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Families of Sex I - Couples

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Hawk had spent himself inside Carrie with all the viciousness of a true champion. Carrie hadn't stopped screaming until Hawk pulled out of her and rolled off. I moved around to beside her and put an arm across her so she couldn't go anywhere.

Her tears were still running over her cheeks and dampening the blankets.

My breasts pressed against hers as I kissed one of her tears. She struck out at me pounding a fist against my back.

Hawk went to hold her hands back but I told him, "no don't, I deserved it."

"Why?" Carrie sobbed, "Why me? Why did you let him?"

"Because your very attractive," I said trying to comfort her while I ran my hand through her golden hair, "and what I have, I've got to share with my husband. Besides I thought you'd like him."

"Not when somebody, I don't know sticks there... ...while I'm not watching. I stayed for you not him, I trusted you and you broke that trust," Carrie said wiping her eyes with the back of her arm.

"I'm sorry Carrie, I didn't mean for you to feel this way. I guess Hawk thought , that you'd like it the same way I do, rough and hard,"

"Is that what you call rape!" she said pushing me off of her and getting up.

"Carrie, please, understand we didn't mean any harm, please don't leave," I begged her as she left the room slamming the door behind her. Hawk went to go after her but I grabbed his arm and held him as a tear dropped from my face to my leg. "No, let her go, she is right we shouldn't have done it, its just that I wanted to do it because..."

"I know honey, maybe I should go down and talk to her,"

"No, you've already done enough for her tonight," I told him "she was right about you sneaking up on her, but I'm glad you did what I told you too, but now I'm not sure it was the right thing," I said getting up. "Wait for us,"

I finished as I walked out the bedroom door.

"Carrie, wait, let me explain," I told her when I found her dressing in the same room that she had stripped in. She really did have nice breasts I noticed as she bent over to pick up her bra.

"There is nothing to explain, you took advantage of me," she screamed.

"Yes, I know please let me explain."

"Damn it where are my panties," she complained looking around the floor in her sweater and miniskirt wiping away another stream of tears.

"Look, Carrie, let me explain why he's so rough, and why he does it that way, please just give me two minutes, and you'll understand me and everything a little better.

"Fine two minutes, but no more, I want to get the hell away from here."

"That's exactly the way I felt, when I was sixteen, my uncle walked in on me and my boyfriend in bed, at the time he was really drunk, before my boyfriend could even get dressed he tore him from my arms, and dragged him down stairs and tossed him out, leaving me in my room, weeping and still just as naked.

A few minutes later he returned to my room, and took off his belt and started whipping it across my bare ass. I couldn't do anything to stop him and he whipped my ass until it was covered in welts.

The whole time I was screaming and crying into my pillow. Then when I thought it was all over, he took off his pants and rolled me over, so that he could fuck me, and the whole time he did it he repeated `Be a good little girl,' six months later I couldn't take looking at him and fearing his moods when he came home from the bar expecting me to be his `good little girl,' so I left home and I've gotten into a good life with Hawk."

"Then why do the same thing to me that your uncle did to you."

"Because surprisingly enough, part of me enjoyed it, the screams the brutality and the forcefulness of it. I even enjoyed the whippings he gave me almost once a week. I enjoyed the spankings I got from him, and I missed all of it, so after Hawk and I got married I started asking him to do some of those type of things, now he does them almost all the time for me, short of striking me for his own personal feelings, but he never hurts me, and today he just brought it over to you, I'm really sorry, he doesn't realize that everyone doesn't like that kind of sex, I know it would have been better if you were introduced to him properly first, I truly am sorry. I know its hard to understand, but please don't go. I do want you to stay, and this time I'll get Hawk to make love to you properly."

"No," I'm not sure what I should think about all of this, look I think it would be better if I just went home and thought it all through."

"Well at least let me get Hawk to drive you home,"

"No, its okay really,"

"I insist," I said then shouted "Hawk could you get dressed and take Carrie home.

"Okay," he shouted back to us."

"Look Carrie, I really am sorry, but please don't judge us,"

"How can I not judge you on it, he raped me and you helped him do it!"

"Carrie," I said and then touched my pussy getting some of the drying cum on my finger. "taste this and remember why you went up their in the first place."

Carrie looked at me, then my finger then turned and went for the door, leaving me behind.

Hawk came down the stairs a few seconds later, dressed in sweat pants and a T-shirt. "She's out there," I said pointing towards the door. "Take care of her," I followed him outside in the raw. I saw the guy across the street turn his binoculars and start watching me. The whole fucking neighbourhood was littered with such peeping toms. I even knew some of the Jane's.

"Carrie, believe me I'm truly sorry" I told her before she got into Hawks car, then she was gone, but before I went in I decided to give the peepers a hardy goodnight by bending over with my ass to the street to pick up a small piece of insignificant garbage.

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We watched Sandi's father rub his cock with vaseline and masturbate. "I bet it must have been hard not to go to him," I said to Sandi as her fathers cock shot its load up into the empty air.

"It was harder for him," Sandi replied than almost on cue the camera cut and focused on Sandi who didn't bother taking off her clothes, but just hiked her miniskirt up and pulled off her panties, throwing them towards the camera giggling and quickly moved her hands to her blonde muff. The camera zoomed in on her pussy as she slid her fingers into her cunt.

"You make me so hot, Bob, can't you tell how bad I want you" the younger Sandi on the screen said to the camera. "You make me so hot, I want to feel your mouth on my nipples while your wet tongue runs across my flesh. I want your nice big cock inside me, Bob, I want you to fuck me" Sandi said quickly moving her hands in and out of her pussy. Then letting out a wonderful loud moan.

"This is where..." Sandi started to say to me.

"Enough," I said getting up on my hands and knees. "I can't stand anymore.

Please fuck me," I said turning around so my nice ass was in her face.

"Are you sure?" Sandi said jokingly, getting up and running a finger across my bare pussy lips.

"Yes," I said "I'm sure," I said letting out a large smile. "fuck me," I finished when Sandi got behind me. I could feel her running the head of the dildo across my pussy, then with a little grunt from her, the dildo slipped inside of me and I cried out. "God,"

With one hand she began to rub the underside of my pussy and continued to push and pull on the dildo. The thickness of it was new, most of the boys I had slept with weren't overly that big yet the only one that came close to the size was Jake.

Sandi continued fucking me with the dildo. I slipped my hand between my legs and touched Sandi's hand and began to rub it caressingly as the excitement in my womb built to a point where I had a hard time not screaming. I laid my chest on the bed keeping my ass in the air."

"Cum for me," Sandi pleaded to me as she thrust the large dildo into me again, pushing my breasts deeper into the blankets on the bed.

My moans reverberated off of the walls as Sandi pushed the dildo into me one last time as I collapsed onto the bed writhing in pleasure as I climaxed.

Chapter XIII Realizations As I laid there in Sandi's arms after she had brought me to a magnificent climax. I thought of the strap on my mother gave me and all the other things that she had done lately. All of them I figured were come ons and I told Sandi about my thoughts of her actions.

"Do you think she wants to sleep with you?" Sandi asked.

"I'm not sure," I replied hesitantly, "I think she does though. By the things she's done lately. I'm actually pretty sure of it, but I think she wants me to make the first move. What do you think I should do?"

"Well, personally. I think I would take her up on her offer, that is, if it is a real offer."

"I think your right, I think I should just make sure, there's no harm in being careful."

"No, none at all," Sandi said then kissed me. "So what do you think of him," Sandi said motioning towards the TV set.

"I think you're one lucky girl," I said returning her kiss while gently caressing one of her breasts. Sandi looked at me seriously as if she was deciding on something important then she looked at the TV screen and watched a few seconds of her father fucking her doggy-style. She looked back at me totally serious and asked.

"Were you serious before about him?"

"About what?" I asked in return looking at her curiously.

"Were you serious about wanting a piece of him,"

"Yes," I replied hesitantly. "I suppose I was."

"Well," Sandi said and then paused, "would you like to..." she broke off and bit her lip "join us sometime, I mean me and him."

"Yes," I said a little excited, "I'd love to be with you both."

"But its got to be a surprise! Ok?"

Chapter XIV Reprecutions "Mom," I heard Carrie cry out and I jumped out of bed and grabbed my robe.

It wasn't the right time I thought, looking across the bed where Jake was quickly getting dressed.

"Mom," I heard Carrie cry out again this time coming up the stairs.

"Quick," I whispered to Jake stepping out into the hall closing the door behind me. Just in time to find Carrie at the top of the stairs.

"Mom," she cried out again, flinging herself in to my open arms pressing her head against my covered breasts. I could tell she was upset. I even noticed a few tear stains in the corners of her eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked her as she brought her head away from my chest loosening my robe so a little bit of my breasts were exposed.

I led her down to the kitchen and made some tea for her. She settled down into one of the kitchen chairs as I quickly prepared it for her. Then she told me about Stacey and someone named Hawk. How do you console your daughter on being raped. But when I picked up the phone she asked me "who are you calling?"

"The police," I said saddened that her first experience, with a woman and she had to be abused, such a damn shame. Then surprisingly she said "No don't" "But Carrie," I tried to plead with her.

"Please mom No," she said with a sob," I'm just not sure how I feel about it all,"

"Why don't you go and have a nice hot shower," I suggested when she had finished her tea and dried her eyes. The whole time I was watching the stairs for Jake but I never saw him pass by.

"That's sounds good," Carrie said.

"Would you like to sleep in my bed with me tonight?" I asked her," (as a mother not a lover).

"Yes, please if thats...Oh mom I'm sorry I hope I didn't interrupt anything, I forgot about your man friend,"

"No its alright you go and have your shower," I told her and she started to climb the stairs a little more cheerfully halfway up she turned around and looked at me.

"Is it true what Christa said," she asked.

"I don't know what did Christa say,"

"That you shave your..."

"Pussy," I finished and she nodded. "Yes," I said loosening my robe and opening the front baring myself to her. I watched her quickly look over me pretending that she wasn't then I tightened my robe and tied it as she turned around and walked up the stairs.

When I heard the shower running Jake appeared at the top of the stairs and came down. I walked him to the front door and kissed him while he slid his hands under my robe. "I'll call you later," I whispered into his ear.

After Jake left I returned to my bedroom and changed the sweaty sheets on the bed to fresh silk ones. I slipped out of my robe and into bed and covered myself to the waist. Then I began to read a library book that I was trying to get through.

When Carrie came into the room, I put the book away. I think she was surprised that I was lying in bed naked. "Maybe, I should sleep in my own room,"

"Nonsense, we're both grown women," I said throwing back the covers to a point that uncovered my entire top half. Carrie stood there for a minute in her bra and panties deciding whether or not to lie down beside me.

Eventually she did and she gave me a hug. I could feel her breasts underneath the thin cloth of her bra, touch against my own breasts. I looked at her eyes, she was getting back to her old self, I could see some of the life returning to her.

I shut the light off beside the bed which left us in the darkness. She moved closer to me and laid her head on my breasts. With as much skill as she had done when she was three.

Only when she was three and had done it my pussy hadn't stirred. We laid there together for the rest of the night alone in our thoughts but so close together.

The next morning I awoke before she did and found that her bra had slipped off during the night. Her brown nipples were perfect little nubs and had a little more effect on me than I would have thought they would. I got up and went down stairs in my robe and phoned Jake's house. I told him not to implement our plan until I thought it was the right time. Just as I was saying "I love you," into the phone Carrie came into the kitchen dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a skimpy bikini top, just barely covering her nipples, I estimated.

"Feeling better?" I asked tightening my robe.

"Yes, much," Carrie said sitting down at the table with a box of cereal.

"Have you figured out about last night? I mean Hawk and Stacey? My god, I almost forgot what about your sister, she didn't stay with those two, did she ?"

"No, she went back to Sandi's house after they got... ...shaved."

"Christa and Sandi..." I paused to think, "...are they?" I asked hesitantly feeling butterflies return.

"Mom!" Carrie said annoyed as I sat down across from her.

"Come on, tell me, you've told me everything else," then I added, "don't worry I wouldn't tell, it's just between you and me."

"Well..." she started "Come on, I know she's been with enough boys already and Jake seems to be one of them," I said and she looked up at me surprised at the last little piece of information. "Look I really don't mind you two being sexually active, as long as your careful about it."

"How did you know she's been with Jake," she said trying to pretend she was jealous.

"I just know," I said and then added "Well are they spending any `quality'

time together."

Carrie looked down into her bowl of cereal and pushed it around with her spoon before she looked back up at me and nodded. Accidentally I let out part of a smile.

"And what about you," I said seriously again, "you've already said you spent time alone with Stacey, what about Sandi."

"Yes," Carrie said guiltily, "I have" "Well," I said looking at her hard then betting up into a smile, "that's good, I always think a girl should keep her options open,"

Surprised Carrie looked at me a little different and asked "You've been intimate with other women haven't you."

"Yes," I replied pouring myself a bowl of cereal, "and probably more times than you'd believe,"

"Who was your first," she asked me a little more excited, "I mean woman wise,"

"Well," I said thinking, "I suppose my first was, um, Susan ... Susan Schroter, we were high school chums. We had known each other for years but it wasn't until our senior year in high school that we became close. We'd even gone to camp together a couple of times, anyway one day we went to her house, she had been telling me all day about a magazine of her fathers that she had found.

After school I went to her house to look at the magazine. I had seen dirty magazines before, your grandfather had kept a stock in the basement, well that another story in itself.

When we got to Susan's bedroom, she pulled a shoe box out from underneath her bed. In it was the magazine, I forget what the name of it actually was but it had about four different layouts of women. There was one with a woman that was by herself, touching and masturbating herself. That didn't interest us that much because we both knew what it looked like and we also knew what it felt like.

There was two layouts of couples, both women and one layout of three.

We looked through the group of three who were either touching one another with fingers or tongues or they were kissing." I looked at Carrie who was fidgeting on her chair, but not losing her attention on my story. "well when Susan got to the first couple, we were both getting pretty hot, like we are now." I added loosening my robe, "and little Susan began to undo her blouse, letting me look at one of her small breasts before she cupped it with a hand. With her other hand she turned the page again, this time she turned to me and asked "want to try some of these things?" I think I managed to weakly say "Yes, I guess," before she took off her panties.

I could smell her arousal from the couple of feet away where I was sitting.

I undid my blouse and threw it to the floor and stripped the rest of the way while Susan got the magazine and spread out on the bed with it. I lied down beside her on the bed and she pointed at the picture which was a sixty-nine position," Carrie's eyes had become glazed over from my story and I could tell under the table she was probably rubbing herself through her jeans.

"Well we got into it, with her on bottom and me on top. Cautiously we began to push forward. Gently flicking our tongues at each other, then pushing fingers in and pulling them out of each other, just basically experimenting.

Well after that first day we went to either her house or mine and we continued to experiment, we looked through magazines and other sorts of things, to find anything that we could on lesbian love making. That's pretty well the first experience I had with a woman," I said while I watched her fidget a little more on her chair. As I watched her I knew my robe had fallen open, but I just ignored it.

"What about, your first boyfriend?" she asked me trying to pretend not to notice my swelling breasts.

"Well, I never had a first boyfriend in the sense you mean it. Actually I had my first cock in Susan's bedroom too."

"Her brother?" Carrie asked me with a look of anticipation on her face.

"No, not exactly."

"Who was it then?"

"Well, the two of us had returned to her house to presume our normal after school activities, well we were in the thick of it and as far as we'd know no one else was in the house, nor were there supposed to be until a few hours later, anyway, the door opened and I didn't know anyone else was in the room until Susan let out a yelp.

At the time she was on the bottom and I was between her thighs. When I looked up it was almost too late, her father was bearing down on us screaming at us that we were `pansies and sluts and everything else he could think of.

I froze on my hands and knees not knowing really what else to do. As he pulled his belt off. Susan scuttled off to the corner of her bed and curled up, pulling her knees tight to her chest and sobbing.

I watched him as he flung the end of his leather belt across my bare ass.

I heard the leather whap my skin, sending tingles across my flesh. I don't know why or how but I found it pleasurable and when he did it again I enjoyed it a little more, as the belt stung my flesh. I remember looking into his furious eyes and then shouting at him `Again' that took him a bit by surprise."

"I'll bet," Carrie said watching me.

"Well anyway, he didn't respond right away, so I shook my ass in his face.

Well he didn't like that and he whipped me harder, and I only replied saying `Again,' and shaking my ass. I could feel the welt's growing but the pleasure was more than the pain was so I continued.

After about the fifth stroke he dropped the belt in turn for his hand, I guess he thought it would hurt more. So he began spanking me with his large hand and I just edged him on either by saying `harder' or `again'. By this time Susan was beginning to realize what was going on and she ran towards the closed door, but her father wrapped his arm around her waist and threw her back onto the bed and told her that he'd deal with her in a moment.

I told Susan it was alright and that I was having full, well that made him furious and he turned on me again. Well, all the whippings and spankings had really turned me on and my juices were just flowing. Are you sure you really want to hear this?" I asked Carrie.

"Yes, you've never really talked like this or even on this subject, please keep going."

"Alright, if your sure," I said looking at her and she nodded. "Ok, then, well his spankings continued for a few more minutes then he began to cry in defeat. I had never seen a man cry before that. He just sat down on the edge of the bed and just started sobbing, I'm telling you it was really pitiful.

I wrapped an arm around his neck and tried to comfort him a little at least enough to get him to shut up. Susan stood in front of us not sure what to do.

Then after his sobs let up, he leaned over to me and kissed me right on the lips really sadlike, then he kissed me again, this time running a hand across one of my breasts.

"I pulled his head tight to my chest and he let out a last couple of sobs then licked one of my nipples with his tongue.

Susan got up as if to leave and I told her not to. I told her something like her father needed us now after what we had done to him. She wasn't liking the idea very much when I started unbuttoning his shirt, but by the time I had taken off his pants, she had got back up on to the bed and had started kissing his face and neck.

Well for the first cock I had ever seen I thought he was gigantic, I know now it wasn't that overly big. But, anyway I mounted him and after a couple of minutes I managed to get him entirely into me. I began to ride him pretty soon after I managed to get him in me.

He started thrusting himself at me when I came down and his hands started fondling my breasts. God he had a wonderful touch," I said as Carrie bit her lip. She was obviously getting excited over my stories so I decided to continue.

"Well, Susan was getting interested and stopped kissing her father and started coming and kissing me. I whispered to her not to kiss me and to help me with her father.

She backed away from me and looked at both of us. Then she went back to where she was before only this time she dangled her small tits in front of his face which he started to suck on. Then she began to finger herself with one hand while I continued to slowly ride him. I could feel his manhood inside of me increasing in size.

Susan began to moan a little so she stopped fingering herself and backed away from him and looked him in the eyes. "Come on," I told her rubbing my own stomach where I could feel his enthusiastic member playing on my insides. With my other hand I began stroking his testicles behind my back.

Then I looked down at my breasts for a second and when my gaze returned, Susan had planted her cunt on his face and with the palms of her hands she began to rub my breasts.

Eventually he brought Susan to a screaming climax, then shot off inside of me. His white hot semen ran down my walls with such radiating warmth.

Well after that for the next few months he visited us frequently, sometimes just to watch, others to join in and I'm pretty sure Susan spent some weekends alone with him. Actually I did spend some time with her brother, but that was a little later. I need a cold shower now," I said standing up letting my robe fall the rest of the way open. I'm pretty sure she noticed the couple of droplets of my juices running down the insides of my legs.

"Yeah, I could use one too, I think," she said looking up expectantly at me then after a few seconds said, "do you think I could... that we could, well, shower together, there really is no sense wasting water," I looked at her, her eyes were twinkling away, just watching me,"

"If you want?" I said, "are you sure that's what you want to do?" She nodded biting her lip and I turned and started towards the stairs.

"Mom," she said and I turned around to find her bare breasted. "Mom, I really don't want to have a shower," she said moving towards me.

"What do you want?" I asked looking her in the eyes. I could see it there, sexual desire. She wanted me and all I had to do was tell her a couple of dirty stories.

She smiled and ran a hand across my side, down to my thigh. "I want you to..." then she turned a little less sure then finished, "spank me,"

"I looked at her seriously and asked her "Are you sure?"

"Yes..." she replied.

I smiled at her and pulled her close to me and gave her a hug. I looked down the few centimetres to here eyes, it was still there, she was serious.

I took her hand and led her upstairs.

Chapter XV First Times "Yesss..." I said meekly then she smiled at me and gave me a hug pressing her large breasts tight against me. I knew exactly what I was getting into, I had just told my mother in as few words as possible that I wanted to sleep with her and that I wanted to have sex with her.

I had almost completely forgot about Stacey and her husband. I even felt a little better about it after mom told me her two stories.

She led me up to her bedroom. When we got to the door she turned and looked at me and asked, "Are you absolutely, positively sure you want to do this?"

"Yes," I said placing a hand on her breast under her robe, "I'm sure!"

"You realize that as soon as we go through this door we are no longer just mother and daughter," she said watching me.

"I know," I said looking at the door frame.

"We don't have to, if you don't want to. I won't think badly against you if you don't want to."

"Yes, we do," I said unbuttoning my jeans and letting them drop in a pile around my feet. "We're both really horny, and I don't think we should part just to go into our own respective rooms and pleasure ourselves. The point is, we are two fully matured women and we know each other is hot and wet. I for one certainly don't want to go have a shower or go into my room and masturbate to myself while I listen to you in your room do exactly the same thing."

When I had finished saying this she let her robe drop to the floor then said, "It's your choice, we forget about what's happened or you step through the doorway and we are no longer mother and daughter, we become lovers.

It's your choice, but remember there's no way back with the one."

I looked at her and she leaned back against the doorframe, halfway-in and halfway-out. My hands fell on her flesh to explore as I looked into my mothers eyes for the last time, then I leaned up and kissed her, just a small kiss but somehow different from before. Then silently I stepped through the portal into a new future, a future I would never have predicted.

***

"When's your dad suppose to be home?" Christa asked holding me close to her after we had finished making love for the second time that morning.

"Bob's suppose to be home tonight, and if you can stay over one more time we'll put our plan into action." I said before she kissed me.

"I can't wait. You know, I think your one of the most generous person I've ever met." she told me.

"Why thank you!" I said and kissed her.

"I should go home and talk to my mother and see how much is true about her.

I should also pick up my diaphragm too."

"You don't really have to, he's fixed,"

"You mean," she motioned with her fingers like a pair of scissors.

"Yeah,"

"Well, I still don't want to take another..."

"Another what?"

"Risky chance!"

"What was the first one?"

"Well, I...." she said hesitantly, with a look of confusion on her face.

"Come, on you'll feel better to get it off your chest,"

"Well, alright...your probably right...I'm sure its nothing. Well remember Friday, when Carrie took Jake to bed."

"Yes!" I replied trying to imagine what really happened over there.

"Well, you know we share him," I nodded and she continued, "well, Carrie was using condoms with him, and well I thought I had my diaphragm in,"

"So you didn't use the condoms, yes,"

"Well when I checked later I found out that I hadn't had it in," she said distressed.

"Your diaphragm?" I questioned.

"Yeah," she said solemnly.

"When did you have your last period?"

"A couple of weeks ago,"

"How often do you ovulate?"

"Usually once a month, but there has been times that I've had two in a month."

"I'm sure there's nothing to be worried about," I said trying to comfort her with a kiss. "But maybe you'd like to post-pone the night with Bob till later."

"No," Christa said looking up at me, "I'll just be a lot more careful, besides I can't start worrying about becoming pregnant, I'm only seventeen for gods sake,"

"When I was seventeen, I wanted to become pregnant," I told her slipping an arm under her trying to comfort her closer to me, while she turned and looked at me surprised.

"I wanted to have Bob's child, I suppose its not exactly common that a daughter wants to have her fathers child but I did," I explained. "I longed for it, I sabotaged condoms, I didn't wear my diaphragm, I fed us seafood, I did anything I could think of to bear his child, but for the whole two weeks before he found out what I was doing and what I wanted, I never became pregnant, and I wanted to, so you see, you don't want to become pregnant and I did and I still didn't get what I wanted, so you probably have less of a chance of it than I did,"

"But he was fixed,"

"No he wasn't, after he found out he had the vasectomy, I pleaded with him not to, but he wouldn't hear of me having his child."

"Sandi, I'm sorry,"

"Don't be, look I've accepted it, he doesn't want us to have children and that's just the way it is. Do you want me to go with you?" I asked and for a minute she wasn't sure what I was talking about, then she caught on.

"No, its alright. I think I'll find out how Carrie made out. That is if she got back home." she said getting up and putting on a shirt.

"Christa," I said and waited for her to look at me, "I love you, never forget that, no matter what happens."

"Your a good friend," she said sliding onto the bed and kissing my lips, "and a good lover," she said as I slid my hands up the outsides of her legs.

"One more time," I pleaded, then kissed her sliding my tongue into her warm mouth.

"Sandi, I really should... ...Oh all right," she said and kissed me, "once more then I really got to go," then she straightened up and pulled the shirt over her head.

Lying down on top of me we kissed again. Christa wriggled down between my spread thighs running her tongue across my flesh on her way down until she finally reached my center and placed her lips tight against my lower ones.

I squirmed a little as she drove her tongue into my hot flesh pushing me closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. For a beginner she really knew how to use her tongue in combination with her fingers, she was almost already an expert.

The sensation in my womb grew as Christa continued to lick my labia.

Building my orgasm to a wonderful height considering she had already got me off twice that morning. I suppose it probably had something to do with the excitement I was feeling towards that night. Christa started pushing her fingers faster into me. I could feel she knew I was on the verge of orgasm.

As her tongue flicked across my clit one last time and her fingers took one last plunge, with a scream I could feel my womb melt and as waves of pleasure swept began to flow again.

While Christa lapped at my pussy I ran my fingers through her hair pulling her tighter against my pussy. As the last convulsions subsided Christa slithered back up my torso and kissed me.

I could taste myself on her tongue as our tongues slid together in one last kiss. Then she got off of me and started getting dressed again.

"What about you, you need relaxing more than I do?" I asked wanting to relieve some of the stress she was feeling about the possibility of carrying Jake's child. I suppose part of me at the time actually hoped she was pregnant, but the rest of me knew that wasn't what she wanted. That was something I had wanted, and I guess I was carrying it over to her a little.

"I've really got to go, if I'm going to be back in time for Bob's home coming. But remember I will be back later."

"Yeah, but you'll want to spend most of it with Bob,"

"I know, but what can I do to make it up to you," Christa asked with a smile on her face.

"You could come back here," I suggested smiling at her showing her my teeth.

"You know I can't stay any longer!"

"I know," I said pouting a little.

"Awww, come on Sandi, you know I've got to go," she said almost whining.

"I know," I reassured her.

"Look, come on, I do have to go, besides I want to see how Carrie made out, and I want to see if I'm right about how my mother has been thinking about me."

"Your not going to anything about it today, are you? If you do, you won't be back before Bob gets back and our plans will be ruined."

"No I...say that gives me an idea. If what we think is true, maybe the two of us could get together with her. It is only fair, you share your father with me and I'll share my mother with you. That is if you would like to.

You've seen her before haven't you?"

"Yeah, she is quite an attractive woman," I said thinking, "Ok, sure, that sounds fair."

"Besides, maybe it will make up a little for me leaving you to clean up by yourself," Christa said slipping into a pair of my father's boxer shorts.

"Can, I borrow a pair of jeans?"

"Sure, go ahead, top drawer over there. I keep some of my stuff in here.

There is quite a few times Bob and I get up together in here. Usually not until we have had a good morning work out that it," I said grinning at her.

"Thanks," Christa said slipping into a pair of my jeans. "There a little short but, they'll do!" Christa finished heading out the bedroom door.

"Christa," I called out and she peeped back in the door. "forgetting something aren't you? Come and give me a kiss goodbye," I said holding my arms wide open.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Christa said sincerely coming back to me with her arms open then kissing me. "I love you," she said running a hand over one of my breasts.

"I love you too," I replied. This time when she left I called out "Don't be late, I'll be waiting for you,"

"I won't Christa promised on her way down the stairs. After I heard the door slam shut I flopped back onto the bed and resigned myself to a short nap.

Chapter XVI Confrontation "Mom," Christa cried up the stairs towards us. My mother pushed me away from between her spread legs and my position at her center. "Carrie, is anyone home,"

"Up here, hon," Martha called to her then whispered to me "Quick, get in the closet, she better not find us together, at least not yet," as I stood up naked and confused in front of her, she continued "hurry, and don't forget about your clothes." I grabbed whatever I could find and slipped into her closet as quickly as I could.

Through the slitted closet doors I watched my sister come into the room, unabashed from our mothers nudity and her masturbating, that she had started since I had turned my back.

"Having some fun, heh?" Christa asked not moving from her spot five feet away from Martha.

"Yeah, a little, it'd be more fun if someone joined me." I touched my pussy as Martha said that. We had been in bed for the last couple of hours and she was already trying to seduce my sister too.

"Have you seen Carrie?" Christa asked softly with a hint of concern in her voice.

"No, not for a few minutes, she left to go get something. We've got a few minutes before she'll be back, why don't you come over here and take off your clothes and we can masturbate together, or if you want we could do something else."

I could tell Christa was trying to hold back a smile, then she surprised me by saying "I would love to do something else with you, but I can't right now. I'm going back to Sandi's and spending the night again. I really just came to get a couple of things." Christa finished heading for the door. I watched Martha get up and go towards her.

"Christa," she said and watched Christa turn around. I could tell she was trying not to look at Martha's body. Somehow she was managing to evade the sight of her wonderfully large, beautiful breasts. "I have a pretty good idea what you two are doing over there. You know I'm willing to do them for you too. I suppose even your sister is." Martha said passing a quick non-suspicious glance towards where I was hiding.

"Mom, I'm really not sure what your talking about?"

"Sure you do!" Martha said rubbing a nipple.

"Mom, I really..."

"Don't play coy with me, missy" "Mom, I...." Christa said looking at one of Martha's breasts. I could tell by the way she was biting her lip she was thinking about what she should do.

The last few hours that I had spent with Martha I had learned more than Sandi and I had ever really figured out. But I also knew how tempting Sandi could be ever since we had started to "discover" each other after that I had a hard time concentrating on school work whenever we were in a class together.

I had watched the boys in our mutual classes staring at her legs, the legs that came out from under a really short skirt. And I probably stared at the with a similar kind of lust.

Once and awhile especially when she had made sure I knew about the times that she hadn't worn panties to school, we were like animals in heat and we couldn't stand not being able to touch each others bodies. When we encountered times like these, where we couldn't help ourselves, we locked ourselves in a school bathroom and made out on the hard concrete floor.

I knew Sandi could attract someone with less than a blink of her eye and Christa was just starting with Sandi.

"Mom, I really can't."

"Sure you can all you have to do is ask, and I'll do it, even if its to...well I'll leave it to your imagination."

"Mom, really I can't not today, I've got other plans."

"Break them and spend a night in with your mother, and maybe Carrie would like to join us too."

"Mom, maybe another time but I...Whose are these?" Christa said picking something up from behind Martha.

"Their...Their mine! Do you like them."

"No, there not, for one things there a little to small for you and another I bought these for Carrie last week for her Birthday. Where is she?"

Christa said scanning the bedroom. Then she looked into the bathroom and obviously didn't find me.

"She came home last night," Martha said trying to explain to Christa. "You and Sandi were in so big of a lust for each other, you left Carrie at Stacey's and when she was there she was...raped...by a man named Hawk."

Christa stopped outside the bathroom looking at Martha in shock. "My god, is she all right, I never thought...."

"Yes fortunately, but you..."

"Hold on, don't try blaming it on me, she stayed there with Stacey, why didn't she help her fight him off."

"Because she was holding your sister down,"

"Well, you certainly didn't help her by getting into her pants," Christa said shaking my panties at her like a whip.

"Enough," I shouted pushing the closet door open. "would you two stop bickering over me."

"Carrie," they both shouted at me, Christa in surprise and Martha a little on the harsh side.

"For one thing," I said directly at Martha, "I told you I wasn't sure if it was rape and another thing," I said staring daggers at Christa, "I came home last night very distraught and mom comforted me very professionally as a mother. This morning we were talking together on a matter we both got very excited over and I suggested that we come up here. And one more thing," I said snatching my panties from Christa, "she is the best lover I have had yet," I said motioning at Martha "and you should be honoured that she wants you too."

Christa looked stunned from my attack and even Martha was bit taken back by it. "Now, I want to go back to bed with her, and unless you want to join us, get out!" I said pointing to the door. Martha stepped out of the way as Christa looked at me broken down a bit. "What ever you choose there is still a place for you in both our beds!" Martha looked at both of us a little surprised.

"You two?"

"Yes, mother us two," Christa said annoyed but not turning away from me.

"Since when?" Martha demanded.

"Friday I replied not taking my eyes off of Christa.

"At Sandi's?

"Yes!" Christa said, "they initiated me before I even got their!"

"What else has gone on over there?" Martha asked looking between the both of us.

"Nothing really else," I replied and Martha turned on Christa.

"This weekend was my first time over there!" Christa said obviously hiding something. I could tell just by the way she was fidgeting but Martha either ignored it or didn't see it, which I found hard to believe.

"Look, why don't we all just settle down a little first."

"I've got to go," Christa said turning for the door.

"Not until you tell us why you have to go and what's so important about it."

"Sandi and I have just made plans that's all and if I don't hurry up I'm going to be late."

"Your not going anywhere until you tell us what those plans are?" Martha said taking the tone of a mother.

"I can't, I promised Sandi that I wouldn't" "Either you tell us or your not going!"

"Let me call Sandi and ask her then,"

"Ok, go ahead," Christa went to leave the room but Martha pointed to her personal line and said "use that one,"

"Alright," Christa said timidly and picked up the receiver. "Carrie do you know the number."

I nodded and recited the number to her as she dialled.

"Hello, Sandi...I know, I know, but I've run into a slight snag. You remember what I was thinking about my mother..." Martha took a step towards the phone and flipped on the speaker.

"Hello Sandi," Martha said towards the phone.

"Hello Ms Benchino."

"Go on Christa," Martha said "Well what I was thinking about my mother was true, only when I got home.

I interrupted her and Carrie in the middle of it, it seems. Carrie hid in the closet and well my mother wanted me to join her, and I didn't want to, at least not right now because of our plans and now she won't let me leave until I tell her what they are,"

"So you phoned to ask my permission to disclose our secret. Well Ms.

Benchino if you swear to keep it a secret...Is Carrie there now."

"Hi Sandi," I said toward the phone.

"Ok, then you've got to promise to."

"We promise," Martha and I said together.

"I shouldn't really do this, but to save Christa's and my plan."

"Sandi don't," Christa said, "It's not worth it, we can just do it another time."

"No, I might as well tell them or they'll never let you come over again."

Then Sandi told us the story behind her and her father. I was shocked, I didn't think she was holding that big of a secret from me.

"Sandi what are you and Christa planning to do?" Martha asked after she picked up the hand unit. "Yes..yes...that's generous, whose idea...was it,"

Martha said looking at Christa surprised. "Well what if we make a few changes..."

Chapter XVII Discovered!!!

"Bob!" I cried jumping into his arms kissing him, "I've missed you so much,"

"How's my little angel?" he asked me.

"Wonderful, now that your home, would you like me to make you something to eat or would you just like desert?"

"Desert!" Bob said kissing me.

"I thought that's what you'd want." I told him letting a wide grin out as Bob set me down on to the floor to give my ass a little squeeze.

He pulled my top over my head before I started leading him to wards the stairs telling him "I've got a surprise for you,"

"What is it?" he asked me as I dropped my shorts on the stairs.

"A surprise," I said turning around to look at him. Almost instinctively his hands fell to my breasts. "Are you still dressed?" I asked him trying to get him to take his clothes off before we reached the bedroom.

His hands left my tits and started undoing his shirt while I worked on undoing his pants. By the time he had got his shirt off I had gotten him out of his pants and his boxers and I was already stroking an almost gorged purple headed penis, caused by lack of attention.

"I want you," he said full of lust and eagerness to touch me when we made it to the outside of the bedroom door.

I pressed myself tight against him and kissed him, but I stopped there and whispered. "Go and lie down so I can give you your surprise."

"I don't want a surprise I just want you," he whispered back to me.

"Go and lie down I've got something to tell you," I said a little harshly.

I think a little frightened he did just that. This was it, from here on in Bob would no longer be just mine.

"Bob," I said solemnly "I told about you and me,"

"You what?" Bob said angrily sitting up.

"It's alright, I fixed it though."

"What did you do Sandi?"

"Do you remember Carrie from the videos?" I asked as Carrie stepped out of one of the closets, naked. Bob looked perplexed and his anger was bleeding away as he watched the naked women appearing in front of him.

"And this is Carrie's sister Christa!" The other closet door opened and Christa emerged in the same fashion as Carrie had.

"And this," I said motioning towards the bathroom is "Martha, Carrie and Christa's mother." Bob looked back and forth between all four of us. Then his eyes came back to me.

"When they heard about you..." I started trying to explain moving closer to him. "They all wanted....Well you." I said climbing onto the bed.

He scanned all four of our faces before I laid across his body and kissed his lips.

"We all want you to make love to us Bob." I said getting up on my forearms on his chest.

"Yeah, Bob," Martha said and a few seconds later her two daughters repeated the affirmation.

"Do you think you can handle all of us Bob?" Bob looked at Martha after she had asked then he reached out and touched the side of her face with the back of his hand.

"What do you think, Bob?" Martha asked as his hand slid across her breast.

"Very nice," he said calmly.

"No, silly," Martha said slapping his hand, "Do you think you can handel us all or are we too much for one man?"

"Well, I don't know, but I know one thing I'll at least die trying. Thank you my little angel," Bob said kissing my forehead. "This is a wonderful surprise. So who rides the wild Bob first. How about you Martha?" Bob asked totally ignoring the fact that I was already on top of him and almost already in the right position.

"Do you mind Sandi?" Martha asked me.

"No," I said relinquishing my dominant position over Bob with a kiss from Martha.

I moved forward and centered myself over his face and gently lowered myself down onto Bob's open mouth.

When I was a few centimetres away I felt his familiar tongue flick out at my clitoris. I watched behind me as first Carrie positioned herself on top of one of Bob's hands and then Christa positioned herself on top of the other one. I could tell from the way they were moving Bob was working his fingers into them like he had done so many times before to me, when it had just been the two of us.

I suppose I was feeling sort of sorry for myself that I had lost three quarters of Bob's attention, but he was happy and that all that counted.

It didn't take long for Bob to get Martha moaning as she rode his nice long thick shaft. I was feeling jealous of her and the feeling of a full cunt that Bob was giving her. I even longed to feel his burst of semenless cum on my insides.

When he was inside me like he was in Martha, I didn't want anything except to give him pleasure. But now Martha was giving it to him and he was trying to please all of us, and not just me alone.

Martha began moaning bringing me back to reality. Actually all of us had started moaning but me. Bob was really doing a good job getting everyone off including himself.

I ran my hands through his hair and slowly began to arch my back in order to get more of his tongue. I got back far enough for Martha to start kissing me and fondling my breasts. A few seconds later I was moaning right along with them.

It wasn't long after that Martha let out a wild scream behind me. She was climaxing around my father's...Bob's shaft. Soon we were all cumming on top of Bob.

I could feel his intermediate screams of pleasure on my cunt as he quickly approached an orgasm while my own pussy secreted into his open mouth, as I rubbed myself back and forth across his lower face.

"Come on Bob, give it to her," I told him getting off of his face. He thrust himself up towards Martha letting out a large moan as he shot his empty load into her awaiting cunt.

"Oh yes!" Martha cooed rubbing her hands over Bob's stomach. I began to lick my left over cum off of his lips. His tongue slipped out and we began to twirl them together then we slipped into a kiss. I opened my eyes as we broke away.

His face had the look of pure pleasure on it when I looked down the length of his body I found both Carrie and Martha were taking turns licking and sucking on his penis.

When I looked back into his face I felt a pair of hands gliding across my ass, then they slowly moved down towards my opening. As I looked back at Christa who was trying to bring me a little bit of pleasure. She smiled at me and then without looking down slipped her fingers into my asshole.

"Oh God," I cried out and she looked down surprised at her small mistake and began to withdraw her fingers. "God no, don't keep them in," I screamed at her and she slid her two fingers in deeper this time moving the other two into my cunt and with her thumb she began to rub my clitoris as her four fingers kept moving in and out of my two orifices. It was the first time anyone had ever penetrated my ass and in a different sense it gave me a sense of being full.

Her other hand began rubbing my pussy lips as I let out another scream in Bob;s face. He smiled at me, and then gave me another kiss as Christa drove her fingers back into me from behind, while the slurping noises increased from Martha and Carrie's direction.

One of Bob's hands came up and began to caress one of my dangling breasts before he brought it towards his mouth. His tongue began sliding across my nipple, intermittently between blowing long and cold breaths on my nipple, as Christa continued to slid her fingers in and out of me at an ever increasing rate.

I could tell Bob was ready to cum again by his low guttural moans at the same time, Christa's tongue slid across my labia in a nice gentle stroke.

Then her tongue slid across one of my asscheeks as she reinserted her fingers inside of me, as her other hand soundly smacked my wet asscheek forcing a long deep moan emanating almost directly from my womb.

During my out break Bob's tongue switched to my other nit nipping at it, then he let out a long groan as he shot his load into Martha's face which Carrie almost immediately began to lick off. Meanwhile Christa took me over the edge with one last deep thrust from her fingers, which pushed me forward to collapse on top of Bob's chest while he ran his fingers through my hair chanting me on as Christa's tongue found its way inside of me, scooping away at the flow of my nectar.

While this was happening Carrie and Christa had broken away from Bob and were gently playing with each other at the bottom of the bed. I slid down enough to alter my angle and start to revive his cock with a little more oral recussatation.

I slowly started fondling his hairy testicles as I accepted his cock deep into my throat. I could feel Christa's hands moving up my body as her tongue slid away from my cunt.

Christa came up beside me and kissed my back as I let Bob's saliva wet cock, slip out of my mouth.

"I promised you, you could have him," I told Christa as I pointed Bob's penis towards her smiling face, "here you go." I said releasing Bob's cock to her hand in exchange for a kiss.

"Thank you," Christa said as she stratled Bob, kissing me again. "I love you," she whispered as she slipped down around Bob's hard on while wrapping her arms around my neck to give me a hug.

"I love you too," I replied just before she released me. When she did I leaned forward and whispered into Bob's ear. "Fuck her good Bob, remember that I love her! And if you don't please her, no sex for you for a week.

Do you understand?" Bob nodded and I kissed him as he cupped one of my tits again.

"Just remember Sandi, I love you too, and you know I'd do anything you asked, you've given me everything I've asked for."

"I know," I said slipping from his arms. Bob began thrusting himself up to meet Christa's downward strokes. Her screams increased quickly till they could be heard throughout the house. Bob was playing with her tits and really giving her a good run, I just sat beside them watching Bob make love to my lover.

Martha was kneeling behind Carrie who had her ass up in the air as her mother played with her clit while her moans built up.

Christa let out one last scream before she collapsed forward onto Bob's chest with his cock still inside her. I helped her off of Bob and gave her a kiss lying her out neatly on the bed covering her as she slipped into unconsciousness. But before she fell asleep she ran her hand across my pussy and with smile she said "Thank you,"

I went back to Bob and kissed him a few times. "Thank you I told him and he pulled me close to him and kissed me again more passionately than he had in awhile.

"God I love you," he told me before he kissed me again.

"I love you too," I replied letting out a smile and whispered into his ear, "got enough energy to how me how much."

"For you, always, hop on," he said with a large grin. He was really looking worn. I moved around to mount him but before I could quite get far enough down Carrie had already quickly mounted him and started bucking against him. He looked at me giving me a sorry glance then turned his attention to Carrie who was kissing his cheek as she moved on his penis.

Chapter XVIII Mother & Daughter "Let her, It'll be good for her," Martha whispered to me placing her hands from behind on my hips. "they raped her, and the faster she gets back in the saddle the better." Martha finished by putting her head on my shoulder, while her hands swept up my front and cupped my breasts. "I see you wore Christa out, she said looking at Christa who was turning over in her sleep.

"Look," Martha said turning me around to look at her. "I'm glad you showed both of them how to love another woman, I mean it, if I couldn't have done it I'm glad it was you. I hope they at least told you how beautiful you really are."

"They've both mentioned it acouple of times," I said sitting down on the bed letting out a little smile.

"Good, I'm glad. You haven't really had a mother have you?"

"No, she died when I was really young."

"So you tried to fill her shoes, heh!" Martha said motioning towards Bob.

"I suppose, a little, but I really enjoy his company."

"Would you have seduced your mother too if she had of lived?"

"I don't know, probably not, I probably wouldn't have even seduced Bob, but I'm glad I did because of it I've become quite free in my sexuality."

"I understand but do you think you'd do it now."

"I'm not sure, I might."

"Well, I couldn't take her place but if you want, you can think of me as your mother. My girls are certainly as close to you as any sister ever could be? You don't have to but you can...."

"Ok," I paused to think it over for a second and then finished by saying "mom!"

Martha smiled at me and raised her hands up in a jesture. "Well would you like to seduce me," she grienned at me and then said, "daughter."

"I don't really think I have to do much," I said touching one of her breasts. Then Carrie and Bob both let out one last moan as they came together.

We both turned and watched them until Carrie climbed off of Bob's unconcsious body and cuddled up into her sister's arms. Christa awoke for a second and the two of them kissed, then fell asleep together.

"Well," Martha said quietly, "looks like you and me are the only ones left, maybe we can help each other get to sleep,"

"Maybe," I said moving a little closer to her smiling, "we can," When I finished I pressed my body tight against hers. She kissed my forehead, then each of my cheeks, then she looked me in the eyes. We stared at each other for a few seconds then we pressed our lips tight toghether in a surprisingly passionate kiss, "and maybe we shouldn't go to sleep at all." I suggested grinning at her wickedly as I ran my hand across her pussy.

"You might have something there," Martha said as she began to pet my own pussy the whole time she was smiling at me and lowering me onto my back.

After kissing her way down my body she gently spread my thighs wider apart and raised my knees up and began stroking my bare pussy lips.

"How do you like having your pussy shaved?" she said watching my reaction.

"I like it," I said without hesitating, "so much better to feel a tongue with. How about you?"

"I love it, I've kept mine shaved ever since I was eighteen, a friend shaved me and I shaved her, we had both seen a picture of another womans bare cunt and we thought it looked, well, interesting, interesting enough to try anyway." She said while her eyes began to glaze over, absently still stroking me. "We didn't do very good jobs the first time, but as we got more and more experienced, the cleaner our pussies got," then her eyes seemed to focus back on my face which was wrinkled up into a look of pleasure, as her fingers continued fingering me.

"You know, not just women do it, I mean shave their sexual areas, men do it to, I remeber boys from the swim team they did it because it affected their swimming or something to that effect and others do it just for the pleasure of it, Carrie and Christa's father kept his pubic hair shaved, he said he did it for me, but I think he enjoyed it too."

When I moaned her attention seemed to focuse back on me once again, she looked down at her fingers to where they were burried almost halfway into my pussy, and lowered herself closer to it. Then looking up between my legs she said "You know you have a very beautiful pussy, such small lips and such a pink center, your picture perfect. Was it your idea to get all of your pussies shaved or was it one of my other daughters?"

"It was mine," I told her, trying to hold back another moan as her tongue slid across my clitoris.

"I'm glad that one of you had the idea. I think a womans pussy is a very beautiful thing and it should be exposed, not covered up." Martha said looking up into my eyes. Then just before she lowered her lips to my cunt she asked "Are my daughters good lovers to you?"

"Yes, you thin...Oh god yes..." I cried out softly as Martha lightly sank her teeth into my labia. "Oh yes, Oh god yes," I continued crying as she shook me between her teeth. "No one else has ever..." Martha pushed and pulled her fingers in and out of me as fast as she could at the same time trying to raise my hips to get a better course so that she could get her mouth tighter around my cunt to suck on my pussy.

"God, I'm going to cum," I moaned at Martha.

"Cum for me my darling daughter, cum for mommy," Martha said, then as she kissed my raised pussy the dam broke.

Wave after wave of intense pleasure rippled throughout my body until I finally collapsed onto the bed. The whole time Martha's lips hand't left my pussy and her tongue hadn't stopped scooping at my nectar.

When she parted from my neither lips she came up to my face, I opened my mouth and flicked my tongue out, until I felt hers sliding together against mine transferring saliva and cum from one to another. Then quietly she pulled away from me, only to kiss my cheek. Finally she helped maneuver my limp body up beside her other two daughters.

"Good night," Martha whispered to me.

"But what about you?" I meekly complained.

"They'll be other times."

"I love you mom,"

"I love you too," she replied seconds before I drifted off to sleep cuddling up to Christa's back.

Chapter IXX Plans When I woke up the next morning, I had an arm wrapped around Carrie and someone had an arm around me. I pulled my own arm back from Carrie and tried to roll over without waking whoever was beside me. When I got onto my other side Sandi's eye's blinked open at me, "Good morning," she said after I kissed her.

"Good morning to yourself," I replied pullind a hand on her hip under the covers while she pushed a lock of my hair away from my eyes. "He's wonderful, you trully are lucky in having him, thank you for sharing him with us I know it must have been hard on you,"

"Yeah, but it made me realize somethin,"

"What?" I asked.

"Not here, later."

"God, I feel wonderful," I said trying to stretch out a little.

"Me to, I really am glad it all happened."

I felt Carrie's hand slip over my waist as her breasts pressed against my back then I felt her lips press against my cheek in a morning kiss. "Good morning you two. Thank you Sandi your father is certaily better than you said!"

"Your welcome, and thank you," Sandi replied back.

"What time is it?" Carrie asked nervously, at the same time as she cupped one of my breasts with her hand.

The two of us looked in the direction of Sandi had turned to look at, and the three of us saw MArtha and Bob in a mutual embrace.

"They look good together don't they?" Sandi asked.

"Yeah," I replied, thinking it was about time that mom, got with a good man, in every respect.

"I don't," complained Carrie, "let's get them apart,"

"No you don't," Sandi said glaring at her, both of them got up onto their knees ready to fight over top of me.

"Cut it out the two of you. Let them be or your going to wake them."

They both settled down enough to sit down on their hauches, but not enough to stop glaring at one another. Then in a gruff tone Carrie asked again, "What time is it?"

Since neither of them was going to turn and look I did. "Ten o'clock," I told her and her face turned pale.

"God, damn, we're all late,"

"For what," Sandi and I both asked as she scrambled off the bed for the pile where we had all left our clothes.

"Don't you remember what today is, it's monday and we all have school."

"So," I said running a finger over one of Sandi's nipples.

"So we're also ambasadores for the school, remember thos sport teams are coming..."

"Oh, shit!" Sandi cursed following Carrie's lead off the bed.

I slowly got out of bed not really giving a damn. I wanted more of Sandi and now I couldn't get it.

"What do we do about them?" I asked motioning towards our two respective parents after pulling my pants on.

"Leave'em alone," Sandi said pulling a T-shirt on, "when they wake up they can enjoy each other's company a little more, lets go" I pulled on a T-shirt that was in one of the closets and followed them down the stairs out into the car.

***

"I want to do something for Bob and I'm going to your consent and maybe your help."

"What is it?" I asked her as she weaved in and out of traffic.

"I can't stay with my father for the rest of my life no matter how much I would like to be. I realized that last night. What he needs is a wife, and he's already told me that he won't marry me, besides with him I won't be able to have any children, because of his operation. What I want to do is to get my father to marry your mother! They both seem to get along together and we all love them, both or have made love to both anyway. I think we should try to get them together on that kind of a basis. What do you two think, will you help me?"

"I will," I told her "they do both sort of fit together nicely, besiedes I've sort of always wanted a father."

"What about you Carrie?" Sandi asked looking through the rearview mirror at Carrie.

"I don't like it,"

"Come on Carrie," I pleaded with her, "quit thinking about yourself for once and think about mom. Hell your the one she made love too, not me, you should have more generosity towards her, she's given you quite alot of herself. Give some of yourself to her. Besides you no how long she's been without a real man, don't you think she deserves a husband?" I finished as Sandi parked the car in the crowded parking lot.

"Come on Carrie, without you we can't go on with this." Sandi said turning around after shutting the car off.

"Think of it this way, we'll all be closer to one another including Sandi's father. So instead of family outings, we could have family fuckings, and you and mom can still get together. Come on, you know how mom lipes around when she has time off. We can love her but we can't love her like a man can, this is just what she needs. Come on help us, please." I begged.

"Ok, alright you won't get any interference from me, but, you won't get any help either."

"Come on Carrie..." I started but was cut off by Sandi.

"No, that's fine, but just know you might miss out on any persuasion we use on both of them."

Carrie got out of the car and slammed the door shut behind her.

"God I want you," I cooed in Sandi's ear.

"Later, later...."

Chapter XX Another Story "God, what smells so good," I said as I went into my kitchen.

"Ham and Eggs," said the nude woman (except for an apron) infront of the stove. "I hope you like it,"

"I'm sure I will," I said sitting down feeling a little overdressed in my suit. "Your," I said taking a moment to think, "Martha right!"

"Yes," she said setting a plate of food infront of me and another across from me and sat in the chair infront of it.

"This is really good," I said after taking a bite.

"So were you," Martha said looking at me, "last night I mean" "Oh..." I said and took a bite, "so were you."

"It's really not her fault," Martha said after swallowing a mouthful of food. She was really an attractive woman. I really hadn't gotten a very good look at her last night but now she looked even more beautiful in the sunlight.

"Not who's fault?" I asked not sure what she meant.

"Sandi's. It really wasn't her fault. She was going to share you with Christa, but I wouldn't let her go until Sandi told me about you. Look, I'm really sorry..."

"Don't worry about it, I would never punish her anyway. She's got me so tightly wrapped around her little finger that I couldn't do anything bad to her. She thinks she's in love with... Christa you know?"

"No," Martha replied calmly, "she is in love with her. I saw the way she was acting with Christa, but I'm not really sure if Christa fully returns the feeling."

"Doesn't it bother you?" I asked her.

"No, not really. I think a person should be able to love anyone they want, no matter what their sex. Why doesn't bother you, most men are homophobes?"

"Well, I've watched Sandi fuck your daughter so many times I guess I'm used to females loving one another."

"You watched them," Martha asked me surprised, "they let you stand there and watch."

"No, I would have just interupted them. Besides your daughter Carrie never knew about Sandi and me. Wll at least until yesterday. Sandi taped a number of their rendevous.

"With a video camera?"

"Yes," I said finishing the last mouthful on my plate.

"I'm surprised Carrie would allow herself to be taped."

"Well Sandi told her they were for her to watch when Carrie wasn't around.

We've got tapes of the two of them in almost every room in this house. In the kitchen here Carrie ate Sandi out on this table," Martha looked at the table and ran her fingers over its surface.

"What about you and Sandi? I only heard a little bit about her and you."

"Well, I suppose, you'd know that we first made love out at the cabin."

"YEah, she said she seduced you there,"

"Well that not exactly true we were out at the cabin, but we were down by the stream after doing cleaning for about six hours we were out both dirty and sweaty from the work. I had caught her watching me every once and awhile and she even rubbed herself up against me every chance she got.

Anyway we had gone down to the stream to clean up and I knew nobody was around for miles. So what I decided to do was test her as to what her glances meant. So I stripped on the small piece of Sandy beach right infront of her. Only after she had scoped out every inch of my front side did she ask `What are you doing?'

I told her I was going to go skinny dipping, and I hadn't done it in years, then I told her if she wanted to she could do it to.

Well she stripped down to her bra and panties and then waded into the water. Once she got in deep enough she threw her bra and panties onto the shore making sure she never went too high in the water to show off her parts. Then she swam out closer to me, but out of arms length. At the time she was only thirteen and, quite shy I might add."

"What a change, now she can't wait to get out of her underwear for you,"

Martha commented.

"Yeah, I suppose so," I said, "well the water was quite a bit murky so we really coun't see each other very much. She started treading water where she was and told me `this is exquisite. Why haven't we done this before?'

I told her I wasn't sure if she would have enjoyed it.

She splashed water at me raising her right breast out of the water accidentally, for me to see. `silly, why would I not enjoy this' she asked me as I splashed water back at her.

She came towards me, splashing a little more and I spashed her right back.

Then to escape the water that I was sending her way she dove under the water, a moment later I thought I could feel something touch my, well, testicles, then a second later she surfaced infront of me and let out a small giggle, I replied by laughing softly, what we were joking about I didn't know, then we ending up stopping as our eyes made contact, then we leaned together and we kissed, like two adults, mutually.

Then she pushed off of me and let out a small laugh, pretending that she hadn't felt the little bit of energy that had passed between us. We played around in the water for a while longer. Not coming into contact again.

The sun was starting to set so I told her `let's get out and watch the sunset.'

So seperately we walked out of the water, only this time Sandi was a little less timid about me seeing her naked. Actually she didn't really even seem to care that I was staring at her body.

When we got to shore she dried herself off with her clothes and layed down in the sand. I followed her lead and layed down a couple of feet beside her, and by then as you would guess the air was affecting my groin and my penis was reaching up for the large ball of fire in the sky.

The whole sky turned orange, and as it did Sandi stepped infront of my view. She was standing there a foot away from my feet and I said, `Honney could you move, I can't see the sunset' but she didn't she just stood there, with her face in almost complete darkness as the orangle in the firey sky reflected of her golden hair and skin, just enough to silouhette her out, then she said `Dad, I've decided something,' of course I asked her what it was, while I tried to cover my eyes to see her better.

She stepped forward one foot on either side of me until she was standing over my groing, which was more errect than it had been in years, and it was pointing straight up between her thighs.

`I've decided' she said `I've decide, I want to make love to you.'

I had suspected thats what she was planning on doing almost from the begining of our vacation there, so I din't bother asking her to repeat the question so I just asked her if she had been with any other boys in the way she was talking about being with me.

`No,' she replied immediately almost disgusted that I had asked it. Then I asked her `Wouldn't you prefer to save yourself for one of them?' Although I wouln't turn her away, but I wasn't going to let her do it on a whim,"

"That's exactly the way I felt about my daughters,"

I looked at her surprised, "they sleep with you too,"

"Only Carrie right now, but I've been working on the other one, anyway, continue with your story. I find it quite interesting," Martha said as she finished clearing our plates.

"If your sure," I said and she replied with a nod as she sat back down.

"Well she got off of me and sat in the sand beside me, I could see that the sand had stuck to her backside when she whined that I didn't like her body.

I told her sitting up that I did but she had to be absolutely poitive about what she wanted. She looked at me and wiped a tear out of her eye with the back of her hand.

`I absolutely, positively want to make love to you,' she said moving closer to me. I put my arm around her shoulder comforting her but her hand slid down and began to fondel me with her cold fingers. I didn't bother to stop her since her intentions were quite clear.

It wasn't long before she was lying on her back and I was feeding myself into her. Her screams started as soon as I managed to slip the head of my penis into her, immediately I pulled myself out and she glared up at me and told me firmly not to stop. So I placed myself back at her opening and slid forward again.

Well suffice it to say after a few dozen more tries we made love for the first time, so you can see no matter what she says, or thinks it wasn't entirely her."

Chapter XXI Wedding Plans?

"Kids really exagerate don't they?" Martha asked me as I stood up.

"Yes, I suppose they do," I replied to her pushing my chair into the table.

"I should be getting to work I'm already four hours late."

"Well, if your that late why don't you just phone in sick and the two of us can spend the day toegether. What good will it do to go in for another four hours."

"Alot, I've already phoned in sick quite a few times with Sandi and my boss doesn't like it very much."

"So what's his number," Martha said picking up the phone.

"Why?"

"I'll explain to him why his big strong employee's got to stay home and have his desert."

"What desert?" I asked looking at her.

Martha replaced the phone on its hook and said, "Why me of course," while dropping her apron. "You sure can't leave me alone after telling me that story. Besides I've phoned in sick for the day intending to find out what your like and that's exactly what I'm going to do," Martha said waling up to me and kissing me.

Then we kissed again this time together. Her hands ran across my back and my hands shifted towards her bottom.

Martha's hands slipped between us and undid my zipper. Then she slipped a hand into my pants to retrieve my penis,"

"I'm not sure if my batteries are fully recharged," I said hotly grabbing her by the ass and lifting her up.

"Let me be the judge of that," she whispered. just before kissing my neck.

I lowered her down while she positioned me at her enterance. I held her up by her ass as she began bucking agianst me. I managed to back her against a wall as she let out a small gasp.

Her large breasts pressed against my chest as I began to help hwith her motion by thrusting myself towards her on every down stroke she gave.

"Oh, god yes," she cried out as I let out a small grunt while thrusting myself deeper into her. "Make me cum, Bobby, make me cum," she pleaded.

A matter of seconds later and she had changed her cries to, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming" She shook in my arms as I pushed her past her peak, while still thrusting myself into her.

Then I released a loud moan of my own which had built up as I broke past my own climactic point, shooting rivulets of my own cum into her hot spot.

A few moments later we were both leaning against the while and Martha was whispering "God, that was wonderful," into my ear between kisses. "You really are good at it, Sandi must have gotten a lot of practice with you."

"Yes, I she has," I whispered back to her with my head nuzzled close to her neck. The smell of sweat intermingled with perfume softend my sense.

"You smell wonderful," I told her as I lowered her to her feet.

"Thank you," she replied, "now why don`t you phone into work so you can tell me how I taste."

"Alright," I said giving in while walking over to the phone. As I began talking Martha began to take my clothes off and wass soon fondeling and kissing me as I was talking on the phone with my boss.

Then before I could stop her she had knelt down infront of me and taken me in her mouth.

When her tongue made its first contact a small gasp escaped from my lips and was transfered for miles until it came to the large ears of my boss.

He started to chew me out telling me that fucking was no excuse for not coming to work, then he made a bad joke about constantly staying in bed with his four hundred pound wife.

It shriveled me right there in Martha's mouth, the thought of what he must go home to, then Martha looked up at me, probably wondering what could cause such a drastic change in my errection.

"I'll be coming in, I'm leaving right now,"

Martha got up and grabbed the phone from me and began talking like she had known the man for years. "Look, I'm sorry about Bob not coming in,"

"Who is this?" I could hear my boss bellowing through the phone.

"But," Martha continued, ignoring his question. "Last night Bob proposed to me," I looked at her shocked, I didn't remember talking about marriage last night, but the word kept coming from her lips "and being the nymphomaniac that I am, I can't say yes enough. So if you wouldn't mind letting him stay and play with me, I would be really, really, really, grateful."

"...isn't a very good reason." I heard James (my boss) say while pressing my ear to the phone. "But if you invite me to the wedding, and maybe dinner one night this week, I could see him staying home, by the way, when is it?"

"We've been a little to busy to decide on a date," Martha said gigling pressing herself tight against my chest.

"I understand, how about if I come home tommorow night with Bob, for dinner,"

"No, that's not good for me," Martha said without missing a beat, but how about Tuesday next week, that is unless your going to keep Bob at work late." Martha said looking into my eyes.

"Tuesday it is then,"

"Will it be you and your wife, or just big old you," Martha said giggling into the phone like a teenager.

"Just me," he said "and if this is a joke, tell Bob, he's fired!"

"Well, I'll see you then, I can't wait to meet you." Martha said then dropped the phone in its craddle and wrapped her arms around my neck kissing me.

"Well, hubby what are our wedding plans,"

"Don't you think we should date first?"

"What for, we already know a fair bit about each other," she said running a finger across my chest. "But your probably right, we can go out nights starting, maybe day after tommorow, I know I'm not going to feel like going out tommorow,"

"That's suppose to be my line isn't it?" I said smiling before she kissed me again.

"Besides what else is there to know. You're a great lover, you enjoy your daughters company, and your handsome."

I looked at her with a look of shock (pretend) and she laughed. "Well would you like to celebrate our engagement?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"Oh, we'll figure something out," Martha said taking my hand leading me back upstairs.

Chapter XXII Hallways & Bathrooms "Hi, Jake" I said as I met him in the hall at the break before last class.

"Hi, Christa," he said walking towards me. "I phoned you guys Friday night, where'd you go."

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," I said pushing my hair back with my hand as I leaned up against the wall.

"Try me," he said smiling, showing two small dimples I had never noticed before.

"Its really not that important, so what'd a lonely guy like you do Friday night,"

"Moved Furniture," he said with a smile as the bell rang, "listen would you and Carrie like to do something afterschool tommorow?"

"I don't know, I'll talk to Carrie, but I'd like to, actually," I said pushing myself away from the wall and wrapping my arms around him. "I'd like to do something right now with you," I ginished, as we stretched and kissed. "How about you?"

"I think it sounds like a food idea," he said running his hands over my ass. "Where should we go?" he asked and I looked back and forth down the hallway biting my lip.

"Right there," I said pulling his hand leading him down the hall.

"Where, you mean the girls bathroom?"

"Why not?" I said pulling him into the small cooridor behind me, after we had checked that no one was around. We went through the second door kissing and groping each other.

"Christa," a voice said from behind me, and instantly we released each other to look in the direction of the voice.

"Jake," Carrie said standing infront of the sinks beside Sandi. They had obviously been fixing their makeup, but I could see a few drops of persperation on each of their foreheads. "What are you two doing in here?"

"The same thing you two, have been doing," Jake looked at both of the and then at me, uncertainly, he probably didn't know what we were talking about.

"What have we been doing?" Carrie asked defensively. I walked over to her and kissed her, sliding my tongue into her mouth, then I broke away.

"The proof is in the lips isn't it," I said at her, "now don't try to deny it. I've caught you."

"Yes you have, and we can't deny that," Sandi said "but Carrie was nervouse and we both needed a little bit of relaxing so..."

"So you two came in here to fuck each other," I finished for her turning my back on them to look at Jake's stunned face. "Oh, grow up, haven't you ever seen a Bi before."

"I figured Carrie was..." Jake stuttered not looking away from me, "but not all three of you, especially when you didn't want a taste of Carrie Friday afternoon."

"Why shouldn't we be? Sandi asked coming froward "You like the taste of a pussy don't you, why shouldn't we?"

"There's nothing wrong with it,"

"There isn't," I said watching Jake. I moved closer to him with the sudden urge to kiss him. "You two, if your finished, would you mind..." something was passing between Jake and I, we moved closer to each other as if nothing else existed, like we had been transported to an entirely different planet.

"...lock the door." I said almost in a whisper as Jake and I embraced, in a long sloppy kiss.

Jake's hands fell to my breasts and lifted my T-shirt over my head, exposing my bare breasts to the air. I almost tore at his shirt to feel his bare chest pressed against mine. I longed for him, a feeling that I'd never had at least not at the intensity that I was feeling it.

We pressed ourselves tight against each other, not caring really who was watching. Then as if by magic we were on the floor and Jake was ontop of me, we had both lost our pants and he was pushing himself deep into me.

When he first pushed into me I could hardly feel him, because I was so wet.

His hands were planted on either side of me, which he used to lift himself off of me. Somehow he was only touching me on the inside with his hard cock.

I ran my hands across his bare and slightly hairy chest, feeling the tensed muscles under his skin. As he thrust into me again, and again until finally he had me moaning almost crying out, and when he did get some sound out of me, he started to speed up.

With each thrust from him I could feel my own climax building. I slid my hand down and started rubbing the lower part of his stomache. As he continued thrusting, each thrust began to be accompanied by a grunt from between his lips.

Then I passed through the barrier, convulsing on the floor underneath him, under the pressure of the most intense orgasm I had ever had. I was so sensitized that I could even feel my fingernails scraping across Jakes chest scratching him. In one spot the gashes went so deep that I drew blood, but he didn't stop.

He kept fucking me, ignoring the claw marks I had made on him, and with even more vigor he thrust deeper and deeper into me while his cock seemed to double in size inside of me and with every knew thrust it kept growing bigger, to such a point that I thought I could no longer contain him inside me anymore.

But he didn't stop, his face was dripping sweat onto me and with one final thrust that seemed to reach higher than where I had my diaphram placed, I broke out into another orgasm, while his cock exploded semen, spewing it out with such furociousness that it seemed like I had a fire hose washing my insides out, at the same time a moan errupted from both of our lips, that would have beat the fat lady out anytime.

He collapsed on top of me falling straight into unconscious, I just barely managed to roll him over, keeping his monsterous cock inside of me. I was ontop of him. I ran my fingers over his chest and found absolutely none of my scratches on him.

Carrie and Sandi were looking at us in surprise. I could feel his cock shriveling up inside of me, and I slipped off of him. He had left no signs of the giant cock I had, had inside of me.

"Wow, now that's what you call putting everything into it," Sandi said looking at Jake. I tried to stand up, but my legs felt week and wobbley, and my pussy was aching, with such intensity, that I thought I would die for sure. Sandi came to me and supported me a little and I think I managed to mumble, "God, I feel so stretched," before I feel into unconciousness in her arms.

Chapter XXIII Delayed Plans I awoke on my bed with Sandi running her fingers thorugh my hair.

"How?" I asked before Sandi shushed me quiet.

"Take your time, there's no hurry,"

"How did I get here?" I said pushing myself up into a halway sitting poistion, every movement just seemed to create pain in my vagina.

"Carrie and I managed to get you and Jake dressed. Then she dropped you and me here and said she was going to drop Jake off and go see Stacey, she said she needed to talk to her. I begged her not to go, I didn't think she should since your mother told me they raped her."

"How could you let her go?" I said raising my voice, feeling the effects through out me.

"She was quite intent on going. I don't think I would have been able to stop her nor could you have. Your mother's still not home and it's already after five."

"Is it really that late?"

"Yes, Jake really fucked the energy out of you."

"Jake, yes, I rember now, the school bathroom. His cock...it just...seemed to double in size every second. Right after I..." I raised the covers off of me, enough so that I could see the middle of my chest, Sandi had been caring enough to strip me before she put me to bed. Right in the center of my stomache I found three to six drops of dried blood. The spot was exactly below where I had made the scratches. "...scratched him." I said softly half to myself.

"You couldn't have he never had a scratch on him.

"But this is his blood," I argued quietly.

"Well, it's defintely blood, but it can't be his," Sandi said looking at me with pity in her eyes. "He had a smaller penis than Bob's got when he limp."

"Then explain to me why I feel so sore and stretched."

"The angle, or he could have used his fingers,"

"Uh, Uh...I've been around a little, and he sure wasn't the first boy I've slept with, and he seemed bigger than the first time I had had him in Carrie's bedroom."

"I don't know then, but you'll be able to find out tommorow."

"God, no I can't not tommorow, I can hardly move I'm so sore, and I feel so damned tired." I said rubbing my womb.

"Would it help if I rubbed it?" Sandi asked with twinkling eyes.

"God, no, I don't know if I'm even going to be able to pee."

"What a shame?" Sandi said sulking, "well then I guess we should figure out what we should do to get our parents together, if your not in the mood."

"That sounds Ok, I'm sorry though but I'm just so sore!"

"Forget it!" Sandi said and kissed my lips. "I think I know how we can do it.

"Do what?" I asked absent mindedly.

"Get our parents to go out!" Sandi said resting a hand on my stomach.

"Ow..." I said and she pulled her hand away, "Thanks, How?"

"Well the two of us can sleep with them until we arrange a date between them,"

"I can't at least not for a few days," I said rubbing myself in slow circular motions.

"Well today's Monday, what about, if your feeling better, we'll start on your mother Friday."

"Ok, as long as Jake doesn't want me before then, if he does I'm afraid I won't be able to go through with it,"

"Alright, then I'll just have to keep Jake away from you for the next few days,"

"Would you like to go down stairs and get something to eat?"

"I'm starving but I don't feel like I can make it all the way down stairs and back again."

"Would you like me to go make you something and then bring it up for you?"

"Would you?"

***

I got home from Bob's around seven o'clock and found Sandi in the kitchen making some soup and sandwhichs. I opened the fridge and got out a bottle of seltser water before I collapsed into a kitchen chair to nurse the small glass bottle.

"Where is everyone?" I asked Sandi, who stopped to come over to kiss me a moment earlier.

"Christa's up in bed, exhausted and sore, and Carrie's out talking to Stacey."

"When did she go?" I asked suddenly frightened for Carrie's safety."

"Right after school, she said she had called ahead and need to talk to Stacey alone."

"I guess she figure out what to do I mumbled, "Did she say when she'd be back?"

"She said she'd be back around nine,"

"Alright, by the way why are you making dinner?"

"Carrie's not here, and Christa's hungry,"

"Well why doesn't she come down and make it herself,"

"Because she can hardly move,"

"What from?"

"She's just really sore from today, that's all,"

"What happened Sandi?"

"Would you like some soup?"

"Yes please and I'd also like an answer," I told her as she poured a bowl of chicken noodle soup.

"Well, Jake and Christa sort of, well they..."

"Had sex,"

"No, it was more...more sensual than that, and I'd have to say they went well beyond just making love. It was almost mystical, that they sort of went at it, for no better way of defining it, and now she so sore because of it, she aches just to talk."

"That good was it,"

"This went beyond good," Sandi said putting a bowl infront of me, "Christa thinks he doubled in size every minute they were at it, and they were at it for a good hour,"

"I don't think, I've ever been fucked into pain before, not by anyone that I can remember anyway." I informed Sandi.

"Well, when Bob and I go at it, its always a bit painful for me, he says I've got a small tight pussy, I think thats only part of the reason, the other being that he's so large."

"How long does it usually last?"

"Oh, its gone within a few minutes after he's worked himself into me, but he still thinks I'm as tight as the day he first had me. You've seen my pussy, do you think I have a small cunt?"

"Well..." I said taking a spoonful of soup, "you do have a sort of small enterance, but your father does have a very large penis," I said remebering when Bob really got himself worked up after eating me out.

"Besides I think a small cunt is really good when your with a man, because no matter how small they are, or how big they are, you always feel full, whether slightly or extremly full."

"I better take this soup up to Christa," Sandi said just as I was finishing off my last mouthful of soup.

"I'll go up with you, I better take a look at her."

***

When Christa say me she tried to pull the covers over her breasts, but she was obviously exactly like Sandi had described her because she failed to be able to even reach the covers.

I sat on the edge and Sandi maneuvered her way up to Christa's head to give her, her soup. "I hear you and Jake went at it together pretty good today,"

Christa didn't say anything, she only nodded. "Feel sore, heh, well all you need is a few days rest, and a good number of warm bubble baths."

"Christa, I know I'm being a nagging mother, but..." I waited for her to swallow the fresh spoonful of soup Sandi gave, "...did you practice...safe....sex."

Christa nodded, and quietly said "I was wearing my diaphram, I still had it in from last night."

"That's good," I said trying to hold back a sigh of relief. "May I look,"

I asked holding onto the blankets that covered her bottom half. Sandi fed her another spoonful of soup, and Christa nodded.

I lifted the blankets up and threw them to the other side, slowly Christa spread her legs for me. Her pussy, the whole area was red, her vulva was almost scarlet with bruises, and her clitoris was swollen to an amazing size. "My god," I muttered. Sandi set the bowl of soup down and came over to see the same thing I was looking at. "Jake did this to you," I said looking up at her nodding head.

"That must have been one hell of a fuck," I said almost for lack of better words. I didn't know really what else to say. I had never seen a pussy look like that, ever. I covered her back up, and gently patted her leg, it was obvious she felt every tap through out her entire body.

"Christa, when I said you needed to rest for a couple of days, well, honey I was wrong, you probably won't be going anywhere for a good two weeks at least. You should maybe even go to the hospital."

"No, hospital," Christa pleaded, "I would never be able to go out in public again if anyone got word of me in the hospital, because my pussy was sore."

"Honey, I..."

"No, I'll be alright trust me,"

I left her room for mine leaving Sandi there to finish feeding her.

A few minutes later, when I was laying on my bed, sprawled out, trying to think about what I should do for Christa, Sandi came in and sat down beside me, together we stayed like that for a few minutes in utter silence.

"How is she?" I ended up asking Sandi.

"Asleep," came a weak reply. "Is she going to be alright?" Sandi asked me.

"I don't know, I've never seen anything like that, I know I'm no doctor but there is no way that can be normal. What about Jake, what happened to him?"

"Carrie took him home, he was out like a rock, just like Christa was! He probably isn't even awake yet!"

"I don't understand it, he doesn't have that big of a penis, even when he's errect."

"How do you know that?"

"Because I've had him too, and he sure never did that to me,"

"You slept with him too,"

"Yes, Friday night," I said absently. "If she doesn't feel a little better in the morning, we'll take her to the hospital," I said thinking aloud.

"Can I stay tonight Ms. Benchino,"

"Of course Sandi, your welcome here anytime, even if it is under as unfortunate circumstance as tonight. Just call your dad and tell him."

"Thank you."

Chapter XXIV Relief "It's alright with Bob, he doesn't need me tonight, I don't think I could have taken him inside me tonight any...What's wrong Martha?" Sandi asked me when she saw I was crying.

"I'm scared," I said stiffling a sniffle, "for Christa, its hard to see her in so much pain, I just looked in on her."

"It'll be alright," she told me wrapping her arms around me and kissing my cheek. "Why don't you lie back on the bed, and I'll make you feel better,"

she suggested to me. I did as she suggested and she was soon at my side undoing the bottons to my blouse, to undress me.

Slowly and carefully she worked, when she got my blouse off she gently kissed each nipple, and masaged each of my breasts individually, taking her time, not rushing at all. And all I could think of was the pleasure that she was giving me.

Then just as slowly and deliberately she removed my belt, and my pants, then slowly and carresingly she removed my black lace panties, and finally my socks.

Then gently she eased my legs apart, and kissed me, soft, gentle and sweet.

She licked every square milimeter at least half a dozen times before she penetrated me with her fingers, her strokes were slow and rythmatic, easing me into an almost dream like state, of pleasure. An hour passed and she still hadn't brought me off, she only did enough to keep me interested.

Then at the end of the second hour, I finally pleaded and begged her to take me all the way, her tongue slid into me and her fingers quickly moved across my flesh enterance, finding exactly where to touch me with precision accuracy, never missing a button or a drop of my juices.

Finally after the end of a lingering twenty-minutes wave after wave of energy pulsed through me, as my orgasm swept through me, bleeding off all my remaining energy out of my pussy. The pussy that Sandi had her lips wrapped over in a kiss.

With one last cry, I felt unconciousness overtaking me. Sandi came up beside me and kissed my