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Broken Birds, Part 7, Hoonesty

Part 7
Honesty
Beth awoke to an empty bed. Michael was up showered and shaved, sitting beside her, gently rubbing her arm.
“Time to get up, Honey, “ he said gently.
She sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She dropped her chin, and then jerked her head up, her hair flying behind her head. This typical female move had the unintended consequence of making her breast bounce.
Michael noticed. He looked away to avoid getting hard, but looking down, his reaction was obvious. Beth saw it too, her eyes filled with mischief.
“Come here Daddy, I’ll fix it. I wanted to show you this last night, but I was too tired.”
He walked over dubiously.
Beth rolled onto her back, her head just off the bed. She swatted his hand away as he started to undo his belt. She had been dreaming of doing this.
She unlocked his belt, undid his pants and moved the zipper down. His cock sprang free as she pulled his shorts down. It was rock hard, oozing pre cum from his slit.
She wrapped her hand around the monster and pulled him forward into her waiting mouth. She caressed its head in a sloppy kiss, then reached for his ass and slowly pulled him forward, burying more and more of his cock into her warm, wet mouth. His cock had reached her throat. She wished she could see his face. She pulled him further forward. His cock slid into her throat.
Michael had never felt such intense pleasure until her throat began to massage his dick. She pushed him back a little to gasp some air then forward to rebury it. On the fourth stroke, he could hold back no more, his ejaculation as hard as he had ever felt, shooting cum directly into her stomach.
She pushed back a little as he continued to cum, taking his last strings in her mouth.
When he finished, she rolled over and sat on her legs, locking eyes with him. She opened her mouth and showed him the milky semen on her tongue and then swallowed.
He grabbed her up in a hug and kissed her, tasting his own salty cum.
When they broke away, she beamed.
“Shosh taught me that. I told her I felt so bad that I couldn’t give you a physical cherry. She suggested my throat. You know those bastards never got in there.”
He went to hug her again and she jumped off the bed and fled to the bathroom
“Gotta pee.”
Michael went into the living area while Beth put herself together. It was another rainy day. Shoshana sat in one of the reading chairs with a Kindle.
Michael went over to her. She looked up, smiling.
“What’re you reading?”
“About tomorrow. It looks like recovery time is a couple of weeks for everything but my pussy. I can’t wait to be normal again!” Her eyes clouding with fear, “that is if I’ll ever be normal again.”
He took her hand and pulled her into a hug. “I want to thank you for teaching Beth. It means a great deal to her and even more to me!”
She looked into his eyes and parted her lips, begging. He kissed her warmly, pressing her body against him with frantic urgency.
He pulled out of the kiss gently.
“Since I’m having the surgery tomorrow, can…”
Beth entered the living area and called out with mock anger, “Trying to steal my man?”
Shoshana let go immediately and then saw Beth smile and the laughter in her eyes.
Hearing Beth, both Rachael and Lynne came into the room.
Rachael served breakfast as the other four sat at the table.
“Will Alice come?” Lynne asked.
Michael hesitated, considering what to say, then simply shook his head no.
Rachael saw his eyes. “What’s wrong?”
“I need to confirm some things with her. By the way, you know she can’t tell me anything unless you tell her she can.”
“Dad. What was said in that room needs to stay in that room.” She was deadly serious.
He held up his hands in surrender.
After filling all the plates, Rachael went to sit down. Michael held her chair, softly squeezing her shoulder. Since he could not see her eyes he had no idea the effect of his touch. The others saw clearly.
By the time Michael reached his chair and looked up, Rachael’s look of pure pleasure was hidden.
“Dad, there is something we have to talk about.”
He put down his fork, “OK Honey, shoot.”
“Alice helped us a lot, but it’s only words. In one night, the only man I trusted gave me back my life. We talked with Alice about it a lot. Yesterday before you got here, she said she knew of another case where one of her rape patients spent a night with a man she trusted and began to move forward.”
“Anyway,”
“We want to try with you,” finished Shoshana.
After making the connection between Rafaela and Alice, Michael suspected that this was coming.
He looked at each of the women and they silently nodded.
“Shoshana would…” Beth stopped as Shoshana held up her hand.
“Mom should be first. She’s had the most abuse. I probably shouldn’t have sex before my operation. I also don’t want to be with Michael until I heal. That way, it’ll all be new,” she said in a pleading voice.
“Michael has not said yes, girls,” Rachael managed to get out.
“Beth, are you OK with this?” he asked.
“It’s a bit crazy, but yes. Without any men other than the guard zombies, we’ve gotten pretty close.”
He searched her eyes to make sure her agreement was not out of misguided kindness. Her eyes and genuine smile convinced him.
“If we do this, are we intending it as a long term thing or one time?” He held up his hand before anyone answered, ”My point is this. We’ll probably be together for a long time and jealousy would destroy us.”
He waited.
“Dad, your harem awaits. Rachael and I can’t make babies, but Shosh and Lynne can. I know its unconventional, but I don’t know if I could ever trust another man enough to give myself to him, so its you or the convent for me.”
Rachael said softly, “I feel the same.”
“So do I,” said Shoshana.
He looked at Lynne who struggled to suppress her sarcasm. “I’m not sure if it will be forever, but I’d like to try,” she said softly.
“If you guys are sure, of course I’m OK with it,” Michael said smiling broadly.
His harem mobbed him.
“Get a script from Alice for Viagra or Cialis before she leaves,” Rachael observed wryly, but with a strong hint of truth.
All of them grinned.
As the girls went to their respective rooms to pack, Michael headed to Alice’s cabin.
She saw him coming and tried to compose herself.
She opened her door to his gentle knock.
“Good morning Michael,” she said, holding out her hand.
He took her hand and shook it firmly.
She looked into his eyes and recoiled, pulling her hand free.
“Where is it?” He asked firmly, in a flat deadly tone. She shivered.
She went to her dresser and handed him what appeared to be a vibrator and handed it to him.
“You gambled with their lives. If Miguel had tried to take them they could have been killed along with those men out there. And now, if they find out you were a spy, how do you think they’ll handle having told you their most intimate secrets?”
Her head was down as she sobbed her shame.
“Where are your notes and recordings?”
She indicated her laptop and briefcase, ”Over there.”
He collected the items.
“I was going to give them to you when I left,” she sobbed.
“Is that everything?”
She nodded.
“Can I tell you my side?” She begged.
Because she seemed to have done a great job with the girls and Rafaela, he agreed to listen. He nodded.
“Rafaela was one of my first patients after her second rape. You know she grew up in the States?” he nodded. “Anyway, last year after they dragged her over the border to the US and arrested her, I felt terrible. I visited her once, but they wouldn’t let me after that.”
“Since I was already seeing Beth, Tim asked me to help some other rape victims flee their abusive father and brother. I didn’t know anything about David Walsh or who the victims were,” she paused, then went on, ”then Miguel contacted me a couple of weeks before we ran. I don’t know how he knew, but he told me that, if they would put pressure on Walsh through fear for his family, he might be able to help Rafaela get out of jail. He swore to me that they would not try anything, just keep the pressure on. To do that, he had to know where they were. They gave me that, “ pointing to the vibrator.
Mike examined it carefully. Miniature, frequency hopping, burst transmitter / receiver. Twenty minutes of talk transmitted or received in milliseconds. The memory card was in it.
“Any other memory cards? Don’t make me have you searched.” His angry gray eyes bored into her, violence lurking just below the surface.
She went to her purse and fished out a small box containing several memory cards.
“Where’s the headpiece?”
“It’s in the laptop case.”
“Here’s how this plays. I keep the laptop, your notes, the memory cards and the transmitter.” As she opened her mouth to speak, he held up a hand, “Non-negotiable.”
“You go say goodbye to the girls as though nothing has happened. You leave, telling them you have a tight flight connection.”
“Then go see Rafaela. She and her nieces really need you and she trusts you. I’ll tell her I have the transmitter. If I can’t talk to her, at least I can hear her voice.”
She blinked in surprise.
“Now go say goodbye to the girls.”
He turned and left without another word.
He followed her into the cabin to get his satellite phone and went outside while she talked to her patients.
He dialed Tim.
“We got a problem, Tim. It was the shrink, but she was recruited nearly two weeks before the plan triggered, so someone that knew the plan had to be in on it. I know you’ll run your internals, but did you check Peter?”
The silence spoke volumes. “Peter suggested her.”
“I didn’t see that one coming,” Michael admitted.
“I’ll get back with you,” Tim said and severed the connection.
When he got back to his cabin, he saw Alice leaving, the girls in a huddle, waving to her.
She stared at him from the passenger window.
She saw him standing rigid. “Dad, didn’t you want to say goodbye?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Sometimes Honey, people let you down,” he said sadly.
Shaking himself mentally, he slid his arm around his daughter and walked over to Rachael, bringing her into a three-way hug. Smiling they went inside the cabin for their last night.
His phone rang. He flipped the antenna and grabbed a jacket to go outside.
“Tim here.”
“What’d you find?”
“Seven phone calls to burn phones in Miguel’s little village. Took a look at his finances. I got a forensic accountant looking into it, but it looks straight, though he got a million dollar retainer the day after the girls ran. Jesus Christ, he loves Beth!”
“Keep digging.”
Michael hung up and returned in a black mood.
Rachael noticed immediately, “Bad news?”
He nodded, then realizing she might misinterpret, he said, “I think I’m going to retire and devote myself to my harem.”
“I need about twenty minutes to draft a message,” his mouth fell into a relaxed smile. Rachael smiled back.
He took the encrypted laptop to the far end of the living room, typing out the message he would sent tomorrow through a cell interface.
Rafaela
The girls have asked me to be their collective man as I am the only man they trust. Beth seems happy to share me with them. I have not yet asked her to share me with you, but if you ever want to be part of my family, I am sure you would be welcome. As two of the girls are fertile, there would even be babies!
By now, I hope Alice is on her way to you. Your two nieces need some help and I think Alice could be that help. Perhaps she would help you as well.
I kept the transmitter, so I can leave you messages and keep in touch. I also kept all her notes, memory cards and laptop so if her part in this is ever discovered by one of the girls, she can say that she gave me all her materials. I never want the girls to know they poured their soul out to someone who was working against them.
I truly hope she is with you soon.
The beautiful, sensual woman I came to know in two days deserves all the happiness her heart can hold.
I have to learn how to operate the vibrator / transmitter. At least I can hear your voice.
Love, Michael
Beth came out of the bedroom holding Rafaela’s letter and package. She’d forgotten about it. Michael had finished preparing the message for automatic send. He closed the laptop, put it carefully aside and went to meet his daughter.
“Go ahead. It’s addressed to you,” he said softly.
Beth
You don’t know me, but my name is Rafaela. I am older than you, but like you, I am a victim of rape.
Your father will explain who I am, but I wanted to tell you about the past few weeks.
Many people wanted you and the Walsh women dead. I was not one of them, but your father did not know that. I only wanted his help.
Your father came to my family’s compound in Mexico, alone, unarmed, without protection to bargain for your life and the lives of the Walsh women. Where I live, there are many armed men. He did not care. He offered to trade his life for yours and theirs.
As part of the bargain, he saved my life and then gave me a reason to live.
The enclosed is yours and the others to remind you of his courage and love.
Cherish this man. He is unique and has proven that he loves you and the Walsh women more than life. I hope one day to find such a man for me.
Perhaps one day we will meet.
Your sister
Rafaela
“Dad?”
“Get the girls,” he said firmly, “I only want to tell this once.”
His harem sat in the living area, anxious to hear about “Rafaela”.
“Rafaela is head of a drug smuggling family. She was abducted by DEA agents and brought to the US where she was arrested and put in prison. The case was shit, so they claimed “Patriot Act.” I looked into it and it was just total bullshit.”
“Anyway, they paid David a lot of money to help get her out. He had the goods on a lot of people and lots of influence, so they thought he would use that influence to get her out. When he took their money and did nothing, they tried to force him by threatening his family. They never intended for anyone to get hurt, but they ratcheted up the pressure pretty good.”
He looked at Rachael, “You were the wild card. You and Beth bonded, so when you ran, she went with you. Since you ran together, they were threatening Beth as well.”
He paused to let them ask any questions. There were none.
“When Tom was killed in prison and David killed himself, the plan fell apart. Fortunately, Tim’s guys got into your house quickly after David died. They’re pros and found most of the dirt David had accumulated. When the Zapatas got there, the blackmail leverage had been taken. Back to square one.”
“Then I became a target. Beth was with you. She was vulnerable.”
“They may have had some help identifying me as the go to guy. I went down to Mexico to negotiate a trade for your lives for the information, but before I went, Peter made a deal with Homeland Security and the CIA. They release Rafaela and get the dirt David had accumulated.”
“I got down there, negotiated with Rafaela’s brother and she was released that night.”
“She was mutilated the second time she was gang raped.”
“Did you make love to her?” Beth asked quietly, her lip trembling. He could see the hurt just below the surface.
He nodded, keeping his eyes locked on hers.
“Was that part of the bargain for our lives?” Rachael asked.
“I honestly don’t know. The first night, she slept in my arms, fully clothed. Then she made up some bullshit about not being able to reach her people to call them off, so she kept me there. We made love the second night.”
“Let me get this straight. You went to Mexico, to the home of a Mexican drug lord, all alone, to protect us?” Lynne certainly boiled things down into a simple equation, “Are you crazy?”
Beth still looked hurt, but not devastated.
“Anyway, she went back to her world and I came back to mine,” he said looking straight into Beth’s eyes, “I’m sorry Honey. I hope you meet her sometime. I think you’d understand.”
Beth just nodded and began opening her gift. Michael held his breath, hoping it would not be something that would hurt her.
The box held four beautiful platinum and gold pendants in the shape of a heart fitted into a velvet form, each with a birthstone. The box had a place for a missing, fifth pendant.
“Really!” Beth said with mock exasperation in her voice, “You haven’t even tried us all and you’re already expanding your harem!”
Shoshana had her pendant with an emerald already around her neck.
Dinner was subdued. Everything was packed and ready to go except clothes needed tomorrow. Shoshana fidgeted nervously, afraid of the operations tomorrow. Rachael worried about her “night” with Michael. Beth still hurt at the thought of her Dad with an unknown woman. Lynne fought her growing adulation of Michael. Michael replayed the discovery of Peter’s treachery.
“Beth, I think you should be with Michael tonight,” Rachael said softly.
It broke the spell. Beth thought, ‘I’m being a spoiled bitch.’
It was just after 7PM when Beth stood and walked over to Michael. “I’m sorry Dad. I’ll be fine. Just no more surprises for a while. Now go take a shower. Whatever is on your mind put it aside. Tonight is for Rachael and she deserves all your attention.”

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The Harem Pt.4

This the 4th chapter, I recommend to read part 1 to 3 first to understand the story. All described persons are of legal age. This is my first story and I’m not a native speaker but I’m happy for your criticism – good or bad. Please comment if you want the story to continue.

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My Polish Neighbour Chapter 5

My Polish Neighbour Chapter 5
Maria disappeared to her flat leaving my with my shrivelled cock dangling outside my pants in the cold, having had a beautiful but quick mouth there. I panicked wondering how I could face Mum who had caught us just when I came in Maria. My trousers were dripping with wet spunk, spilled by Maria in her haste once she saw Mum.
I walked aimlessly round the darkened rec and streets fearing going home, but could put it off no longer.
Bracing myself for the worst, I opened the front door quietly and crept in. No one appeared. Walking toward the living room, I saw Mum, half facing away from me with her back to the door, in her favourite chair alone with a bottle nearby and half a glass of wine in her hand. I did notice, to my utter amazement, her other hand between her thighs with her skirt exposing her mid-thigh so that I could see the tops of her stockings and some of her white flesh but not her hand which was moving slowly somewhere else.
This was the last thing I would have thought she would be up to. Dad was obviously out as usual, probably at the pub after work. I found myself stuck not knowing what to do, but aware she hadn’t heard me. Torn between fear and prying on her in a very private moment, between escape and being exposed, I just stayed very still and watched. She was obviously the worse for drink as she was talking to herself but slurring her words.
“The lit’le bastard, so that’s what he’s up to is it. I hate her. I could slap her face the bitch, right outside our flats too, brazen shit. And why doesn’t his fucking father come and do me for a change. I ain’t getting any from anybody. He’s at the pub trying to make it with that slut of a barmaid who’s been there ten minutes and thinks she owns the place and the blokes in it too. Well fuck em all, fuck em all.”
I wanted to go and hug her, I felt so sorry for her in my teenage mind. I was trapped where I was totally impotent to do anything and certainly without that kind of courage.
“Oh god even my little clitty won’t do it for me tonight. Maybe it’s the booze. Another swig might help for god’s sake.”
She downed the whole glass, put it down and lifted her hand to her open blouse and reached for her tits under her bra. Her other hand began moving faster, though I couldn’t see as she was facing more away than toward me.
“Come on my little one, just for me, oh just for me.”
She went quiet, her eyes closed as she moved her hands more impetuously and faster. I stood for what must have been about five, ten minutes losing all sense of real time. I was very hard though I didn’t think of wanking. Mum was getting more impatient with her rapid hand movements at her pussy and tits. Suddenly,
“Oh shit, shit, I can’t even make my fucking self. Damn, damn you all.”
She picked up her wine glass and threw it into the empty fireplace, smashing into hundreds of shards.
I decided I had better not go in just yet and quietly made an exit, just as I had gone in.
Wondering around for awhile, I realised I couldn’t just stay out all night, so I would have to face up to her. Returning, I made my entry.
As I closed the door behind me and turned, I felt a sudden hard slap on my left cheek, followed by another. I grabbed her hands to stem her fury.
“You fucking bastard Ian. You lied to me and I go and catch you at it with her right in our back yard. Can’t you wait till your old enough? What’s she got anyway? She’s even older than me for god’s sake. I just knew you were having it off with her, aren’t you?
“Mum, I’m so sorry, so sorry I couldn’t help it, she just took me.” It didn’t really matter what I said, it only made matters worse.
“What with your father at the boozer and you getting off with her, I have had enough. Your father’s never home, and when he does get home he just ignores me. What you just got never happens here. Ian let go my hands now their hurting. I won’t slap you, I promise.”
I let her hands from my grip. Suddenly she put her arms around me and hugged me really tight; I felt her tits hard against my chest and held her close and tight to me as well. She even pushed her thigh between mine so that I felt her warmth below hard against me. I felt my cock harden against her. Nothing was said then. We just became very close as she tried to make up to me and show her love.
Then she led me into our living room still holding me tight around my waist and very close. As we got to the sofa, she nudged me onto my back as I fell into it. Mum then lay on top of me, pressing herself still very close to me.
“Ian, don’t let go of me, I need you so much. Your Father is a shit always neglecting me. Don’t you let me down will you? You surely can’t love her more than me, can you?”
I hadn’t heard her so desperate and I certainly wouldn’t dream of letting her down. How could I? What does she mean by a remark like that?
Just at that moment, Mum spread her legs either side of my right thigh, so that she was astride me, pressing hard into me. She placed her lips on my cheek to kiss me. I then felt her lips just lightly pass across mine, back and across, the merest touch but so arousing. My cock stiffened upright against her tummy as she began to ride me. I realised in my relatively immature state that she was riding her mound on my thigh, pressing against me.
“Please don’t move Ian, don’t move, just stay still like that, like that.”
I knew almost instinctively not to move but to just let her make the movements she wanted. Her lips still brushed mine so gently but with a controlled passion, as if she were trying to hide her need from me, yet share it. Her skirt had ridden up above her thighs so her pussy was rubbing against my trousered leg. I felt her pubic bone hard on my thigh. I also felt the softness of her pubes through my trouser. She must have been soaking for I could feel my trouser leg getting moist. I still kept very still. She was moving like an uncontrolled machine, kissing my cheeks, then from nowhere, back to my mouth but pushing her tongue into my lips to get entry. Feeling overwhelmed, I let my mouth open, only to have her exploring me round my tongue inviting me to respond which I did as if I had been all my life.
“Oh Ian my love that’s lovely, just right there. Don’t move will you. Keep right there, please, oh please. . .”
She started to shake on me and lifted her tongue from my mouth. I still held her close even though I wanted so much to feel her breasts, but didn’t dare. Then it happened. Convulsing, Mum shuddered over me moving her cunt crushing herself against my leg it was almost painful except it was wonderful to be part of the cause of it happening.
Screaming her need she finally collapsed on me, shaking from the moment of her release.
I lay under her as Mum started to recover, albeit totally wet from sweating.
Still over me, she became aware of me hardened cock pressing against her tummy. Kissing me again on my lips then tongue to tongue Mum ran her hand along my hardon. Just then we heard the key in the front door. Dad, obviously earlier than we had thought.
“Ian go to bed. I’ll bring you some supper. Do wait for me. I promise I’ll come to see you.”
Before he was in the door, I disappeared to my room and shut the door. Then there started the most awful exchange of angry words between them. Both my and the living room doors being closed it was muffled, so I couldn’t hear at all. Then it went quiet. I opened my door carefully to overhear them.
“I want it you fucking bitch. I am going to fuck the daylights out of you right now.”
“Well that’s a surprise, you seemed like you’ve forgotten how to do it, ye selfish shit. I hate you. You’re never here, always at the boozer. Fuck off back there to that penny bitch.”
Then an almighty wicking sound as I heard him rip her skirt and hit what must have been her bum. Through the key hole I saw him turn her on the sofa so her arse was facing him as she pressed her knees into the cushions. He was naked from his waist with his clothes round his ankles and was only semi-erect from his drinking. He pushed his cock toward her pussy.
“What a’you been up to without your panties then eh. So you can get to it easily or someone else can?” She ignored the remark, but he was near the mark.
Fortunately for him, she was still wet from her lovely cum, and it slipped in regardless of not being that hard.
He held her hips firmly as he shoved and pistoned her at the same time slapping her cheeks. She had gone completely quiet. Not a sound emerged from her. But I could see her fury as he plied himself in her. After about three minutes he stiffened, closed his eyes and shot his load into her passive cunt.
I hadn’t viewed Mum before like that and had mixed emotions, sadness at their lack of love for each other, fascination with my Mum’s darling pussy that had been against me a few moments ago, glad that she had her wish earlier as well, appalled at my father’s treatment of her.
Retreating to my room again, I waited the outcome of their connection. He went in a huff to bed and was soon snoring loudly. I decided to get ready for bed and went to the bathroom for a belated wash and shower, hearing Mum in the kitchen preparing something for me and possibly us. The naughty in me thought of not wearing anything in bed with just a sheet covering. I had no idea how Mum would be so I did put on just the lower part of my jarmies.
Mum joined me with two bowls of rice pudding.
“I reckon we both need this Ian.”
She made no mention of Dad. I chose to take her queue. We passed the time warm together with cocoa after. Very cosy and family like. Then, “Ian, I’m so sorry what I said earlier about your friend Maria.”
I reassured her that I hadn’t taken it badly.
“Sounds like, you’ve been having a nice time with her Ian?”
“How did it happen that you’ve got so close to her then?”
I relayed the story of Phillip and I being invited round and how she had noticed that I wasn’t so interested in her cats but what a show she had put on doing it. I felt less embarrassed than I would have been without recent events having happened.
“You won’t fall in love with her Ian will you?”
It was a fair warning. But again I told her no chance.
“Good Ian cos the only person I want you in love with till you’re older is me, your Mother, Got it?”
“I’ve got it Mum, in one, and anyway I wouldn’t want it otherwise, she’s a good friend that’s all.”
“Do you like what she does to you?”
“Yes?”
“I liked what happened to me this evening before your Father arrived.”
“Oh Mum really?”
We had put down our plates and cups. Mum began to run her hand over my sheet covered lap and thighs, slowly sliding her hand across to my tummy naked above the sheet.
“Would you like me to look after you too?”
“How Mum?”
“Like this son, like this,” moving her fingers across the sheet to cover my cock, already half hard.
Her left hand trapped my cock under the sheet moving in line with it, until it became stiff against my tummy.
“Stay there, don’t move.”
Statue like, except my cock leapt up under the sheet involuntarily. Back in a moment from the bathroom, Mum had a jar of Vaseline.
“Sorry, Ian not quite what I wanted but I hope you like it.”
She opened the jar and wiped a wad onto her fingers. Pulling the sheet back she revealed my cock, smoothing along it with her unvaselined hand and she began a gentle stroking of my length.
“Ian, I hope this will be as nice as what Maria did, even though I’m not doing what she did.”
She then smoothed the Vaseline all over my cock from my head and down around my balls. Holding my balls in one hand, she wrapped her lubricated hand round me and started to give me a beautiful oily rub.
“Ian, try not to cum too soon. I want this to last while I talk with you, ok?”
“Oh sure mum, sure.”
“In my self Ian, I knew that you and Maria must have something going. And I don’t mind at all. You know that. I would like to get to know her if you didn’t mind. How do you feel about that?
“Oh Mum, I’m close, so close and I don’t mind at all as long as I can see her on my own as well.” She backed off the slide-slip and smiled.
“That’s lovely Ian, thank you. Its time I widened my circle of friends and she seems to be a woman of the world. Why has she not married? No leave that Ian. Its time I took care of this lovely beauty. Thank you for letting me. I want for you what happened for me this evening, so good, so good. I shall want more of you Ian. Is that alright with you?
Did you like my kisses then?”
“Mum it’s wonderful, just wonderful, just right too with that stuff. And I loved your kisses, they made me so excited.” With that she leaned forward, opening her blouse with her free hand to reveal her braless breasts, slightly floppy to my hands. Leaning further, she ran her lips across mine, pushing her wet tongue between my teeth. She paused her slip-slide to hold me back. I was panting now as my hands revelled in her soft flesh and our tongues moved with each other.
At that moment Mum leant back took my slimed cock in both hands and increased the pace so that it would be impossible to retreat again.
I tensed completely, my cock being taken totally over the top to cum over her arm and breasts.
I was speechless and shattered from the sheer height she had taken me.
Mum held me close once I had recovered and put her spunked arm round me to cuddle me.
She held me close as if I was the love she should have been having next door.

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Sis Comes Home For Memorial Day – Part III

When I woke up Saturday morning, I found I was alone in bed. I glanced around the apartment and did not see Melissa anywhere. Then I spotted a note on the nightstand. “Went out for a morning run. Shouldn’t be long. Love you… Melissa.”
I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. I had just turned the water on when I heard the door open. I heard the Melissa come in the front door. “You better not be taking your shower without me!” she said walking toward the bathroom. “Did you forget that we were going to take it together?
I stepped out of the bathroom telling her, “I thought you wanted to wait until after we got mom and dad’s approval for our new relationship.” She looked sexy in her running outfit. Her hair pulled back in a ponytail. Her t-shirt was probably about a size too big.  She couldn’t have been wearing a bra because her nipples were clearly outlined. If the fact she wasn’t wearing a sports bra wasn’t surprising enough her chose of running shorts was even more so.They were bright red and so tight they you could make out the outline of her pussy. Her skin was covered from a light coat of sweet.
“That was just for making love silly,” she laughed. “We can find other ways to play Bro.”
I went back into the bathroom and turned the shower off. Sis was in the kitchen downing a bottle of water to quench her thirst.
“I have a few ways in mind,” I said with a smile. “What’s with the morning run anyway? We’re going to get a workout working in the yard and setting up tables at the folk’s house today. Not to mention the special workout I have in mind for you.”
She walked up to me guiding my hands to her legs.  “I don’t think you’ve really felt these yet. Not a bit of flab on them is there? I doubt even your special workout would keep them in this kind of shape. Whispering in my ear she told me, “Let me tell you a secret Bro, your little sister gets really horny from her morning runs.”
I was not surprised the way her tight shorts must have been rubbing her pussy with each stride. I dropped to my knees and rubbed my hands up and down them feeling the tight muscles in them. I then moved my hands to her waist. Hooking my thumbs in the waistband I pulled her shorts down and she stepped out of them. My face was now inches from her pussy. My hands cupped her ass and pulled her closer. The smell of her pussy was intoxicating.
“Cat’s got your tongue again huh?” She asked.
It sure did and with those words my tongue parted her pussy lips and started licking. Every few licks my tongue would tease her clit. As her breathing grew harder so did my licking. She ran her fingers thru my hair as she started to grind her pussy against my face.
“Oh god your tongue feels good bro!” she moaned as I stuck my tongue into her hot wet pussy. “Oh yes!” she yelled. I started fucking her with my tongue.  Her breath started to come in short gasps. “Aaawwww fuuuck!” letting out an ear piercing scream as she started to come.
Not saying anything she pulled me to my feet and locked her lips with mine. Our tongues probed each others mouths in the most passionate kiss we had shared yet.  We moved toward the bed and she fell on top me. We broke our kiss and practically tore what little clothes we were still wearing off of each other.
She dove for my dick taking its entire length in her mouth. Her head was a blur as she fucked me with her mouth with the same enthusiasm as I fucked her with my tongue. “Suck it hard Sis!” I begged.
Just as I ready to come she came to a stop and slowly pulled her mouth off it. She started licking up and down the length of it occasionally taking the head in her mouth.  Whatever she did the change of pace kept me from shooting my cum down her throat.
I reached out taking her leg and pulled it toward me. Sis knew exactly what I wanted and straddled my face. “I’m glad you’re still hungry,” she told me lowering her pussy to my face. As she continued the tortuously slow licking of my dick my tongue slowly explored her pussy avoiding the sensitive spots I had discovered moments earlier.  I guess she decided two could play this teasing game as her long licks turned to soft kisses on my dick, balls, and thighs. Despite the slow teasing i felt that I was soon going to cum. I could tell that Sis was about to cum as well because her thigh muscles were starting to tighten. She must have sensed I was ready as well. Simultaneously she swallowed my dick as I sucked and nibbled on her clit and we both came together.
As we laid there recovering, I said, “Geez Sis, that was so intense my balls actually hurt.”
“I’d be happy to kiss them and make them feel better,” she said sympathetically.
“You’d end up with a face full of cum if you did,” I warned her.
“I’ll have to see if you live up to those words another time. Right now we need to get a shower and get over to mom and dad’s house.”
I pulled her to me and we kissed for a few minutes.
We got up and headed toward the shower. I turned the water to the shower on adjusting the temperature so it would be warm enough to be comfortable, but not so hot that we ran out of hot water. I had a feeling that this shower was going to last a while and get pretty hot anyway.
We climbed in and started washing each other. We didn’t miss a single inch of each others body.  After we finished washing, Sis put some shampoo in her hand and started washing my hair. She pushed me under the spray and rinsed it for me.
“I have another fantasy that needs fulfilled and I would bet you have the same one,” she told me as she handed me the shampoo.
“You’re right.  I have dreamed about it so many times I’ve lost count,” I told her honestly as I started washing her hair. She had her eyes closed and played with her breasts as I worked the shampoo into her hair and lightly massaged her scalp. After a few minutes she told me that was good but I had missed some. I poured a little more into my hand and shampooed her thick brown bush of pubic hair.
“I’m planning to let my hair grow long again,” she informed me. “But only if you’re going to help me take care of it.”
“You’ve got a deal,” I replied with a smile.
She pulled away and rinsed the shampoo from her hair.  I reached over to shut the water off for the shower.
“Not so fast… did you forget you bought me conditioner too?” she asked. “Make sure you work it in real good.”
I repeated the process with the conditioner instead of the shampoo. This time I did not miss taking care of her bush. I could tell she was enjoying my hands working the conditioner into her pubic hair.
“I think I know a better way to condition my pussy,” she said. Sis then put her arms around my neck and started to wrap one leg behind me.  Knowing what she wanted, I took her ass in my hands and lifted her up. She wrapped her other leg around me locking them together. With her back against the wall, my dick was pressed against her pussy. Slowly she started sliding up and down.  The conditioner had made things very slippery and the juices coming from her pussy made it more so. Melissa just stared straight into my eyes not saying a word as she worked her pussy against my hard dick. Her speed increased and she added some side to side movement as well. This time there was only soft moaning from each of us as we came again collapsing down to the floor of the shower.
The water was now totally cold bringing us back to reality. Looking at the clock, I knew we had to get going soon. “Sorry Sis, but playtime is over for this morning. We need to get dressed and get going,” I told her.
“That’s okay Bro. we have our whole lives ahead of us for playtime,” she said with confidence.
When we got in the car and started driving to our parent’s house, Melissa made a call on her cell phone. Speaking into the phone she said, “Hi dad. Mom asked me to call and let you know when we were on our way. Okay, we’ll see you in a few. I love you Dad.”
I reached over and ran my hand up and down her leg. “Melissa, I’ve been thinking about what you said at the airport when you said I should practice what I preach. I’d like to start running with you. Any time I start trying to do anything like exercise to stay in shape I just don’t stay motivated. Would you like partner?” I asked.
“I’d love that. Since we’re going to be partners in everything else let’s add morning runs to the list,” she said with excitement. “You won’t believe how much more energy it gives you to start the day.”
“I think I found that out already. Take it easy on me to start, I’m definitely not as good of shape as you,” I told her squeezing her thigh and feeling how firm it felt.
“I will, but seriously you seem to be in decent shape. You seem to have a lot of stamina,” she said eying the bulge in my pants. “You need to keep that under control for the rest of the day.”
“Hey that goes of you too,” I teased glancing toward her hard nipples.
“Damn, I should have worn a padded bra, but I don’t even own one anymore,” she cursed. Her eyes lit up as though she had an idea and opened the glove box. Reaching in she pulled out the first aid kit.
“You should have been a Boy Scout. You’re always prepared,” she said with a giggle. She looked around and told me, “We better pull into that empty parking lot for a minute.”
Not sure what she was up too, I did as she asked. I parked the car as she took off her t-shirt. She opened the first aid kit and pulled out two pieces of 4 inch square gauze pad. She lifted one cup of her bra and placed the gauze on her breast before pulling the cup back down. She repeated the action with the other breast. After putting the t-shirt back on she pulled it tight against her. Looking down, she checked the results.
“That seemed to work. Let’s go.”
“What about my problem?” I pointed out looking down at the bulge in my pants.
“Hmmm, I could give you a quick blowjob, but from how that went earlier you stay pretty hard even after you cum.” Her eyes lit up again as she looked in the first aid kit. “I’ve got it!” she announced as she pulled out the scissors from the first aid kit. You could hear the ‘snip snip’ as she opened and closed the blades as she stared at my lap.
“Sis!!!” I hollered. I knew she was joking but just the thought of it made me cringe.
“It worked though,” she said as she glanced down at my crotch. My hard-on was now gone.
She leaned over and gave quick peck on the lips.
“Okay, we’re both ready. Let’s get going,” she instructed.
We were surprised when we arrived to not find our parent’s sitting outside enjoying the nice morning as they often did. As we entered the house the smell of fried bacon in the air explained why.
“Just in time,” said my dad. “I thought we could share a nice family breakfast together.” The table was set for four with bacon and fried eggs on each plate. He went to the refrigerator and pulled out a pitcher of orange juice and set it on the table.
Mom was finishing making toast. “Does anyone want a cup of coffee?” she asked.
Melissa and I both replied that juice was fine.
“You two really didn’t have to go to all this trouble,” Melissa said.
“Oh nonsense dear,” Mom said back. “You two are doing us a great favor by helping out. Your dad and I both hate to admit it but it is getting to be a little to much for us to do this every year. By the time our guests get here we’re too tired to really enjoy it.”
Looking at Melissa, Mom continued, “I know you’re gonna tell me you’re watching what you eat, but I don’t want you working on an empty stomach and passing out. If you want there is some fruit salad we got for the cookout.
“Spoil yourself this morning Sis,” I chimed up. “You said you like to treat yourself to a real breakfast every few weeks and you did skip your usual breakfast to workout this morning,” pointing out to her and trying to keep a straight face.
“I didn’t realize our new found friendship was going to include you ratting me out to our parents. I may have to reconsider things,” she said smiling sarcastically.
Mom noticed it was just playful banter between us but having some fun she asked, “Shawn was there something you should been ratting out about your little sister all these years?”
Caught off guard my stomach knotted up. Melissa came to my rescue and responded, “I promise I’ve been a good girl and Shawn has been a good boy. I only regret that it has taken us until now to become friends again.” She gave me a sisterly kiss on the cheek. “Now let’s eat I’m starving.”
We both dove into our meals enjoying the first home cooked breakfast either of us had eaten in a long time. The rest of the meal was the normal chit chat people exchanged at breakfast. Melissa surprised me by eating a second helping.
When she finished eating I took her by the arm and pulled her to her feet. “Okay Miss Piggy, it’s time to get to work,” I told her.
We picked up our plates taking them to the sink and rinsing them. Suddenly bolting toward the door she hollered out, “Last one out has to cut the lawn!!!”
Knowing that she hated cutting the lawn I maintained a normal pace and headed out side.
While I cut the lawn, Melissa took care of hosing down the patio and cleaning up the the furniture. Once all that was done we set up the tables and chairs. Our dad instructed us where he wanted them set up as he cleaned his grilling area up. That was always his domain and he had insisted on taking care of it himself.
Mom took a break from taking care of the food prep and brought us out some homemade lemonade while we all took a break.
With all the major work done I asked if anything else needed to be done.
“We did pick up some new flowers that need planted and some other work in the flower bed,” she said with sadness in her voice.
Like the grill had always been Dad’s domain, the flower bed had been Mom’s. It must have been difficult for her to ask us and admitting to herself it was getting to be to much work for her.
“Sure Mom, we’ll need your expertise to let us know what goes where and whatever else needs to be done,” Melissa volunteered.
That brought a smile back to Mom’s face knowing the flowers were still her baby and Melissa and myself were just doing the grunt work.
We went to work planting the new flowers with Mom pointing out where she wanted the various types. She asked Melissa to trim the dead growth from the existing plants while she went inside to finish some of the kitchen work.
I found myself starting to take in the sight of my gorgeous sister as she bent over working on the plants. With the the exception of not having the tight running shorts on she had the same look as when she came in from her morning run and I found myself getting hard remembering the hot sex we had that morning. Melissa must have noticed it and brought me back to reality. “Snip snip,” she said holding up the garden shears.
I picked up a small bit of dirt and tossed it at her. She in turn did the same which turned into a playful fight between the two of us. The forgotten memory of doing the same as kids came back to me.
“Okay you two,” interrupted Dad. “I see your playfulness with each other is still the same. You did a great job on the flowers and I am sure your mom will be happy with it. She and I still have a few things to do in the kitchen. Why don’t you both get cleaned up a little and relax in the living room.”
Walking into the house we both looked at each other nervously. The time had come to let our parents know what our feelings were and how we wanted to be together.
After Melissa and I cleaned up we went to the living room. Melissa sat down on the couch. I started to sit next to her, but instead went over and started fixing Mom and Dad’s normal afternoon drink. I mixed them a little stronger than they normally would. Looking up at Melissa I asked, “Do you want one also Sis?”
“You really have to ask?,” she said. “Maybe you should have one too.”
“Actually I’m fine,” I replied. I took Melissa her drink then and got Mom and Dad’s and set them on the end table next to the loveseat. As I took a seat our parents came into the room.
I pointed to their drinks on the end table and they picked them up and sat down next to each other.
Dad spoke up saying, “We really want to thank you both for your help today. We’ve decided this will be the last Memorial Day cookout we host. It’s just become to much for us for us both to handle. You were both kids when this tradition started. It is very special that you are both here for this last one.”
“You know this really doesn’t have to be the last one. Shawn and I have already discussed that we could help out every year. If you need help with the other things we can help with those as well,” Melissa offered.
“Hey remember when we were little how the two of us would take the snack trays around so everyone could socialize?” she directed at me.
“Yea that was actually pretty fun,” I said. Forgetting how I am usually uncomfortable around large amounts of people I added, “Let’s do that tomorrow.”
Mom about spilled her drink and dad looked just as shocked. Mom looked at Melissa and said in a demanding but joking voice, “Okay girl spill it. Where is your brother and who is this guy? Are the police going to be here soon and digging up my flowers?”
We all busted up laughing. As the laughter subsided, Melissa responded, “Come on Mom we may have been cold toward each other for so many years but we would never hurt each other.”
“We know that dear,” mom responded. “You two never even fought that i can recall. Your offer to help is so sweet, but we can’t bother you to come every year to help out. We know you can’t always break away from work even for the holidays.”
“As for the two of you serving the guests together again you have remember that most of the guests are getting old,” Dad said. “They’ve noticed how cold you’ve been toward each other. We might as well call the paramedics now to invite them because there will be a massive outbreak of heart attacks!”
Again the roar of laughter erupted. Mom’s comment about Melissa coming back every year opened the conversation to letting them know that Melissa was moving back. The conversation was about to become much more serious.
“Mom and Dad… I have something I’d like to tell you,” Melissa said with happiness in her voice. “I’ve decided it is time for me to move back.”
Before she could say anything further Mom and Dad both came over and the three of them embraced. Tears of joy were in everyone’s eyes including my own.
“That is great sweetheart,” Dad said. “We have some things we’ve been storing in your room, but it shouldn’t be any problem clearing them out. You can stay here as long as you’d like until you get your own place.”
The moment of truth had arrived. It was time to tell them our plans and how we felt about each other.
Melissa responded, “That is very nice of you to offer but I…” Stopping to take my hand in hers she continued, “we have decided…”
Taking over I said, “We have decided that the two of us would live together.”
Mom looked sad again asking, “I can see you’ve gotten along for a these past few days staying together, but isn’t Shawn’s apartment a bit small for the two of you to share for the month or so for you might need to find a place of your own Melissa?”
“You’re right Mom,” I agreed. “It is too small. Melissa and I really haven’t had a chance to discuss that yet, but it goes without saying we would need a bigger place. We should be able to find pretty nice place we can both call home.” I felt her hand squeeze mine lightly as her nervous smile transitioned to a happy one.
“Gee, when you put it that way it sounds so permanent. Your mom and I pretty much gave up that you weren’t planning on a new relationship. You’ve just been content living your current life alone,” Dad said looking at me. “We’ve been alright with that as long as it that is what you’re happy with.”
“But you Melissa…” Mom joined in the conversation, “from seeing the renewed interest you’ve taken in your appearance it’s pretty obvious that you want to have someone in your life. What happens then? Do you kick your brother out? Do you move out leaving him stuck in a place bigger than he’s comfortable with?”
“You’re right Mom I do want a long term relationship again, but Dad you’re wrong about Shawn. He wants one as well. The relationship we both want and have wanted for a long time is with each other,” Melissa said with a sigh of relief.
The full meaning may not have been apparent yet, but now the words were out there. Attempting to clarify them I placed my other hand over the one’s we were holding already. She placed her’s over mine. We looked at each other smiling and turned toward our parents. If not for the fact that we were siblings it would seem like any other newly engaged couple telling their parents the good news.
“Mom and Dad. Melissa and I are in love with each other,” I said to them with sincerely.
Looking a little confused as the words were sinking in Dad responded, “Well of course you love each other. Despite how cold you were toward each other growing up you’re still brother and sister.”
Taking her turn Melissa said, “We do love each other as brother and sister. We also love each other as a man and woman can love each other, both emotionally and physically.”
Before they had time to react to that, I added, “Did you ever wonder why we were so cold toward one another? You’ve said it yourselves that it started when we hit our teens. I think the emotional love has always been there although we were too young to understand it at the time. When we’d go to the zoo, I’d drag Melissa around showing off to her with what I knew about the different animals. Just like a boyfriend would do with a girlfriend. That is how we acted yesterday when we went as well including enjoying a beautiful sunset and the effect it could have on a couple.
Melissa continued, “When we hit our teens the attraction became physical for both of us. I could tell Shawn found me attractive. That is what gave me the confidence to start dating. After dating a few different guys I knew in my heart that it was Shawn I loved. I never acted on those feelings because I didn’t know until recently that he felt the same. I kept it to myself all these years because I thought he would hate me if those feelings came out.
“That is how it was for me as well with one exception. I never found the same self confidence she did until the other night when she dragged me to Coaches,” I said attempting to lighten the tension a bit. “The other couples there didn’t know we were siblings and treated us like a couple. Since I didn’t have to put up that wall with Melissa, I was more relaxed.”
Mom took a sip at her drink which was long gone already and asked, “Why are you telling us this? I mean you could have gone ahead with your plans letting us think it was a simple thing like a brother and sister offering support to each other following your broken marriages and what happened behind closed doors would only be for the two of you to know.”
“If we had proceeded behind your back and somehow you found out, we know how disappointed you would be with us. We want to be open with you about it and if either of you feel you can’t accept it we won’t do it. We would both bury those feelings deep inside of us and act like a brother and sister the remainder of our lives,” Melissa replied.
“So… you’re asking for our approval?” Dad asked in a raised voice.
I didn’t sense anger in his question but wanting to convey the strength of our feelings I said in a louder voice, “Yes sir. If this was a conventional relationship I would be asking you for permission to marry your daughter. Melissa and I love each other and want to live together as husband and wife.”
We all sat in silence for what seemed to be an eternity but in reality was probably less than a minute.
Breaking the silence Mom said, “You know as you were both growing up your father and I discussed many possible situations the two of you might get into and how we would deal with them. No parent ever wants to think it could happen to their children but we thought it best to prepare ourselves. We discussed things like drugs, early pregnancy, getting in trouble with the law, and others. We’ve been a fortunate family that nothing like that ever came up. This is a situation we never even imagined or prepared for.”
“Could you both give your mom and me time to talk privately?” Dad asked. “It shouldn’t be long. Maybe if you took a walk around the block together.”
Melissa and I both thanked them for hearing us out.
“Like your mom said we didn’t anticipate this situation, but we always agreed that no matter what you came to us to talk about we would listen” Dad said.
Still holding hands we left the house.
We walked in silence both reflecting on what we had told them and how they reacted.
When we reached the first corner, Melissa looked at me asking, “Well what are you thinking?”
“Well they stayed pretty calm about it and didn’t kick us out and disown us.” I said.
“Come on Shawn, we both knew inside that wouldn’t happen. We know our parents well enough that the worse that will happen is they won’t be able to accept it and we keep our promise to them that we return to a normal sibling relationship.” Melissa responded.
“Okay. I think it went pretty good myself. It seemed to be a lot easier than I thought it would be to tell them. I know I have problems saying how I feel most of the time, but when there is something I really believe in very strongly I don’t have any problem. They both know that and I think I expressed things with that same conviction today. Also the way we told them I think helped a lot too.”
“What do you mean?” Melissa asked.
“Did you notice how naturally we took turns telling them things or answering their questions? I think it demonstrated that both had the same feelings and how strong they are,” I explained. “How about you? What are you thinking?” I asked in return.
“I’ll keep it simple,” she responded pointing to a nearby house with a for sale sign. “We need to start house hunting.”
I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her, but since we grew up in this neighborhood and there were sill many people who knew us we had to limit our display of affection. Instead I put arm around her and gave her a quick kiss in her head.
As we reached the final corner we recognized one of the old neighbors. He spotted us as well and walked to the sidewalk greeting us, “Melissa and Shawn…It’s so good to see you both.”
I shook his extended hand telling him, “It’s nice to see you too Mr. Burns.”
“I think you’re a bit old to be so formal. Call me Tom.” Turning toward the house he hollered, “Honey come out here.
Mrs. Burns stepped out of the house onto the porch. Seeing us on the sidewalk she walked toward us opening her arms giving us both a hug. “Melissa you’re looking great. We were so sorry to hear your marriage broke up.”
“Thank you Mrs. Burns,” she answered but was interrupted.
“What a I told your brother goes for you too young lady,” Tom said in a chastising voice.
“Thank you Donna,” Melissa said correcting herself. “They say all things happen for a reason. I truly believe that my marriage ending only means that someone even better is out there for me.”
“That’s the spirit Melissa, many people think its the end of the world when their marriage ends and can’t seem to move forward.”
I knew that comment had been directed at me but withheld a grin or comment. If only she knew how wrong she was in my case.
“We noticed you earlier helping your folks out. Are you going to be at the cookout?” Tom asked.
“Unless something unexpected comes up, We wouldn’t miss it Tom,” I answered.
Donna reminisced, “I remember when you two were little coming around with snacks at the cookout. You looked so cute together.”
“They still do,” added Tom. “I wish our kids got along and were as friendly to each other as you to seem to be”
Thinking quickly before we both burst out laughing Melissa said, “We still have some details to work out with Mom and Dad, so if you’ll excuse us, we’ll see you tomorrow.”
As we walked up the driveway our parents were sitting on the porch waiting. Dad held the door for us and motioned us inside. They followed us inside.
Before we took our seats again. Dad stepped toward me taking my hand and shaking it while placing his other hand on my shoulder.
“Congratulations Son. This may be a biased father’s opinion but you couldn’t have made a better selection for wife than my beautiful daughter.”
Mom at the same time was giving Melissa a hug and kiss congratulating her and commending her choice.
Mom and Dad then swapped places. Mom giving me a hug and kiss and Dad giving Melissa a hug and kiss. They then moved over and sat down together.
Melissa turned to me with a stunned look in her eyes saying, “Shawn, please tell me this is for real and I’m not just dreaming.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s for real Melissa,” I told her as I leaned forward and kissed her on her lips.
“Sit down you two lovebirds,” Mom instructed. “We have some planning to do.”
“What do you mean Mom?” asked Melissa.
“Well if you’re going to live as husband and wife your dad and I think you should have a proper ceremony,” Mom told us.
“But Mom, you were a legal secretary for so long. I am sure you know we can’t legally get married.” I pointed out.
“There is another way,” Mom started to explain. “I think it was about 15 years ago or so the firm I worked for had a gentleman as a client who was gay. He knew that he couldn’t marry his partner legally so he inquired about having a Commitment Ceremony. We researched the subject and informed him it would not give him any of the legal rights given to married couples but at the same time no laws would be broken if he and his partner had one. Have either of you ever heard of a Commitment Ceremony?”
Melissa spoke up, “Actually this morning I was looking online for ways we could express our love for each other and read about them. Although I felt that you would give us your approval, I never thought you’d be so supportive. I never discussed it with Shawn. We’ve already expressed our feelings to each other with informal vows last night. I thought we would just leave it at that.”
Being somewhat bewildered, I asked, “Would someone please fill me in on what you’re talking about?”
Melissa turned to me saying, “Honey… A Commitment Ceremony is almost like an actual wedding. It can be as simple or extravagant as the couple wishes it to be. The only real difference is that it is not considered a legal marriage. There is not marriage license and you don’t really need an officiant to preside over it. Like Mom pointed out gay couples have been doing it for years.”
Turning to Mom, Melissa asked, “Do you think we should have one? It would just be the four of us. The only other person I would trust to know would be Amy and she lives out of state now. It would seem so right if you and Dad would witness it.”
I started to say something, but Dad stopped me. He informed me, “Son, This is now in the hands of the women we love. Our job now is to leave everything to them and help them if asked.”
“Your dad and I talked about it while the two of you were walking. You’re going to need a few things to help you make your new neighbors think you are married. Melissa you’ve already changed your name back so that part is taken care of. I think these would help also.”
Reaching down between the cushions she pulled out a small royal blue box that was extremely faded. Opening it she revealed a set of wedding rings. “They were your grandparent’s rings,” Mom stated. “They wanted me to give them to one of you when you got married. I guess subconsciously my maternal instinct sensed things might not work out for either of you so I never passed them along.”
Adding to the discussion, Dad added, “The love and feelings the two of you showed tonight is the same true love that your grandparents had and that your mom and I still have for each other. We both want to show you are support by passing them on to the two of you knowing that your love will indeed last forever.”
“Moving on to the next item,” Mom continued. “Would tomorrow morning be too soon? We could do it right here in the house. The cookout could be your reception.”
“Tomorrow would be fine Mom, but we can’t tell the guests about this so how could we consider it a reception?” Melissa inquired.
“Working around those lawyers I learned the art of manipulating words around so you could be telling the truth and not revealing the truth. Some of those guys could probably make a murder a candidate for sainthood,” Mom said proudly. “You just leave that part to me.”
“So now that we know when and where I have a question for you Melissa. I know my wedding gown isn’t quite as fancy as the one wore for your wedding. Would you like to wear it tomorrow?” Mom asked.
Melissa was at a lose for words. Thru her tears she could only nod yes.
Standing up and looking at me Mom directed, “Shawn your bride and I have a lot to do to get ready for tomorrow. Call me old fashioned but I still believe that the bride and groom should not see each other the night before their wedding. I need you to go home and gather up her things and bring them back. I don’t think I need to tell you what you need to do for your part.”
Turning to Dad she told him, “Let’s go outside for a bit and give them some alone time to say goodnight to each other.”
They were barely out of the room when I took Melissa in my arms kissing her with a tender passion. We were both crying by the time we broke apart.
“It’s really happening isn’t it?” Melissa making more of a statement than a question.
“It sure is,” I answered. “Mom is right there are some things I need to take care of. I’ll miss you tonight but knowing we’ll have the rest of our lives to be together I can handle it. I better get going before Mom kicks me out.”
“Okay Shawn, I’ll miss you too.”
We came together for one final kiss before I left.
“I’ll see you in the morning then,” I told her.
Melissa whispered in my ear seductively, “I’ll be waiting for you my love.”
I drove back to my apartment in a mixed state of happiness and disbelief.
After I arrived I quickly gathered Melissa’s things packing them back into her suitcase.
Looking around I knew I had to make better plans for us to spend our first night as husband and wife. I started to search online for hotels in the area that had bridal or honeymoon suites. I knew it was a longshot but I started to make some calls. As I thought most of them were already occupied, but on the fourth call I got lucky. The newlyweds who had booked it received a surprise gift. The couple’s parents had gone together booked a cruise for them leaving Sunday evening. The hotel extended the normal checkout time for them, but told me they could have it available by 5:00 PM. I told them I’d take it asking them if I could get it for Monday and Tuesday night as well. Melissa’s flight was scheduled for Wednesday. That was something I needed to talk to her about because I wanted to go with her.
With that out of the way, I got in the car to head to the mall. Our parent’s house was on the way so I stopped to drop off Melissa’s things. When I arrived there was a strange car in the driveway with out of state plates. Dad met me on the porch to take the suitcase.
“Do you have company?” I asked.
“Amy’s in town. Seems she’s having some marital problems. She knew your sister was back also so she called her. They’ve always been the best of friends so Melissa asked her over. With a wedding dress out Amy asked what was going on so she was filled in on the secret,” Dad informed me.
“How did she react?” I asked.
“Actually pretty good. She seemed more happy for the two of you than surprised. Are you okay with Amy knowing? Dad asked. “It seems kind of awkward considering that you and Amy used to see each other.”
“Actually it is. I know Amy well enough that she’ll be discreet about it. I’m happy that Melissa can now share it with her best friend. Amy’s pretty smart I wouldn’t be surprised if she had things figured out already since she was close to both of us.”
“She’s being a big help. It’s probably good for her and keeping her mind off her own situation,” Dad said.
“I better get going then. I need to get to the mall and see if it’s possible to get a tux on such short notice,” I informed him.
“Wait here a minute. I think I can help you with that,” said Dad as he turned to go into the house.
Returning a few minutes later he hand me a business card reading ‘Ted’s Tuxes’.
“I’ve had to use them at the last minute many times. The law firm your mom worked for always used to host short notice black tie events. I don’t know why I just never bought one,” he seemed to be asking himself. “I took the liberty of calling them. I didn’t give them any details as to why you need one. I’ll leave that up to you. Since you’re average size they think they should have something in the store already that would fit you. They’re expecting you.”
“Thanks Dad. Give the ladies my best.”
“One more thing Son,” he said stopping me. “I think you should consider finding somewhere nice for the two of you to spend tomorrow night. I’m sure you’ll find it more romantic than your apartment.”
“Already have it taken care of Dad.”
I proceeded to the tuxedo shop and picked out an appropriate one. I opted not a tradition groom’s tux with tails so as to not raise any questions. Fortunately they had one on site that fit me decently. Because Dad had called, they asked one of the seamstress’s to come in and handle any required alterations. After about 45 minutes it was ready and I could take it with me. I graciously thanked everyone. As I handed the seamstress a one hundred dollar bill for coming on her day off to take care of me, she said, “That’s very generous of you sir. I wish you and your bride the best of luck.”
“Thanks,” I said. “How did you know?”
“I’ve been doing this long enough to know that about the only thing a man would need a tux for on a Sunday morning would be for wedding. Since you weren’t picking a particular style you couldn’t be a last minute substitute to be a groomsman. So that would mean you’re the groom. Can I take a guess at something else?” she asked.
“You seem to be on a roll, so go for it,” I told her.
“Well seeing that it is a holiday weekend either you or your bride came in from out of town. The two of you probably were a couple from times past or very good friends. When you got together the sparks just flew and those feelings you’d had toward each other just came out.”
“You are one hundred percent correct. Again thank you very much.”
I had two more stops to make wanting to get Melissa something special.
When I got home started to straighten up things and do the laundry. I didn’t know how long I might be gone helping Melissa get things in order and ready for her move back.
While I was waiting for my laundry to finish. I sat down at the computer and wrote what I thought would be appropriate vows. I emailed them to Melissa’s phone to get her opinion.
Finally I felt that everything I needed to do was finished. Sitting down it really started to sink in that the woman I loved most in life felt the same about me and we were going to be together the remainder of our lives. My thoughts were interrupted by the buzz of my smart phone letting me know I someone had sent me text message.
Melissa: They’re perfect Shawn.
Me: I’m glad you like them.
Me: Is Mom keeping you busy?
Melissa: She was for awhile. She’s baking a cake now. It won’t be a traditional cake though. Having Amy here has been a big help.
Me: Yea Dad told me she was having some marital problems. How’s she doing?
Melissa: Good. I hope it’s alright I told her everything.
Me: No prob. She can read us both like a book. She’d have figured it out quickly.
Melissa: I think she may have already but won’t admit it.
Me: Why’s that?
Melissa: It was her idea that I stay with you when I came back for the holiday
Me: I guess I owe her big time then.
Melissa: We both do. I’m really glad she can be a part of this.
Melissa: Hang on she wants to say hi.
Amy: Hi Shawn!
Me: Hey girl. How are you?
Amy: I’m doing great! Can I call you instead of texting?
A moment later the phone rang.
“Hi Amy,” I answered.
“Thanks for letting me call, I am not very fast at texting. I wanted to tell you how happy I am for the two of you. I know it’s out of the ordinary but I always thought there was special bond between the two of you.”
“I’m happy that you’re here to be a part of it. I know things didn’t work out between us but I still think of you as a close friend. I want you to know whatever is going on with your life we’ll both support you in any way we can.”
“Shawn that is very sweet of you. Your sister already told me the same thing. Let’s save that talk for later. Tonight and tomorrow belong to you and Missy.
Amy is the only person that can call my sister ‘Missy’. It was one of the only things I would do that I think Melissa would get mad at me about.
In a whisper Amy asked, “Did you get a nice room for the two of you to spend your wedding night?”
“Do you think the Bridal Suite at the Marriott will be nice enough?”
“Fuck yea,” she exclaimed. “How the hell do you manage to do that?”
I heard Melissa in the background ask what we were talking about.
“It’s a short story, but I’ll tell you another time. Don’t tell Melissa I want it to be a surprise.”
Amy told Melissa she’d find out soon enough.
“One more thing I got her a couple presents and one of them I want her to have before the ceremony, I you need to get it from me when I get there in the morning.”
I heard Melissa faintly, “Did you ask him yet?”
“Ask me what?”
“What kind of plans you had for the rest of the night,” Amy answered.
“Nothing really, why?”
“Since nobody is throwing you a bachelor party maybe I should come over and to a little dance for you. Maybe a striptease or pole dance?”
“That won’t work since I don’t have a pole in my apartment,” I said thinking I was off the hook.
“Oh Shawn… I haven’t forgotten how good it feels to ride the pole between your legs.”
“Amy, I can’t believe you’re talking about doing something like that with Melissa hearing what you’re saying.”
“It was her idea Shawn!”
I heard Melissa say, “Was not!!!”
She and Melissa got into a friendly was not… was too match for a few seconds.
Amy finally conceded, “Okay it was my idea, but you told me to go for it.”
Melissa admitted, “Guilty… I remember how much you said you liked how he ate your pussy and now that I’ve experienced it myself I wouldn’t want to deny my best friend the pleasure.”
“So what do you say Shawn? Want to have one final hot night in the sack together? We have Missy’s approval.”
“As tempting as that is Amy, I’m saving my energy for tomorrow night. From what I’ve heard in the last few minutes I’m sure you know we haven’t fully consummated our relationship.”
“I’m actually relieved that you turned me down. It shows me how much you love her. Well my pussy isn’t relieved though. I’ll have to work on it later. Hey I should see if the talent runs in the family and get your sister to eat me. I’ve never tried it with another woman before but I hear its pretty good.”
I could hear Melissa talking but couldn’t make out what she said.
“I guess I’m out of luck because Missy just told me she’s saving herself for tomorrow as well. She did hand me one of her vibrators to play with instead. She wants to ask you something but I told her she couldn’t on the phone, but to text you instead. Those silly marriage traditions haven’t caught up to the 21st century yet. I’ll see you tomorrow Shawn.”
Before she hung up I heard the unmistakable sound of vibrator placed against her phone.
A moment later I heard my phone buzz.
Melissa: Hey Shawn…
Me: What?
Melissa: About Amy, I know you think Amy and I were just teasing, but I was serious.
Melissa: If you want her to come over I am totally okay with it. I really think she could use some affection.
Me: Right now all I can think of is being with you tomorrow night
Me: If you and her want to fool around I’m okay with it.
Melissa: I have thought but it at times but have never tried it.
Melissa: It’s the same for me as with you. I can only think of being with you right now,
Melissa: I am really looking forward to tomorrow.
Me: I am as well
Melissa: My god Shawn, You should see Amy.
Me: ???
Melissa: She is fucking herself silly with the vibrator.
Me: No way…
Melissa: I’m serious want me to take a pic and send it?
Me: Better not… I’m only human and don’t want to get a hard-on over someone other than you tonight.
Melissa: I almost forgot. I wanted to ask you to bring the adapters to hook my phone up to the stereo.
Melissa: I’ve picked a really good song for our first dance. I’ve had it since it came out and would always think of you when I hear it.
Me: I’ve had one too. I wonder if they’re the same.
Melissa: Let’s keep them a secret until our dance.
Melissa: If they are different. we’ll just have two special songs for our first dance.
Melissa: I’ve got to go, I think my nymphomaniac best friend just came so hard she passed out.
Me: Goodnight then my soon to be wife. I love you.
Melissa: I love you too, my soon to be husband.

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An incest birthday chapter 11

Was on strike for a while. If someone keeps stealing my stories and reposting them under a different title I’m gonna stop writing. As usual comments and PM’s are appreciated.

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liveaboard fun 4

“Yeah,” Jimmy said, nodding his head. “It looks nice,” he said.
“Why don’t you taste it,” Mary said, letting one hand wander down between her legs and part her pussy lips, completely exposing herself to him.
“You mean it?” Jimmy asked, not believing his luck.
“Sure I do,” Mary said, bringing her feet up onto the edge of the table so that her pussy was wide open right in front of his face.
“All right,” Jimmy said, leaning forward and sticking his face into her pussy.
Mary sighed as she felt Jimmy’s tongue slide into her pussy. She was overdue for a good pussy suck. And watching him suck Bunny’s pussy and then get his cock sucked along with her brothers, well, that had gotten her more than excited. She had been delighted when he had come up into the salon instead of going to his cabin. And now she had his face in her pussy sucking her so nicely.
Mary was leaning back with her eyes closed enjoying Jimmy’s tongue so she didn’t notice that Sue had come up the stairs from below. She felt her presence more than anything as she opened her eyes and saw her standing right behind Jimmy with her mouth open as she watched him suck her pussy.
“Oh, Sue, I’m sorry,” Mary said, dropping her feet off the table and dislodging Jimmy from her pussy. “I didn’t know anyone was up.”
“No, I’m sorry,” Sue said, blushing a deep crimson. “I didn’t mean to…”
“Jimmy was just giving me an early tip,” Mary said with a smile.
“I’ll just go back down,” Sue said, turning to leave.
“No,” Mary said, getting to her feet. “You came up for a reason. You’re a guest on board this ship.”
“But I’m interrupting you,” Sue said, still blushing as Mary stood there naked.
“I don’t mind if you interrupt me,” Mary said. “And if it makes you feel that bad, why, I’ll just have Jimmy start again,” she laughed. “Or maybe you’d like to join us?”
“Would you mind sucking Sue’s pussy, Jimmy?” Mary asked him, a smile on her face as she saw Sue’s reaction.
“Well, yeah,” Jimmy replied, past believing.
“Is Harve asleep?” Mary asked, taking Sue’s hand.
“Uh-huh,” Sue said, nodding.
“Well, come sit next to me,” Mary said, gently pulling Sue by the hand over to the table.
Reluctantly Sue let Mary guide her over to the table. Mary sat down on the edge and patted the table next to her, inviting Sue to sit. Slowly and awkwardly Sue slid up onto the edge of the table, her nightshirt hiking up to the top of her thighs as she sat down.
“That’s better,” Mary said, smiling at her. “Jimmy’s real talented,” she said. “Do you mind if I let him finish what he started? Or maybe you would like to go first?”
“No, no, you — you go ahead,” Sue stammered, very shocked by Mary’s casual audacity.
“Come on, Jimmy,” Mary said, raising one leg up onto the table to make her pussy more accessible. “You don’t mind an audience, do you?”
“No,” Jimmy muttered, diving into her pussy.
“Oh, I just love the way his tongue feels inside of me,” Mary said, turning to Sue. “It’s very nice.”
“Aren’t you embarrassed at all?” Sue finally was able to ask.
“That you’re watching me get my pussy sucked?” Mary asked.
“Well, yeah,” Sue replied, watching as Jimmy’s tongue shot in and out of her pussy.
“Umm, that’s nice, Jimmy,” she said. “No, it doesn’t embarrass me,” Mary replied to Sue. “There really isn’t any such thing as privacy on board a ship. And I’ve seen it all and people have probably seen me in it all. So it doesn’t embarrass me. Now, I don’t want to offend anyone, of course. Do you find this offensive?”
“No, I’m not offended by it,” Sue said slowly, watching as Mary’s back arched in response to Jimmy’s tongue in her pussy. “Actually it’s sort of beautiful.”
“Wait until it’s your turn,” Mary laughed as she arched her back again. “I’m about to cum, Jimmy,” she said, holding his head with her hand. “Oh, god,” Mary groaned, arching her back and throwing her head back as she pressed Jimmy’s face into her pussy. “Yes, yes, yes,” she cried as Jimmy slurped at the juices flowing from her pussy. “Oh, god, yes,” she cried as Jimmy’s tongue again slithered up into her, searching out her juices.
Sue just watched in astonishment as Mary came. She had never seen another woman cum and she had only seen Harve cum, he being the only man in her life. She could feel herself wet between the legs from watching and fidgeted where she sat on the edge of the table.
“That was so wonderful, Jimmy,” Mary said, slowly letting her leg down as Jimmy sat up, her juices smeared across his face. “Thank you very much,” she said, leaning forward and kissing him, tasting herself on his mouth. “But now it’s Sue’s turn,” she said, turning and smiling at Sue. “I think she could use some of the same, don’t you?”
“Oh, no,” Sue said, blushing. “That wouldn’t be right.”
“Nonsense,” Mary said. “I can feel how excited you are, even smell it a little bit. Let yourself enjoy. This is a fantasy vacation. And here we have a nice, young, willing tongue just waiting to please,” she said, laughing. “He’ll never know unless you tell him. Or don’t you like having your pussy sucked?”
“Oh, no, that’s not it,” Sue said, blushing.
“Come now,” Mary said, sliding from the table to sit next to Jimmy in front of Sue. “Relax,” she said, putting her hands on her knees and gently pressing them open.
Sue resisted Mary’s pressure on her knees, totally disoriented by what was happening. On the one hand she was feeling a great deal of excitement at having just watched Mary’s pussy being sucked. And she was also excited by the idea of Jimmy sucking her pussy right here in the salon on a table while Harve slept below. But it was just so wrong.
“I can’t,” Sue said softly.
“That’s okay,” Mary said, immediately stopping her pressure. “I understand. I’m sorry for pushing you.”
“No, that’s okay,” Sue said. “Actually I appreciate it. That you’d think of me like that.”
“Maybe tomorrow night,” Mary said. “I’m sure Jimmy’s tongue is going to be kept busy on this trip. But anyway, I feel great and I’m going to bed. Thanks again, Jimmy,” she said, turning and kissing him. “See you in the morning. Good night, Sue. See you in the morning,” she said as she stood up and went into the galley.
“I don’t mind,” Jimmy said softly to Sue.
“Mind what, Jimmy,” Sue asked, blushing again.
“You know, eating your pussy,” he said. “I know I’d like it.”
“Well, thank you, Jimmy,” Sue replied, blushing again. “That’s sweet of you. But I don’t think my husband would like it too much, you know?”
“I’d never tell him,” Jimmy said, a very serious look on his face. “I know how to keep a secret.”
“I’m sure you do,” Sue said, sliding down off the edge of the table, giving Jimmy an inadvertent look at her pussy as her nightshirt slid up over her ass, leaving her pussy not six inches from his face.
“You smell good,” Jimmy said, leaning forward and drawing a deep breath through his nose of her pussy.
“Yes, well, good night, Jimmy,” Sue said, brushing her nightshirt down and covering herself. “I’ll see you in the morning,” she said, turning to leave, then suddenly turning back around and bending over and kissing him lightly on the lips. “You’re quite a gentleman.”
“Good night,” Jimmy said, smiling at her as she rose from kissing him.
Jimmy just sat there for several minutes trying to decide if his whole day had been a dream or not. Deciding that it had been and a great one at that, Jimmy went down the stairs to his cabin. Quietly opening the door and letting himself in, he saw his sister asleep on her bunk, her tits exposed and a sheet just pulled across her lower body. Sighing as he remembered Susan standing behind him while he had sucked Bunny’s pussy, Jimmy slid into his bunk and was asleep within minutes, totally spent from his day.
The next morning Jimmy heard some stirring, and just barely opening his eyes, was rewarded by the sight of Susan pulling on her g-string, giving him a good look at the wispy blonde hair covering her pussy. Opening his eyes all the way and yawning, Jimmy sat up.
“Good morning,” he said to his sister.
“Well, good morning,” Susan said. “I’m surprised you came home at all.”
“Came home?” Jimmy said. “Oh, well, it was late.”
“I guess so,” Susan said. “Did you like it?”
“Like what?” Jimmy asked cautiously.
“You know, Bunny,” Susan replied. “Eating her like that.”
“Yeah, I did,” Jimmy said. “It was really nice.”
“What’s it like?” Susan asked, curious.
“Well, sweet and thick, and just nice,” Jimmy said.
“And did she, you know?” Susan tried to ask.
“You should have stayed,” Jimmy said. “It wouldn’t be fair to talk about it. But if you were there, well, that would be different. Then we would just be talking about something we had both seen or done.”
“Oh, I see,” Susan said.
“I mean, you wouldn’t want me asking you what happened if you went in the cabin with say Billy or Bob, would you? I mean, that wouldn’t be fair either, would it?”
“No, it wouldn’t,” Susan said, smiling. “I get your point. Now let’s go eat some breakfast and go diving.”
“All right,” Jimmy said, jumping to his feet.
“Jimmy!,” Susan said, looking down at him.
“Oh, sorry,” Jimmy said, forgetting that he was naked, his cock standing out in front of him.
Quickly grabbing his shorts, Jimmy pulled them on and followed Susan out the cabin and up the stairs. When they got to the salon they found that they were the last ones there. Quickly getting plates of food, they sat and ate their breakfast, avoiding the others. Then it was out to the dive deck to get ready for the first dive. Jane and Don noticed that everyone seemed to be greeting Jimmy. First Mary, then Bunny, and then even Sue made special efforts to say good morning and hello. Jimmy couldn’t keep the grin off of his face as he realized that everyone was casting glances his way. Alice came over and hugged Susan, smiling at her before returning to don her diving gear.
The first dive that day was a place called Mount Olympus, a wall dive that started at 90 feet. For twenty minutes they were awed by the wonders of the spires and crevasses and colors of the depths as they explored. Then they slowly made their way back up to the surface. Once everyone had undressed and quickly showered off, it was up to the sundeck.
“Are you two having fun?” Jane asked, stopping at the seats where Susan and Jimmy were sitting with Alice and John and Bunny.
“Just great, mom,” Jimmy said, smiling up at her.
“Fine, mom,” Susan said.
“Well, don’t get too much sun. You don’t want to burn,” she added as she walked away.
“You two are lucky to have such a beautiful mother,” Alice said.
“I guess so,” Susan said, laying back and closing her eyes.
She was still in mental turmoil over what had happened the day before. She didn’t know how long she had lain there when she heard her mother’s voice again.
“Your father and I are going down to our cabin,” she said. “We’ve had enough sun for the time being.”
“Okay,” Susan said. “I’ll probably get out of the sun too.”
Looking around, Susan saw that Jimmy was over sitting with Harve and Sue talking with them. Alice was asleep in her chaise lounge and Bunny and her brothers were nowhere to be seen. Getting to her feet, Susan went down to the salon to see if she could locate Bunny or her brothers. Not finding anyone there, she went into the galley and over to the steps leading up into the wheelhouse. Going up the steps, she poked her head through the curtain.
“Hi, it’s me, Susan,” she said. “Can I come in?”
“Sure, Susan,” Ed replied. “Come on in.”
Climbing on up through the curtain, Susan could see that Ed was by himself.
“I couldn’t find anyone so I came here,” she said, fidgeting slightly under his gaze.
“Only me here,” Ed said with a grin.
“Yes,” Susan said. “I see,” she said, running her hand nervously through her hair.
“You want me to check the cabins and see if that’s where people are?” Ed asked, a glint in his eyes.
“Can you?” Susan asked, her eyes widening. “I mean, do you mind?”
“No, not at all,” Ed said, turning to the monitor and turning it on. “We’ll just go room by room, okay?”
“Uh, sure,” Susan agreed, moving closer and standing right next to Ed.
“Okay, here’s number one,” Ed said, flipping a switch.
Susan gasped as she realized that she was looking into her parents’ cabin, and even more that her mother was on her hands and knees and her father was ramming his cock in and out of her pussy from behind.
“Oops,” Ed said, reaching for the switch.
“No, don’t,” Susan said, reaching out and stopping his hand. “I want to see.”
“Okay,” Ed said, a big grin on his face as he watched the monitor.
Susan watched the screen in wonder, watching as her father’s cock slammed in and out of her mother’s pussy from behind. Suddenly she saw her mother pull away from her father’s cock and spin around, sucking his huge cock into her mouth. Susan saw her cheeks billowing and knew that her father had just cum in her mouth. She watched as her mother swallowed and gulped and sucked on her father’s cock, then she crawled into the bunk and he followed, snuggling up against her.
“Well, that was something else, wasn’t it?” Ed asked, turning to look at Susan.
“Yeah,” Susan replied, her breasts heaving, her nipples hard on the ends.
“Let’s check the others,” Ed said, throwing some switches.
He threw several switches, all showing empty rooms, until he got to Bunny’s room. Then Susan gasped as she saw the view from Bunny’s room. Bunny was sitting on top of Billy with Bob’s cock in her mouth. Susan could see that Bunny was sliding back and forth on top of Billy, obviously fucking him while she was sucking Bob’s cock.
“Well, that is a close family,” Ed said, leaning forward to watch. “Look at that girl go.”
“They’re her brothers,” Susan sputtered. “How can she with her brothers?”
“Well, now, don’t rush to judge,” Ed replied, turning to look at her. “It doesn’t have to be as bad as society and the world’s religions make it.”
“What do you mean?” Susan asked, staring at him in shock, her nipples hard knots in his face.
“Well, they always had that as a rule because of birth defects when close relatives mate,” Ed explained. “Nowadays you have the pill and all sort of other forms of birth control so that the baby issue is sort of irrelevant. If they were forcing her, that would definitely be wrong. But if she does it willingly, well, she’s entitled. They seem like really nice, well-adjusted kids to me. And it’s not as if Bunny is only interested in her brothers,” Ed added. “She seems to like boys in general, wouldn’t you say?”
“What do you mean?” Susan asked, surprised.
“Well, let’s just say that I spend more time in here than you do and I see things that you don’t see,” Ed said.
“Oh, god, you were watching yesterday,” Susan said, her hand flying to her mouth.
“Now, you don’t have anything to be bothered about,” Ed said. “It was no different than us watching this now,” he said, indicating the screen.
Susan turned to watch the screen just as Bunny got up off of Billy’s cock and Bob took his place, Bunny lowering herself down on his cock and then taking Billy’s cock in her hand and sucking on it. And to think she had almost let Billy do more with her yesterday.
“You shouldn’t have made Billy stop yesterday,” Ed said, as if reading her thoughts in reverse.
“What do you mean?” Susan asked, blushing.
“Well, it seemed to me you were enjoying it, when suddenly for some reason you just turned off. What was it? Why did you stop him? If you don’t mind that I ask you,” Ed added, seeing her flush.
“I-I-I was just confused,” Susan said lamely. “I wasn’t sure.”
“Well, that’s all right,” Ed said. “There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“Oh, gosh,” Susan said as she realized that Billy was cumming in Bunny’s mouth.
“Here, stand here. You can see better,” Ed said, pulling her over in front of him right in front of the monitor.
Susan watched in fascination as Bunny’s cheeks billowed as she swallowed Billy’s cum. Her mouth was hanging open as she watched Bunny lick, slurp and suck on the head of Billy’s cock as she got the last of his cum. Then Bunny slid off of Bob’s cock and turned around and sucked it into her mouth. Susan was so mesmerized or shocked that she either didn’t feel or didn’t mind when Ed softly let his arms slide around her under her arms and cup her tits, his fingers finding her nipples and pinching and pulling on them.
This went on for several minutes until Bob began to cum, Bunny’s cheeks again billowing as she gulped his cum down her throat. Susan was aware of Ed rubbing her pussy gently with one hand while the other stayed busy with her tits. When Bunny finished sucking Bob’s cock and sat up, Ed suddenly stopped rubbing her pussy and turned her around to face him, both her hands in his.
“You come back tonight after people start drifting to bed,” Ed said, smiling at her flushed cheeks. “Then you’ll really see some things,” he said, wrapping her hands around his hard cock straining against his bathing suit. “Okay?”
Susan could only nod dumbly as he released her hands. She just stood there mute for several seconds feeling the hardness of his cock throbbing in her hands. Then dropping her hands to her sides, Susan slipped from between Ed’s legs.
“You okay, darlin’?” Ed asked, reaching out and caressing her cheek.
“Yeah,” Susan said, nodding. “I’m okay.”
“It’s time for our next dive,” Ed said. “Why don’t you go get ready.”
“Okay,” Susan said, drawing a deep breath.
“And I’ll see you later, right?” Ed asked, smiling at her.
“Yes,” Susan said, shivering with excitement as she glanced back to the screen. “Thanks.”
“Okay,” Ed said as she went back down the stairs. “Okay!”
Susan was setting up her gear when other people started arriving for the dive. She watched Bunny and her brothers to see if there would be any sign of what she had just seen but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Then she saw her parents arrive on the dive deck. She looked at them differently now for some reason. There didn’t seem to be anything out of the ordinary except her mother sure seemed happy. She had a big smile on her face. Then Jimmy showed up with Harve and Sue. That seemed like an odd group, she thought.
Then Rob announced that they were at the dive site. He explained that it was called El Capitan and was the same kind of dive as Mount Olympus. Susan decided to dive with her parents and they went down the anchor line together. As they explored the reef 90 feet below the surface they were amazed at the variety of corals and sponges and fish. They would swim through crevasses and small tunnels as they explored. At one point they all got jammed up when Don stopped suddenly in a tunnel when he saw a big green moray eel.
As they slowly made their way back to the surface, Susan began to think again of watching Bunny with her brothers. That was just so unreal to her. Thinking of what Ed had said to her, she remembered how Bunny described their household and realized how she had gotten the attitude that she had. It made a little more sense to her that way for some reason. She just didn’t want to treat them any different because she knew about it. She had liked her before and there was no reason why she shouldn’t like her now.
As they broke the surface at the platform Rob called the count, full count, meaning that everyone was now accounted for. They made their way back to their places and sat down, wriggling out of their gear as everyone engaged in animated conversation about their dive.
“Oh, Jane, I’m so glad to see that you’ve decided to dive in the nude,” Alice said. “Now I can too. I didn’t before because I didn’t want to — you know, your children. But if you are, well, this is great.”
“What?” Jane said, looking down at herself. “Oh, my god,” she exclaimed, her hands instinctively covering herself as she realized that she was completely naked. “Where’s my suit?” she cried, embarrassed. “I was wearing it when we went in the water.”

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When I first came to live with Uncle Abraham and Hagar, Leah was a real pest, but after several years she started tagging along when I went to Friday night Bible class every week. That was while she was in fifth grade, so I didn’t pay much attention to her. As long as she didn’t bother me, I let her tag. Things changed after she caught me with her ma in the garage. She wanted to talk as we walked over to the church and on the way home, the only times that we were alone together. At first it was just about me: what had it been like to lose my folks; did I like playing football at school; was I good in arithmetic (actually I was studying geometry). Then she started asking about the girls that I knew; did I like any one in particular; had I had sex with any of them like I had with her ma? WOW! Now I was freaked. I told her that she could never tell about that and that I wouldn’t ever discuss it with her.
She wouldn’t let go of it so I did finally tell her about Uncle Abraham’s talk about how our Scottish ancestors changed a 15 year-old boy into a man. She must have thought about that for several weeks and actually went to the library to see if she could find more information. The only thing she could find, she told me the next week, was that people in Scotland used to live so far apart that young people rarely saw anyone who wasn’t a relative. It was therefore common for cousins to “have intimate relations and to marry when the first child was on the way.” She said that she would like to do that with me. I cut her off on that thought because she was like a sister to me.
Soon thereafter, she started coming into my room at night to talk, and sometimes had a very revealing nightgown on. Once when I couldn’t help but notice her body, I got a hard-on and she could see the tent in my PJs. She smiled and put her hand around it and felt it get much harder. She said that her ma had told her to not leave a man like that because he would hurt, so she pulled my prick out and masturbated me until I shot a wad over her hand. She licked it off and said that she liked doing that for me. I’ll have to admit that I liked it too, but knew that it was wrong. I wouldn’t let her do it again for some months, but did enjoy chatting with her in my bed late at night.
It turned out, when I got to know her better, that she was a fairly smart girl and that we had a lot of common interests. After several months she again asked to help relieve my erection, asking so nicely that I couldn’t say no. This time she wanted me to just put my hand on her pubic area so she could feel good too. This didn’t seem, at the time, to be so terribly wrong so I did it and found that increased my excitement too. I liked to just use my middle finger to tease her clit, then move it down to her weeping hole and let my thumb press and rub on her clit. I only put my finger in a little past my first knuckle so I didn’t break her hymen and then wiggled and rotated it, slowly to start then speeded up as she got hot. Before long we were fondling each other two or three nights a week, with both of us reaching climaxes. Leah didn’t have any boobs yet nor any hair around her pussy, so she was just a little 11 year-old girl not yet a woman and I felt it was OK to be nice to her since sex was not involved.
Needless to say, we became very close over time and sex did become involved. Leah would come into my room and immediately throw off her nightgown. I had gotten used to not even putting on my PJs to go to bed. We would lie face to face while talking and, unless we were talking about something really serious, our hands would be deliciously exploring each other’s bodies. As time went on our mouths and tongues became involved too. Leah particularly liked for me to put my tongue as far into her vagina as it could go and then to make the tip of it move up and down. She would leak her maiden’s juice into my mouth when she reached her climax and I slurped it up. My favorite was to have her just put her mouth around the head and then rotate her tongue around it. Leah always would keep her lips tight around my cock when I erupted, slosh it around in her mouth for a while, sometimes share some of it with me, and then finally guzzle it down. It was fun.
When I turned 16 I quit school and started working full time at the local gas station. Almost a year later was when we decided to get married. By that time we found that we were badly tempted to go “all the way,” even though we had decided that we were going to wait until after we were married. Anyway, when Leah turned thirteen we ran off to Atlanta and got hitched. Leah’s folks were real unhappy with us at the time, but accepted it as the right thing to do, just a lot earlier than they had hoped for. They even let us move in to Leah’s room until I could save up enough to rent somewhere else.
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During those early months, we were still just doing it in the missionary position, so it was hard to adjust our lovemaking so that we were both satisfied at about the same time. We were so in love that we often went to sleep still connected, and then some time later in the night I’d wake up with a full erection, still in Leah, and she would be making her vagina pulse, alternately squeezing me and relaxing and then moving her hips back and forth just a little to gently slide back and forth on my prick. She said that sometimes she could get off without me even waking up.
The following spring we were able to rent a house out in the country. It was only one room and the water and facilities were out back, but it was like heaven to us. I picked up the Sunday newspapers from some of our friends at church, and we used the colored sections and flour and water paste to paper the inside. It looked real homey and cheerful when we were through. At last we could be alone and do what we wanted when we wanted. Unfortunately, that situation only lasted a few months.

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