evening. The four of us sat at a quiet table 
in a new Italian restaurant. The first thing that struck 
me was just how attractive Pam and Donna are. Both women 
were in their early 40s, though both looked much younger 
and were quite fit. Both had shoulder-length thick, 
brown hair, though Pam had bangs and waves and her 
sister, Donna, wore hers straight.

The next thing I noticed was how intensely they stared 
at me. Kristie's hand was in my lap, rubbing my cock to 
semi-hardness under the table as the four of us chatted. 
I didn't even say anything when I felt her unzipping my 
fly. Both Pam and Donna heard my zipper being pulled 
down and I knew that the three of them had something in 
store for me. Kristie managed to work my cock out of my 
fly and into the open air undercover of the table.

"I guess you know that Kristie has told us about you, 
Dave," Pam said, her voice low and sexy, her eyes 
piercing. She told us that you have a beautiful, hard 
cock. Mind if 	 feel it?" Before I knew it, I felt 
the ball of Pam's bare foot travel up my leg and between 
my thighs. Kristie could see under the table and as 
Pam's foot neared my cock, she withdrew her hand. Pam's 
toes touched my stalk and then felt around, tickling and 
teasing my flesh as they explored.

"Hmm." She smiled and arched her eyebrows. "Nice. You 
were right, Kristie, He's stiff, alright. Nice and big, 
too. Do you really take this inside your tight little 
ass?"

"Every fucking inch," Kristie beamed with pride. Again 
Pam's brows arched as her toes continued to explore my 
flesh.

"Kristie also tells us that you taste good, Dave. Donna, 
why don't you find out?" Donna smiled mischievously and 
then ducked under the table. It was a good thing we were 
tucked away in an out-of-sight booth, I thought as I 
felt Donna's hands spread my legs and her strong hand 
and long fingers gripped my prick. I felt her breath on 
the head just before she slid my knob between her lips. 
I moaned as hew wet mouth enveloped me.

Our waitress came to the table then and asked if we 
wanted another drink before dinner. Naturally, Pam 
engaged her in conversation while I struggled to keep my 
composure. The waitress turned toward me and winked, 
then bent to peer under the table. "Looks good, Donna," 
she said, letting me know that the waitress was already 
in on the game and, as I found out, is a bisexual friend 
of the sisters.

I was already giving Donna a steady flow of pre-cum and 
I knew I was going to cum soon.

"He looks like he's close, Donna," Pam said to her 
sister. Donna sucked harder and faster. Kristie held my 
hand in her lap and I could feel the heat in her crotch 
rising through her skirt. "Give her your cum, Dave," 
Kristie told me. "Let it go."

As Donna moaned around my cock, I gave in to the 
pleasurable inevitable and let the orgasm sweep through 
me, sending a load of hot sauce into Donna's mouth. 
Kristie ducked her head under the table and Donna let my 
cousin have the last drooling rivulets as she returned 
to her seat.

"Well?" Pam asked. Donna opened her mouth and I could 
see that she hadn't swallowed any of my cream. Pam held 
her sister's face and kissed her. I could hear the 
sloshing and I saw them both swallowing. Kristie tucked 
my cock away and sat up as her employers broke their 
decadent kiss, a drop of my cum glistening at the corner 
of Donna's mouth for a second before her tongue got it.

"Hmm, he does taste good, Kristie," Donna said.

"Yes, I believe our camp out will be quite enjoyable," 
Pam added. She smacked her lips and smiled. "Enjoyable 
and tasty!"

We hiked to a camping spot Pam and Donna knew about in 
the mountains, miles from the nearest road and 
civilization. We pitched the tent next to a clear 
mountain stream, about 50 yards downstream from a 
waterfall which Pam said was a wonderful spot to bathe. 
"If you have the strength to get there" she added.

No sooner had we settled in than Donna announced that it 
was time they got to see if Kristie was as good as she 
and her sister figured she was. I was told that I was 
just going to watch, although, like them, I was going to 
strip.

"And feel free to stroke that lovely big bat of yours," 
Pam said as she shrugged off her flannel shirt and 
unfastened her jeans. "But don't cum," she continued. 
"We don't want a drop of that good spunk of yours to go 
to waste, now do we?"

By the time the four of us were naked, my cock was 
standing at its full 9 inches because I was enjoying the 
beauty of my small-titted cousin and her nubile body, 
but I was also enjoying the loveliness of Pam and Donna. 
Both had full, luscious breasts and both had brown pubic 
curls, but Donna had trimmed and shaped hers so that it 
formed a heart above the split of her pussy lips. Pam's 
pubic hair was not trimmed but grew in profusion between 
her strong, 40-something thighs.

They had spread a blanket on the ground and Pam laid 
down and told Kristie to "park that lovely cunt on my 
face, you little slut." I sat on the trunk of a fallen 
tree, only a few feet from them. Donna kept eyeing my 
cock and licking her full lips. "I think I could fall in 
love with that prick, Dave," she said, as she took hold 
of Kristie's head and guided my cousin's face between 
her thighs. I saw Kristie stick out her tongue as her 
mouth neared Donna's labia and the stiff clit which 
protruded from the scarlet gash.

Pam began fingering herself and I thought about getting 
down and fucking her, but as if reading my mind Donna 
caught my attention and cautioned me.

"Don't even think about it, Dave. Just watch. And don't 
cum. Ooh, yeah, Kristie, such a nice tongue you have! 
Eat my pussy!" Donna closed her eyes and ran her fingers 
through Kristie's long, chestnut-colored hair. 
Meanwhile, Kristie was moving her hips, grinding her 
sweet gash on Pam's mouth. I could hear Pam slurping 
Kristie's juices hungrily and she fingered her own 
swampy cunt with gusto.

After a few minutes, Pam pushed Kristie off of her 
cream-smeared face, licking her lips and smiling. "Damn 
fine cunt," she said. Then she sat beside me on the 
trunk, spread her legs and told Kristie that it was time 
to give her boss's pussy a going overt. Kristie eagerly 
knelt between Pam's strong thighs and dove face first 
into Pam's grotto. 

Donna got on her back and scooted under Kristie so she 
could slurp the young snatch. Pam reached over and 
wrapped her fingers around my pole and pumped it a few 
times, milking out a few dollops of pre-cum, which she 
wiped off with a finger. She brought that finger to her 
mouth and licked my stuff off, long strands glistening 
from her finger to her lips.

"Hmmm," she moaned, closing her eyes as she savored the 
flavor of my pre-squirt as it mingled with the taste of 
Kristie's quim. She rested her hand on Kristie's head 
and slowly humped her pussy against Kristie's mouth.

Pam looked at me and I saw her eyes as they quit 
focusing and she groaned, "God, cumming! Cumming!" I 
could hear the wet sounds increase as Kristie hurried to 
keep up with the flow from Pam's spasming pussy. Pam's 
nipples were so swollen that they looked like the were 
about to explode. Kristie was whimpering into Pam's cunt 
and from the motion of her hip I knew that she was 
cumming herself, sending her syrup down Donna's throat.

My balls were feeling painfully full as I watched all 
this. Pam leaned over and popped my cockhead between her 
lips, which of course only aggravated my condition. Her 
tongue tip teased the sensitive nerve ending on the 
underside and she groaned, the vibrations travelling 
down the shaft to my balls and even to my prostate.

"Do you want to cum, Dave?" Pam asked needlessly after 
she took her mouth away from my pulsing prick. She 
fondled my aching balls and looked down at her sister 
who was rapidly fingering herself. "Fuck Donna with this 
big cock, Dave. Make her cum and then squirt her full of 
your cum."

In no time, Donna was on her back, I was between her 
thighs, Pam was sitting on her face and Kristie was 
teasing my asshole with her tongue. I knew that I 
couldn't last long and fortunately Donna was close 
herself. When her pussy went into orgasmic spasms around 
my cock, she easily pulled my load out of me and I 
started shooting hot bullets of semen deep inside of 
her. 

My cock was still dribbling when Kristie pushed me off 
of Donna and went after my juice-covered cock like a 
fish going after a nice, fat worm. Pam dropped her head 
so that the two formed a sisterly 69 and she began 
eating my stuff from her sister's full pussy.

Minutes later we all just lay there in the clearing, 
catching our breath and listening to the chirping of the 
birds, the rushing of the stream and feeling the air 
cool our bodies. What a feeling!

Donna and Pam whispered with each other and then added 
Kristie to their conversation. Finally, Donna took hold 
of my cock and started squeezing it, pumping blood into 
it, nd it responded to her ministrations. Pam started 
licking my ear and Kristie sucked on my nipples. By the 
time Donna started sucking my balls, I was sporting 
another full-blown erection.

"Dave," Pam whispered, sliding her wet tongue around the 
sensitive flesh of my ear. "We want to watch you fuck 
Kristie's cute little ass with that big ramrod of 
yours."

"Yeah," added Donna in between licks on the cock they 
were talking about. "I just can't imagine this big thing 
going into her tiny little asshole.

Kristie looked up at me, her face flushed and her 
freckles prominent. She smiled and winked at me. "Let's 
show them," she said. She got on her knees and stuck her 
ass out. Pam followed her suggestion and began tonguing 
Kristie's anus to relax the sphincter and lubricate it 
with saliva. (Kristie later told me she'd never heard of 
a boss sucking an employee's ass!) Donna helped by 
lubricating my cock inside her own warm, wet mouth.

The sisters got on either side of Kristie's firm butt 
and spread her cheeks apart, letting that glistening 
rosebud beckon. I eased forward and let the knob of my 
cock press against the pink, round muscle and then 
Kristie sighed as her sphincter relaxed and started 
opening to let my persistent prick inside.

Donna gasped in awe. "Oh, God! Look how he's going in!"

"Damn!" was all Pam could say in answer as my cousin's 
oh-so-tight bunghole sucked my shaft inside. I could 
feel her hot insides as her muscles gripped my cock and 
her pulse was pounding rapidly.

"Ooh, shit, Dave, that feels so fucking good!" Kristie 
moaned. "So goddamn good! Hmph!" Sweat began popping out 
all over my body and dripping off the end of my nose. I 
could feel one of the sisters toying with my balls and 
the other traced my own pore with her fingernail. Now, 
that always gets to me and I pushed hard, sinking all 9 
inches into my cousin's ass!

"My God!" Pam gasped.

"I don't believe it!" Donna managed to say.

"Hmm, yeah!" Kristie groaned. I held still, letting 
Kristie adjust to the intrusion of my plunger deep in 
her bowels as I regained a bit of self control. Pam and 
Donna were thrilled at what they were seeing. Pam leaned 
up to give me a passionate, deep kiss and her tongue 
seemed to swab my tonsils. Donna got on her back between 
my legs and licked at my balls and, I guessed, Kristie's 
aroused clit and soggy slice.

I jammed my cock in and out of Kristie's clasping chute. 
She was moaning with delight as I fucked her butt and 
the sister's kept licking and nibbling each and every 
sensitive area of skin on our bodies. I felt Pam's 
finger worm into my asshole and I let everyone know that 
I was about to unload.

"Hose her hole good!" Pam said. Her finger pressed 
rhythmically against my prostate and urged my second 
coming. I pulled Kristie's hips to impale her on my 
cock; my pubes were mashed against her firm cheeks. 
Donna's frantically licking tongue and Pam's probing 
finger added all the encouragement I needed to release 
my load of love juice into my cousin's ass. 

Her ass muscles were spasming as she came, too, and the 
constriction was almost painful as my semen exploded 
inside her. I just know that cum had to leak out and I 
felt Pam join her sister to lick up my cream as it 
dripped from Kristie's ass onto her pussy and onto my 
emptying balls.

I was drained and exhausted, but the four of us took a 
dip in the cold mountain stream. I must admit that the 
cold water was invigorating and, after a hearty dinner 
cooked on the campfire, Kristie and I watched as the 
sisters showed us what lovers who really were sisters 
could do with each other, as if we didn't know from our 
time with the sisters from Scandinavia.

Pam and Donna had brought along their collection of sex 
toys and used them with dexterity and imagination. 
Kristie helped them insert a double-headed dildo as they 
got on all fours. One end in Pam's ass and, as Donna 
backed toward her sister, Kristie pushed the other end 
into Donna's chute. Then my young cousin got under them 
and licked at both cunts while I dined on her wet 
treasure.

The next morning I was awakened with a tongue in my 
asshole, my balls inside someone's mouth and my cock in 
another. The three women kept trading places until I 
came, then all three eagerly shared my morning spunk. 
Kristie nursed on my softening cock as the sisters 
kissed, swapping my cum back and forth. 

We took a refreshing swim under the waterfall and 
returned to our camp for breakfast. We went for a hike 
and did some normal camping and outdoors stuff, but the 
highlight was when I fucked Kristie as she lay on her 
back and Pam, wearing a strap-on dong, fucked my asshole 
and Donna, also wearing a cock, fucked her sister in the 
ass. It took some coordination, I'll admit, but it was a 
wild time!

Of course I did fuck Pam, both in the pussy and in her 
steamy ass. Donna never did try to let me bugger her 
butt ("You'll split me apart with that!") despite Pam's 
assurances that I was a great sodomist.

I had to ask Pam a question about her erotic writings. 
"Did you really fuck your father?" Pam glanced at Donna 
and explained that their parents had divorced when the 
girls were young and their father had little contact 
with them afterwards. When they were much older, they 
had driven to the city where he lived and followed him, 
picking him up in a bar. 

He thought they were girls just looking for a good time. 
They took him to a motel, stripped him, sucked him and 
fucked him. As he was leaving, they kissed him goodbye, 
slipped an old picture of the three of them into his 
hand, and together said, "Thank you, Daddy." He walked 
away pale and shaking.

Pam and Donna are anxious to repeat our outing adventure 
sometime soon. I'll keep you informed.


8: The Inner Circle

I received an interesting invitation recently from 
someone who had been reading my accounts of my 
relationship with my cousin Kristie. Myra wrote that she 
was forty and divorced and had been emotionally and 
sexually involved with her son for three years. He lived 
with his father until he turned 18 and then he moved in 
with her. Within two months, he had worked his way into 
her bed.

Myra said that she represented a group of people 
throughout the country who are involved in loving 
relationships with people who happen to be related. 
Mothers and sons, fathers and daughter, aunts and 
nephews, uncles and nieces, cousins and cousins, entire 
families, grandparents, virtually every possible 
combination. But no relationship was forced or coerced, 
Myra explained. All had been voluntary and natural.

Myra said that she and others in the group had read my 
stories in these pages and had decided to ask if I'd 
like to know about the group and perhaps write about it. 
Naturally I wanted to find out more and so did Kristie 
so I telephoned Myra, who had a pleasant voice with a 
slight drawl. After some discussion, we agreed to meet 
in South Carolina at a motel restaurant.

Myra certainly looked much younger than forty. She is 
strikingly beautiful at 5'6" and with thick auburn hair. 
She wore a blue dress that accentuated her curves and 
showed off her shapely legs to perfection. Her son, 
slightly younger than Kristie's 22 years, looked closer 
to 28 or so. Handsome and tall, they made an attractive 
couple. Certainly, no one would guess that they were 
mother and son.

I was attracted to Myra instantly and I easily sensed 
that Kristie was interested in Kyle, Myra's handsome 
hunk of a son. Over dinner, Myra told us how they had 
felt guilt about their relationship before joining The 
Inner Circle, the organization made up of people 
involved in relationships, emotional and sexual, with 
family members. 

It seems that people in The Inner Circle have been 
following my stories of the incestuous goings on between 
my cousin Kristie and myself and Myra and Kyle wanted to 
be the ones to contact us.

"Dave," Myra said as we ate dessert. "You say in your 
stories that your dick is 9 inches long. Is that 
literary license or is it true?'

"Ask Kristie," I replied. Myra arched her brow at 
Kristie.

"The last time I measured him, it was just a tiny bit 
bigger than 9-inches. Like 9-1/4 inches or so. And as 
thick as my wrist. It feels = great in my pussy or in my 
mouth or wherever!" Myra smiled and shuddered.

"I just adore big ones," she said. "Kyle has a little 
over 7 inches and he certainly can ring a woman's bells 
with it, but a big dick feels wonderful, especially in 
an old, stretched out twat like mine."

"Mom, you aren't 'old' and you aren't stretched out," 
Kyle gallantly interjected.

Myra patted his hand. "That's sweet of you to say, 
dear." She let her hand slip under the table and it was 
obvious she was feeling his crotch. "Hmm, why don't you 
and Kristie go dance awhile. Something tells me that she 
inspired this erection here and she should have the 
opportunity to check it out." 

Kristie and Kyle left the table to dance in the motel's 
club and Myra sat next to me. We discussed my writing 
and her job as a paralegal and incest and we got along 
fabulously. Her perfume was intoxicating and soon I was 
sporting an erection myself which her hand rubbed.

Eventually, Kristie and Kyle came back. I could see the 
tell-tale wet spots on Kyle's pants "pecker tracks" we 
call them down South and the four of us agreed that it 
would be best to go back to the room Kristie and I had 
taken for the night. We were all aroused and eager for a 
hot foursome. And considering how close in age I was to 
Myra and Kristie to Kyle,, it even crossed my mind that 
we could pass as a married couple with two grown 
children.

Once we were in the room, Myra wasted no time in 
climbing out of her dress and skimpy underclothes. 
Kristie followed her lead and when Myra suggested to my 
cousin that they get Kyle and myself ready to romp, Myra 
helped Kyle strip down while Kristie helped me. My cock 
was already bone hard,, but Kristie gave it some of her 
special oral attention and made it even stiffer, if 
that's possible.

I kept watching Myra as she stripped her son and pulled 
on his cock, watching me with one eye the entire time. 
She sighed when my stiff meat popped out and she was 
quick to suggest that she and Kristie trade off.

Myra pushed me into a chair and wrapped her hand around 
my cock. "God, I love big dick," she said, more to my 
cock than to me. Her left hand held my cock firmly as 
her right hand hefted and fondled my balls. She kissed 
the head reverently, as though she was worshipping it. 
Her wet tongue licked up and down and around and then 
she went for my balls, licking my sac and sucking each 
cum-maker between her hungry lips.

Kristie and Kyle had gotten down to work as well. 
Kristie was on top of the young man, his head between 
her thighs and obviously eating her tasty pussy. She, in 
turn, was slurping his cock, a slim fuck-stick with an 
upward curve to it. It had been some time since I'd 
watched my cousin get physical with another man but I 
felt no jealousy. Just pride and love for her.

"Dave, I want this dick doggie style. Okay?" Kristie and 
Kyle made room for us beside them on the big bed and 
they watched as Myra knelt on all fours and I put my 
hands on her hips and slid my cock into her cunt. Myra 
reached for her son's stiff cock and began stroking it 
and when his pre-cum bubbled out, she wiped it with her 
finger and then sucked on the finger and groaned. 
Kristie bent down and licked the knob, pumping to draw 
more of his juice out.

I snapped my hips and quickly sank my thick cock deep 
inside her. Air rushed out of her lungs and she moaned. 
"Oh, god, I just love big dick. Fuck my horny hole with 
that fucker! Shove it! I want to cum! Have = to cum... 
make me cum!" I fucked her alright. Kristie helped me by 
reaching to tickle my asshole and fondle my balls. Kyle 
fed his mother his leaking cock and she sucked on it as 
though it was a sexual pacifier. Come to think of it, I 
guess a cock is a pacifier for Myra.

It was obvious from his expression that Kyle was excited 
watching me fuck his mother. Her groans and gyrations 
showed that she enjoyed it as well. The view he had and 
his mother's cock-sucking soon had him holding the reins 
of her hair and fucking her mouth. He came hard and I 
could hear Myra gulping every drop, but he was still 
young and I knew he'd still be able to give Kristie a 
good fucking. 

Sure enough, it was a leaking but rigid cock he pulled 
out of Myra's mouth. Kristie got over and flicked a drop 
of cum from the slit and smacked her lips.

Kristie lay on the bed with her head by me so we could 
look at me and so that Myra could watch closely as her 
son fucked Kristie's beautiful pussy.

"Yes, Kyle, show Kristie what a wonderful fucker you 
are!" Myra encouraged him. "Ooh," she sighed as I drove 
my cock into her hard and with a twisting motion. "She's 
used to being well-fucked!" Her pussy muscles were 
strong and squeezed around my piston with remarkable 
strength.

Kyle threaded his stiff shaft between my cousin's spread 
thighs and I reached to pinch one of her stiff nipples 
and her eyelids fluttered and she welcomed him into her 
pussy with a moan. "Hmm, oh Kyle, that's good! Fuck me! 
Fuck me while Dave fucks your mother!"

Kyle put it to my eager cousin with hard, rapid strokes 
and with the energy and enthusiasm of a young fucker who 
wants to pleasure his partner and make his watching 
mother proud of him and his lusty performance. Myra's 
cunt spasms told me she was cumming hard and I knew that 
I couldn't hold back for long but I wanted to squirt in 
his mother at the same time that Kyle filled Kristie 
with his juice.

Fortunately, Kyle couldn't resist the tightness of 
Kristie's quim and he drove his cock deep at the same 
time I showered his mother's vagina with my sauce. Myra 
and Kristie joined in an orgasmic duet as their cries of 
delight filled the air. I filled Myra's cunt with my hot 
semen as Kyle pumped his second load of the evening into 
Kristie. Her glazed eyes locked onto mine as we both 
came.

Myra was the first of us to get off the bed. She slipped 
on her dress, grabbed her car keys, and returned in a 
few minutes with a canvas bag. Opening it, she removed a 
huge strap-on dildo which she handed to Kyle. He quickly 
slipped it on over his own half-hard cock while Myra 
explained that this was how Kyle satisfied her craving 
for big cocks. Myra lay on her back, her legs spread 
wide and her titian-haired pussy brimming with my cum.

Kyle rubbed the big head of that dong along her swollen 
lips and then leaned forward, slowly and easily entering 
his mother's scarlet snatch until, as she whimpered and 
mumbled words of love, all twelve inches of that thing 
were inside her accommodating pussy. If you include 
Kyle's prick, which was tucked in the hollow shaft, Myra 
had almost nineteen inches of cock inside her.

Kristie was fingering herself, coating her index finger 
with a sheen of Kyle's semen. She offered it to Myra who 
eagerly sucked her finger dry. Kyle then said in a low 
voice, "Mom? Now?" Myra explained that Kyle wanted to 
see his mother eat pussy.

"I've never eaten a pussy before and Kyle has long been 
after me to try it. It's quite a fantasy for him. Isn't 
it, Kyle? Kristie, since your pussy is filled with 
Kyle's delicious cum, can I... could you...?" Kristie 
quickly straddled Myra's face and eased her pussy down 
to within an inch of Myra's mouth.

"Can you see, Kyle?" Kristie asked. Kyle managed to 
twist his head enough to look. Kristie closed her eyes 
and concentrated and Kyle and I watched as a thick gob 
of his cum oozed from Kristie's cunt and Myra parted her 
lips to accept the stuff.

"Oh, God, Mom!" Kyle murmured, driving that dong hard 
and Myra's response was to slip her tongue out to lick 
at Kristie's tender slit. Kristie shuddered and grabbed 
Kyle's shoulders to steady herself and, when Kyle looked 
at her, Kristie put a passionate lip lock on the son as 
she sat on Myra's face. I could see Myra's jaw and 
throat moving and swallowing as she feasted on Kristie's 
twat.

It wasn't long before Kyle disengaged the dildo from his 
mother's pussy and took it off to reveal his own 
engorged weapon. He replaced the fake cock with his own 
and I motioned for Kristie to climb off Myra's mouth. We 
watched mother and son embrace and kiss, sharing the 
combined flavor of Kristie's quim and Kyle's cum. 

Kristie lay her head on my chest and fondled me as we 
watched the mother and son consummate their love. I 
could easily have made love to my cousin then... I was 
hard and she was horny... but there was such an 
emotional atmosphere as we watched Kyle pleasure his 
mother that we just watched.

There's almost a magical feeling in the air when a son 
shoots his seed into the very vagina that gave birth to 
him. "Give me you love, Kyle!" Myra shouted as she came 
and Kyle unleashed yet another load, pumping so much 
into his mother that it oozed from around his pistoning 
cock and dripped down her ass cleft onto the bed sheets.

The four of us rested and talked and Myra told us that 
she also had a daughter, Linda, who would soon be old 
enough to join in on the sexual goings on. "She's made 
it clear she intends to keep Kyle busy," she added. Then 
she asked if I'd be interested in introducing her 
daughter to the pleasures of a big cock. She showed us a 
photo of her daughter, the image of her sexy mother. I 
told her that I'd be glad to, if her daughter wanted to 
try. Kristie remarked that she would like to be intimate 
with Linda as well, if she were so inclined.

The rest of the night we spent talking, sleeping, and of 
course enjoying the pleasures of one another. Myra told 
us more about The Incest Network. She explained that it 
was made up of people who had been, or currently were 
involved, in positive relationships, emotional or 
sexual, with a family member.

"The newspapers and such only mention the headline-
grabbing negative stories," Myra said. But there are 
many people who have positive, loving relationships. 
Like you and Kristie do. Or Kyle and I.

"Much of the negative feeling is a result of outsiders. 
We have people who were forced to leave their hometowns, 
friends and family because people said that what they 
were doing was 'bad.' We have an entire family -- a man, 
his wife, daughter, two sons and the man's single sister 
-- who were literally run out of New England when 
someone found out that they were involved sexually with 
each other.

"Not everyone is into having sex with others, though. 
Like any other group, there are those who prefer privacy 
and come to meetings just to talk and listen and make 
friends. Then there are people like me who like to get 
more personal." Myra said that the Network felt that I 
might be the right person to write about the 
organization. I told her there was a big problem in that 
the "legitimate" magazines and tabloids would only want 
the negative and sensational details and the sex 
magazines would want to concentrate on the sexuality, 
not the psychology of incest. But maybe I could do 
something. She said she'd tell the others and someone 
would contact me.

At one point during the night, Kyle and I looked on as 
Myra and Kristie got into a torrid 69, a sight which so 
rocked Kyle that he got behind his mother and was 
slipping his horny cock into her, but he started cumming 
before he got more than the head inside. Ah, youth! But 
he still gave her a good time.

I'll let you know if I hear anything else about this 
organization. 


9: Kristie And I Go To The Family Reunion

My cousin Kristie and I attended a family reunion this 
past fall. We'd avoided going for a few years but we 
went this time because some of our relatives are getting 
on in years. We figured the word about us had gotten 
around about us. We don't flaunt our incestuous 
relationship, but we don't lie about it or go out of the 
way to hide it. We love and care for one another despite 
our age difference and the fact that we're first 
cousins. After all, this is almost the 21st century and 
first cousins have been getting married since Old 
Testament times.

I figured a hush would greet us at the picnic area when 
we showed up together. I was wrong. People seemed non-
plussed and as friendly as ever. I was a bit surprised 
and, of course, relieved, when nothing negative 
happened. But it was an elderly great uncle who broke 
the silence.

Uncle Zack maneuvered me out of anyone's earshot. He 
looked into my eyes and grinned.

"Dave, word is that you're puttin' it to Kristie real 
good. Can't nothin' beat pussy that's family, huh?" He 
lightly punched me in the shoulder then put his arm 
around me. "Look, I used to give it to some of the women 
in this room besides Ellie." (Aunt Ellie was his wife.) 
"My sister liked it and so did your Aunt Shirley." One 
of Shirley's brothers was my father. Kristie's father 
was her other brother as well. So family fucking wasn't 
so unusual in our own family, either.

Not long after Uncle Zack talked to me, Aunt Shirley 
cornered me. She's 52, petite, with light brown hair and 
she looks a lot like an older Kristie.

"Dave, I understand you and Kristie are living 
together," she said quietly. "I'm assuming your sharing 
more than a roof, right? Like maybe the same bed? Oh, 
don't be embarrassed! Our family loves sex and we're 
pretty loving within the family, too." She leaned close 
to me and breathed in my ear. "Do you have the trademark 
big dick?" she asked. No one could see her hand slip 
between my legs and take hold of the hardening cock 
inside my pants. Her wet tongue darted into my ear and 
the stimulation made my cock spring to its full length.

"Oh, yes-s-s," she whispered. "How about giving me some 
of this? Or maybe I should ask Kristie. And maybe 
Kristie will give me a taste of her love nest, do you 
think?" My Aunt was a very attractive woman. She lives 
in another state so we don't see her often and I'd never 
thought of getting it on with her. Till now, of course. 
Would Kristie be interested, I wondered. I was imagining 
seeing Aunt Shirley bouncing up and down on my cock, or 
entangled with Kristie in a sweaty, Sapphic 69, tongues 
wildly exploring each other's feminine charms.

I wasn't surprised when Kristie told me that Aunt 
Shirley was going to come to the house a bit later. 
Kristie's brown eyes had that horny twinkle that let me 
know she was excited. And whenever she gets aroused, so 
do I.

"And she's bringing Debra!"

Now let me explain about Debra, Shirley's daughter. 
Debra was born beautiful By the time she was eighteen, 
she had won scores of beauty pageants, appeared in over 
a dozen television commercials, had a brief role in a 
network soap opera and had appeared in a couple of low 
budget feature films. She was and is one of the most 
beautiful women I've ever laid eyes on, and she has 
never had plastic surgery. She is 5'9" tall, thick 
blonde hair, an absolutely gorgeous figure (she was once 
a calendar girl in a bikini) and with legs that would 
give hard-ons to impotent men.

According to the family grapevine and an occasional 
little blurb in a supermarket tabloid, our cousin was 
something of a sexual wild woman, some said "kinky 
degenerate," one tabloid called her a "lesbo nympho 
pervo on Rodeo" Drive. But Debra never visited us and we 
hadn't seen her in person in over 12 years. Aunt Shirley 
hadn't mentioned her to me, but the possibility of 
sexing it up with Kristie and Aunt Shirley and Debra had 
me wired all afternoon. By 7:00 I had a bulge in my 
pants that Kristie kept rubbing gleefully.

The doorbell rang and Kristie jumped up to open the door 
while I stood and struggled to conceal my aroused 
condition. In came Aunt Shirley, smiling and looking 
sexier than I'd ever seen her, wearing a short, tight 
dress. I saw Kristie's body seem to go limp and I knew 
why before I saw the vision that caused her to react.

Trumpets should have announced Debra's entrance. Maybe 
they did, I don't think I would have heard them. Debra 
walked into the room, her long blonde mane perfectly 
wild, her blue eyes flashing. She was wearing an 
overcoat which she was opening and removing as she 
walked in the door. Underneath she wore only a bustiere 
and stockings, a Madonna-type outfit. But on Madonna it 
looks cheap and sleazy; on our cousin Debra, it was tres 
magnifique. Her breasts seemed barely contained and her 
legs seemed to go on forever.

Kristie closed the door, unnerved by Debra's 
overwhelming presence, let alone that she was looking at 
Kristie ravenously. She hugged Kristie tightly and I 
supposed she gave her an un-family-type kiss. I couldn't 
see because Aunt Shirley was giving me a very intimate 
greeting, rubbing her pussy mound against my bulge and 
swabbing my tonsils with her tongue.

"Hmm, Deb, he's nice and hard," Aunt Shirley said as she 
unbuttoned my shirt. "And he seems to be carrying the 
traditional big gun." Debra, though, seemed to be 
absorbed in Kristie.

"Mamma, I had no idea cousin Kristie was so fucking 
cute. Hmm, looks so good, good enough to fucking eat, 
which I plan to do, doncha know?" She had put her hand 
under Kristie's skirt and was cupping her pussy mound, 
which, judging from the way Kristie was breathing, just 
had to be swampy with her desire. Her other hand was 
rubbing Kristie's small tit mounds. Debra seemed truly 
hot for Kristie.

"Mamma, let me say 'Hi' to Dave properly and you can 
help Kristie here." Aunt Shirley left me standing 
shirtless, almost breathless, and with an enormous bulge 
beneath my fly. She shrugged her dress off as she went 
to Kristie and she wore only her high heels and a gold 
chain around her waist when she reached her. By then, 
Kristie's skirt was off and Debra had pulled Kristie's 
shirt over her head and left her naked for her mother to 
enjoy.

Then Debra headed in my direction. My knees got shaky 
because this drop-dead beauty was oozing sensuality and 
was headed toward me with her eyes staring below my 
belt.

"Hello, Dave," she said, her right arm going around my 
shoulder, her left hand cupping my swollen cock. "Hmm, a 
woman likes to know she's welcome and appreciated. 
Thanks for the welcome, cousin." Her Chanel No. 5 
overwhelmed me even as she locked her lips onto mine and 
sent her tongue darting into my mouth. She squeezed and 
rubbed my confined cock and I was almost afraid I'd 
sperm my shorts right there. I thought I'd died and gone 
to heaven.

When her lips left mine, I realized she had my pants 
undone and my cock was out, wrapped in her loving grip. 
"I just adore a nice, big, firm dick, Dave," she cooed. 
"Especially if it's family." I glanced across the room 
to see Kristie in a soft chair holding her legs up and 
spread wide. Aunt Shirley was kneeling in front of her, 
fingers busy in Kristie's quim and her tongue buried in 
Kristie's ass.

Debra pushed me back into a chair and looked at her 
mother and Kristie. "Let's get fucking naked, too," she 
said. In seconds, the bustiere was lying in the floor 
along with her shoes and stockings. My gorgeous cousin 
was naked except for a tatoo of a small red rose she 
wore on her left breast. My cock felt larger than it had 
ever felt before, threatening to explode. Pre-squirt was 
flowing from it as Debra grabbed hold of it and bent her 
head into my lap as she knelt in the floor.

"Fuck juice," she murmured. "Fucking love it!" Then her 
mouth engulfed my cock and I knew that I was getting my 
cock sucked by a woman that millions of men wanted. My 
cousin! My cock in her mouth! Talk about dream come 
true!

Debra sucked on my cock like she was born to it. I 
looked at Kristie and Aunt Shirley and Kristie was 
dreamily enjoying the reaming she was getting from our 
aunt. Her eyes fluttered as she looked to see Debra 
wantonly nursing on my nozzle and she looked at me, 
smiled, winked and blew me a kiss. She was close to 
cumming, thanks to Aunt Shirley's fingers in her cunt 
and tongue in her ass.

As much as I wanted to cum between Debra's lips, I 
didn't want to miss out on other action because of a 
drained dingus, so I reluctantly stopped her. I pushed 
her head away from my cock and told her that I just had 
to taste her pussy.

"Hmm, all right!" she said as we swapped positions, "Eat 
me out, cousin!" Her labes were swollen with excitement, 
red and wet from her secretions. And the smell of her 
made my mouth water. When my tongue made contact with 
her raw flesh, Debra grabbed my head and pulled me hard 
into her furrow. Her tanned, well-toned thighs held me 
in place and I could hear her as she called to her 
mother and Kristie.

"Hey, why don't you two come here and let's fucking 
party hardy, okay?" I couldn't see but I soon felt Aunt 
Shirley behind me. She licked the crack of my ass and 
fondled my full balls and excited cock. Her tongue 
wiggled into my asshole even as my own tongue dipped 
into her daughter's well. I sensed that Kristie managed 
to stand on the chair's arms to give Debra access to her 
cunt.

The four of us were really having a good time, but I 
still wanted the Ultimate fantasy--to actually fuck 
Debra. Reluctantly I pulled away from eating her juicy 
box and I asked Aunt Shirley to hold off on her reaming, 
as good as it was. I managed to stand, my cock vibrating 
and leaking a long string of sticky pre-cum. 

I tapped Kristie's back and suggested that the four of 
us go to the bedroom where we could be a bit less 
gymnastic. As she climbed off the chair, she reached 
over an snagged the juice dripping from my cock and 
licked it from her fingers.

"She's gonna love being fucked by you, Dave," she said. 
"Almost as much as I love it!" Kristie took Aunt 
Shirley's hand and Debra and I followed their pert buns 
down the hallway. "Kristie, I want some more of that 
fucking good pussy cream of yours," Debra said as we got 
on the bed. "Why don't you lay yourself out and I'll 
give you head while Dave fucks me doggie style?" 

That's just what we did, too. Debra got between 
Kristie's thighs and her lovely ass stuck out, the 
thick, wet lips peeking from between her thighs, just 
itching to welcome my hard-on. And the way her puckered 
sphincter winked, I just knew that I'd have to try that 
hole, too.

Aunt Shirley insisted on holding my cock and guiding it 
to her daughter's waiting fissure. She sighed as my knob 
split Debra's lips and glided inside the hot cunt. Debra 
made some muffled sounds into Kristie's pussy as I 
invaded and stretched her insides.

"Ooh, she likes your cock, Dave," Kristie giggled. "I 
just knew she would! And she can tongue pussy, too!" She 
was squirming and squealing and sweating and clutching 
Debra's head as our starlet slut relative slurped sauce 
and fucked cousin cock. And my Aunt, who obviously has 
an anal fixation, kept her lips on my ass and her tongue 
kept drilling into my rear.

We made quite a scene, I'm sure. Four family members 
fucking and reaming and sucking. Aunt Shirley was 
squeezing my aching balls as she tongue-fucked my ass, 
preparing me to unleash a load of love liquid into her 
daughter's waiting channel. And believe me, cumming 
inside Debra's pussy was a fantasy I had wanted to turn 
into a reality for years.

I let out a primal roar when my juice exploded into 
Debra's pussy. I could feel every drop as it rushed up 
the length of my cock and exploded deep inside of her.

"Fuck, yeah, Dave!" Debra shouted, her voice barely 
muffled in Kristie's swampy slit. "Gimme your spooge! 
Let me feel every goddamn glob!"

I could feel her cunt muscles milking and squeezing my 
cock, pulling my juice out and into her steaming vagina. 
Aunt Shirley squeezed hard on my balls to empty them and 
two inches of her squirming tongue tickled my asshole 
and pressed against my spasming prostate.

I was half-dazed and I collapsed on the bed. I watched 
Aunt Shirley hurry to the living room and return with a 
small leather case, which she handed to Debra. Then 
Debra took Kristie into the bathroom and... well, 
judging from the screams of pleasure, I'll only say that 
what they did in there was quite kinky but enjoyable. 
And Aunt Shirley and I kept busy, of course. I feasted 
on her spicy pussy and she sucked my cock, still coated 
with her daughter's secretions.

Kristie's eyes were glazed when she wobbled out of the 
bathroom after half an hour. Her face was flushed 
crimson and she had a dreamy, satisfied smile on her 
face. Debra followed, leather bag in hand, and she 
looked at my hard-on as her mother worked her tongue 
around the head.

"Well, looks like you're 'up' to fuck my sweet brown-
eye." She turned around and grabbed her butt cheeks, 
bending at the waist and spreading her buns. Her 
puckered anus winked invitingly and a small dribble of 
juice oozed from my cock onto Aunt Shirley's tongue. We 
arranged a new scenario with Debra on her back and 
Kristie sitting on her face, bending so that Debra could 
tongue-fuck Kristie while our anal aunt reamed Kristie's 
sensitive rectal portal.

I filled Debra's bowels with a load of cum that left me 
drained. I got to watch Aunt Shirley siphoned my deposit 
out of her daughter's ass and then they grabbed a pair 
of dildos from the leather bag and double-teamed 
Kristie, making her the middle meat of a lesbian 
sandwich. Kristie impaled her pussy on Debra's dong 
while Aunt Shirley skewered her asshole. Kristie loved 
it, of course, and even insisted that I be involved. She 
licked my cock and balls while Debra sucked and reamed 
my ass.

It was certainly a memorable visit we had and Debra 
insisted that we visit her out in Los Angeles.

"Now that is Fuck City, USA," she said. She promised to 
show us some of the wild, kinky sides of "El Lay" only 
and insider knows. "Some of the big names in Hollywood 
do some stuff that even the tabloids can't hint about. 
Hell, incest, butt-fucking, you name it, if it wasn't 
invented in "Holly-weird," it was probably refined and 
perfected there." She mentioned a couple of familiar 
celebrities to tease us.

Naturally, that's one trip we're really looking forward 
to.


10: Kristie, John, Renee and Me

I had told Kristie long ago about John. In our school 
days we had experimented with each other sexually, as 
most young men do (Kristie assured me that girls play 
with one another, too.) John is married now and he and 
his wife Renee had no trouble accepting my relationship 
with my own cousin, Kristie, despite our age difference.

Although John is still my best friend, our youthful 
forays in mutual jerking off did not continue over the 
years, nor did it interfere with our development and 
relationship with the opposite sex. John and Renee had a 
strong marriage of nine years and they were delighted 
that Kristie and I got along so well. Renee knew that 
John and I had explored each other and she had been 
understanding, and, as it turned out, curiously 
fascinated. So was Kristie.

Recently, Kristie and I were invited to John and Renee's 
condo for a dinner in recognition of my fortieth 
birthday. After a pleasant meal, Renee announced that I 
was going to get a surprise that she and John and 
Kristie had planned. You guessed it.

"The thing is, David, we had absolutely no idea how to 
go about surprising you. So... " Renee then stood up. 
She's 5'6", with short, dark blonde hair. She was 
wearing a simple party dress, and she reached behind her 
and in a second the dress puddled around her high-heels. 
Wearing black underwear and stockings, Renee was 
striking.

Kristie then stood up and quickly removed her dress. I 
was quick to respond to this erotic display and I 
watched as Renee sat next to John and opened his pants. 
She deftly removed his hard-on and held it for us to 
look at.

"David, John has a wonderful 6-inch cock. He has told me 
that yours is bigger. May I see it?"

Kristie was already unfastening my pants. I lifted my 
butt so she could pull my pants and shorts down and my 9 
1/2 inch hard-on sprang out like a jack-in-the-box. 
Renee's eyes widened when she saw it, and both she and 
John smiled appreciatively.

"Oh, my," Renee said. Kristie had removed my shoes and 
socks and as she took off my pants, John quickly 
stripped and he and Renee walked toward me. As Kristie 
held my cock in her small hand, Renee and John sat in 
the floor between my legs. I could see that hungry look 
in Renee's eyes. So could Kristie. 

She pointed my cock at Renee who smiled and leaned 
forward. Her wet tongue poked from her mouth and she 
licked the knob. Placing her hands on my thighs, Renee 
opened her mouth to admit the knob and Kristie removed 
her hand as John's wife took my prick into her hot 
mouth. She groaned and I saw that she was stroking 
John's cock and it was already seeping pre-cum from the 
tip.

Kristie turned my head and kissed me. "Happy birthday," 
she said. Renee ran her tongue up the underside of my 
cock as she pulled her mouth off my cock.

David, John wants to try sucking this beautiful prick. 
Is it okay with you?" I smiled and nodded. Kristie 
rubbed my chest and Renee held my cock for her husband. 
My best friend stared at my cock as he moved forward.

"Lick the balls, first," Renee told him. "David has such 
big balls." Obediently, John's tongue began licking at 
my sac. We had never done anything other than jerk each 
other off all those years ago. Maybe John had fantasized 
about other things over the years. Just as I had.

"Ooh, David's prick is dribbling, John. Lick it up. I 
know you want to." Again, without hesitation, John went 
after the drops of clear pre-cum oozing from my cock 
head. Then his lips wrapped around me and I groaned. 

"John has wanted to do this for years, David. This is as 
much a present for him as for you. Kristie assured us 
you'd approve. It looks as though he's doing a very good 
job. Yes, dear, suck David's beautiful prick. My own 
cocksucker." Renee kissed John's cheek.

 I had told Kristie of several fantasies I'd had about 
John over the years. I looked at her and asked, 
"Everything?"

She smiled and nodded. She held up her hand and opened 
it. In her palm was a condom. "Everything," she replied, 
smiling. I kissed her and our tongues intertwined. At 
the same time I felt Renee's tongue join John's as 
together they licked my aching cock.

Over the years, I'd often had fantasies about John. I 
had thought about fucking him and, yes, taking his cock 
in my ass. Even during our sessions of mutual 
masturbation, thoughts of sucking and fucking had 
occurred to me, but I'd never done anything. I had, 
though, told Kristie. And now I was enjoying the 
sensation of John's lips and tongue on my cock, along 
with his wife's, and Kristie was indicating that I was 
going to get to fuck his ass.

Renee looked at me. "Yes, David. John wants you to fuck 
him.. I want to watch this splendid prick of yours fuck 
him. He can take it, can't you, John." He nodded, still 
sucking my throbbing meat. "I fuck him all the time with 
my strap-on. He loves it."

We headed for the bedroom, and Kristie and Renee removed 
the rest of their clothes, though Renee kept her garter 
and stockings on. Renee got a tube of K-Y and she lay 
down on the bed and instructed John to straddle her 
head, facing her feet, so she could watch as I fucked 
his ass. He followed her instructions and she took his 
cock into her mouth as she smeared the lube around and 
inside John's pore.

Renee handed Kristie the tube, and after we got the 
condom on, she stroked some of the slippery stuff on.'
	"John, I've had this cock in my ass before and it's 
wonderful! You'll love it." Kristie did enjoy being 
screwed there, and she regularly fucked me with her 
strap-on.

Renee positioned the head against John's sphincter and 
rubbed the knob around the closed opening. Kristie stood 
beside me, one hand caressing my ass, the other between 
her legs. Renee was talking, almost whispering.

"Oh, John, this is so incredible. i wish you could wee 
this as close as this. David's prick needs to get 
inside, dear. Relax, relax." Slowly, John's sphincter 
did relax and my flared knob eased inside.

"Ooh, yes-s-s!" Renee hissed. John groaned and his head 
dropped between Renee's legs. "Oh, God, fuck, yes!" 
Renee said as my cock impaled her husband's ass. I was 
holding John's hips and felt him breaking into a sweat. 
But then, so was I, more from excitement than anything.

Kristie hugged me. "Happy birthday, David. Fuck him 
good." Her hand returned to my ass and one of her 
fingers circled my own sphincter. My belly soon met 
John's flesh, my entire length was firmly embedded in 
John's tight, hot channel. I was smiling, not just from 
the physical pleasure I felt, but also the sense that a 
fantasy I'd had for half my life was no longer just a 
dream but was now a reality.

John's voice, muffled from between his wife's thighs, 
pleaded, "Ah, fuck my ass, David. It hurts so good. Ooh, 
God, fuck me!"

"Fuck him, David," Renee urged.

"Give it to him," Kristie said, making it unanimous. I 
had held still, letting John adjust to my cock. Renee's 
fingernails tickled my balls and I slowly, reluctantly 
withdrew from the snug opening. "Lovely, oh, God," Renee 
mumbled as she watched, her face only inches from the 
connection.

Soon, John and I had established a regular rhythm. He 
exhaled and groaned each time my cock bottomed out. With 
Kristie and Renee adding their own moans and audible 
expressions, I was encouraged to increase my speed.

"Give it to him," Kristie breathed into my ear.

"Fuck me!" John pleaded.

"Do it, David," Renee urged.

I had to cum. Kristie could tell. My hips were quickly 
slamming John's ass. With a powerful thrust I sank my 
cock into his asshole and felt my cum rush up my shaft 
and erupt from the slit into the condom's reservoir. I 
could feel John's ass spasm around my cock and he 
groaned and gasped, "I'm cumming!" Kristie's finger 
slipped inside my anus and she shuddered and made noises 
which indicated that she, too, was cumming.

My cock soon started to lose its firmness and I held 
onto the condom as I withdrew from John's ass. I saw 
that Renee was sucking John's cock, though he had 
evidently shot spunk onto her cheek before her mouth had 
captured him. Kristie removed the condom from my cock 
and I leaned down behind my friend and held Renee's head 
in my hands. 

I kissed her forehead and she let John's limp cock slip 
from her lips and rolled away from her. I licked the 
warm, salty splash from her cheek and the kissed her. My 
tongue sought and found more jism in her moth, which she 
shared.

When we looked up, Kristie had poured the contents of 
the condom over her breasts and John was kicking each 
breast clean of my liquid. Renee scurried to John's side 
to lap my spunk from Kristie's other breast. Kristie 
hugged them as they nursed, sucking my man-milk from her 
pert tits.

Renee went out and brought some wet washcloths and we 
used them to freshen up and we rested then, entwined on 
the bed. We talked of things we wanted to do with each 
other and when Renee admitted that she had never had sex 
with a woman before, Kristie asked if she would like to 
try now.

"I'd love to, Kristie. How... what?"

"Just lie back," Kristie said. She crawled forward and 
kissed Renee's full lips, then inched downward, sucking 
the brown nipples of Renee's breasts. Kristie's tongue 
left a wet trail over Renee's belly as my lovely young 
cousin made her way to Renee's moist pussy. Renee's face 
reflected her enjoyment as Kristie pleasured her sex and 
trilled her clit. I felt my cock responding and I 
noticed that John's pole had already risen to attention. 
I reached over and wrapped my hand around his shaft.

"Go ahead, David. Do it." Kristie had stopped her oral 
ministrations and both she and Renee were smiling, their 
eyes wide and twinkling. Yes, I had wondered what it 
would have been like to suck John's cock. I had never 
thought of doing it with any other male, only my friend 
John. His cock was hot in my fist. Blood pulsed in it 
rapidly. I bent my head toward John's cock. Kristie kept 
whispering, "Yes, David, yes." I felt the heat from the 
knob when it was still an inch from my parted lips.

All four of us held our breath. Silence filled the room 
as the smooth knob of John's cock slid over my lower 
lip. My tongue met the tip and I opened my mouth to let 
his hard-on inside. It was John who broke the silence as 
my tongue wriggled against the nerve bundle underneath 
his cock, just behind the glans. I instinctively knew 
what would make his cock feel good.

"Oh, God!" he gasped. His hips thrust involuntarily, 
driving his cock deeper into my mouth. It was warm and 
the flesh tasted clean and good.

"Yes!" Kristie said. "Ooh, David, suck it!"

I was soon on my back and John and I were engaged in a 
feverish 69, and I caught a quick glimpse of Kristie 
hovering over Renee, grinding her young pussy on Renee's 
mouth.

As I mentioned earlier, I'd never given any thought to 
doing anything sexual with another male, with the 
exceptions of my fantasies about my best friend. And as 
a fortieth birthday present, I had John's cock in my 
mouth while my cock filled his. The sounds of two men 
and the two women grunting and moaning in pleasure was a 
delight.

My tongue twirled around John's cock and I could taste 
his pre-cum, just as I knew he could taste mine. I 
fondled his balls; he toyed with mine. My finger circled 
his sphincter; his finger circled my pore, pressing, 
seeking entry. I wanted to cum in his moth and, yes, I 
wanted him to fill my mouth with his warm seed. And just 
as I knew I was close to exploding, I sensed that John 
was soon going to slake my thirst.

I heard Renee wail as Kristie's talented tongue brought 
her to the climax she needed. John had managed to get my 
entire cock in his mouth and on each downstroke his 
throat squeezed at the head, coaxing my climax. My 
finger squirmed into his rectum, still most and 
receptive from the ass-fuck I had given him earlier. I 
worked my finger around and massaged where I felt the 
swell of his prostate. He followed suit, his squirming 
digit encouraging my imminent release.

"Oh, Renee!" Kristie gasped. "Cumming! Oh... cumming!" 
John pumped his cock deep into my mouth, his sac resting 
on my nose. I felt him swell in my mouth even as my cum 
left my balls and began the rapid flow up my shaft. My 
spunk poured into his throat even as his juice fired 
into the back of my mouth. 

I could not have even imagined letting some guy's cock 
and jizz anywhere near my mouth, let alone inside it, 
but not only had I been sucking on John's cock, but I 
had enjoyed doing it. His cum was like a thick soup, 
warm and slightly salty, and I thought it was quite 
good. That's why I swallowed it.

We slept for awhile, made plans for them to visit us two 
days later, and Kristie and I went home. We went to bed 
and held each other. I wasn't horny, I just felt like 
holding the woman I care about.

"David?" Kristie's voice was soft.

"Yes."

"Was that a good present? I mean, is it all right? Now 
that the fantasy has become real? Are you okay?"

"Kristie, I'm fine. I had always wondered if my 
fantasies about John meant I was gay or something, but I 
think that I won't wonder anymore. It was fun, I 
wouldn't mind doing it again, but I love you, even more 
now, if that's possible." We hugged each other tightly.

"And I love you, David." Sleep came quickly and found me 
smiling.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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