Date: Thu, 6 Jan 2005 15:00:22 +1100 (EST)
From: David Jansen <iamdayman@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Karen Pt 4. (mf, ff, fist, inc, mff mf)

Paul's jaw hit the ground as I asked him if he wanted to sleep with Mom. I
don't think he thought he had heard me correctly.

"Well, do you? I think I do, you know"

He stammered a bit, the shock was so great. Did I want to screw Mom? You
bet I did, after what happened this afternoon with Carly, I think I
actually like girl-girl sex. The question was whether Paul wanted to do it
to her as well.

He nodded and said "Is it possible?"

"Yes it is, but it may take a while to set it up. I will let you know what
I want you to do when I have worked it out"

"How?" Paul was obviously dumbfounded with the enormity of the question, he
is not normally so slow on the uptake.

"I told you I don't know yet, but I will work it out," I replied. I was not
going to tell Paul anything I saw that night, nor how I was going to
blackmail Mom into doing exactly what I wanted her to do, if I needed to. I
really had no idea, but I had the glimmerings of one.

A couple of days later, I was in bed with Paul, under him, with that
delicious cock inside me; it was deep and straining to go deeper. I spread
my legs as far as they could go, then lifting my knees up to give him as
much access to my sex as I could give him. He was pounding away on my
pelvis, tickling my clit, in and out, bringing me to sexual climax. As I
cum and as he began to spurt his semen into me, I realized that I would not
have to do a lot to get Mom into bed, all I had to do was talk to her. My
cum was strong, the ripples of pleasure running through me made every nerve
ending in my body twitch in that pleasant agony. I think that it was the
thought of actually bedding Mom and Jeff at the same time that was a real
thrill.

But when? Mom's birthday, obviously. It fell on a long weekend this year,
Jeff was only a couple of hours away in a plane, he came back from time to
time, to visit, but always with his family. It was different this year,
Emily, Jeff's wife, had come to visit her parents a few weeks back and was
telling Mom how much Jeff missed being here. I bet he did, I thought. I had
not thought too much about it at the time, but I was determined to do
something about it now. I had it. The strong after wash of my orgasm was
resonating through me as Paul finished filling me with his cum and I
finally had it.

My idea was simple. The weekend of Mom's birthday, Jeff could come visit
and it could happen then. It was a great idea, but things need to happen.

Before Paul had even had a chance to catch his breath and get off me, I was
holding him in me as long as I could actually, I asked "Is there a game on
here during the long weekend?"

"Sure is," Paul replied, gasping.

"Can you get tickets, for you and Steve?"

"I already have tickets, but I was going to go with Kim. Why?"

I outlined my idea for getting everyone out of the house but Paul was not
overly enthusiastic at first. However, when he realized that I would be
home alone with Mom, he immediately got with the program. We talked for a
while and the details were set, and Carly was not to be told. A couple of
days later, Paul asked Steve to go to the game with him and even without
mentioning it was Mom's birthday, Steve agreed.

A week later I rang Jeff for the first time. When I spoke with him I asked
if he could come home for Mom's birthday, as a surprise. Paul and I had the
money to buy him a plane ticket, as a present for him and Mom. Jeff was
lukewarm to this at first, saying that he was busy at work. This changed
though when I explained that Paul had arranged to go to a game with Steve,
not realizing it was her birthday, and I would be at a friend's place, so
Mom would be alone. We thought that rather than be alone, it would be nice
for her brother to be there for her birthday for the first time in three
years. Thirty seconds later, it was a done deal, however, Jeff told us that
air fares were not cheap and that he would buy the tickets. That was great
because I did not relish asking Paul for more cash to buy air tickets for
Jeff.

Time passed slowly, I would fuck Paul almost every day, and Carly would
join us sometimes. Sometimes after fucking me, Paul would then go out and
fuck Carly, he was a real stallion then. The long weekend drew closer, Paul
got increasingly nervous. Eventually, I realized I had to say something to
Carly, I needed her help in getting it organized. When she understood it,
her reaction was not unexpected, the opportunity for some great sex would
be enough to keep her in. I told her not to let Paul know anything, she
agreed that it would spoil the whole thing.

Then the night before her birthday came and Steve was at an office end of
week drink. Paul was out with Carly and I was home with Mom.

Mom was in the lounge reading, a book or work papers or something, but in
any case, I was going in to her. I entered the lounge and asked, "Can we
talk for a while Mom?"

"Sure, honey," she replied, "Just us here, no men around to interrupt."

"I wanted to tell you about what I have been doing for the last few weeks,
and where it all started."

"Mmmm sounds ominous, darling. Are you in some kind of trouble?"

Obviously Mom was concerned, so I replied, "Oh no. Nothing like that, just
I need to tell you everything. Now. Oh, and some of this may be upsetting
for you, but please, remember I love you and Paul and Steve and Jeff."

"Jeff? What does he have to do with this?"

"Oh everything, and so do you!"

The color seemed to drain from Mom's face and her voice turned brittle,
"Oh, would you care to enlighten me then?"

So I did, I held her hand, I told her everything. I told her how I
accidentally caught her and Jeff having sex on this lounge. I described
everything. Tears flowed, from fear, no, from relief. I held her and kissed
her, telling her I loved her.

"I am glad someone else finally knows!" Mom said, "That has been our secret
since I was thirteen years old."

I kissed Mom then, really kissed her. I loved her more then than at any
time before. She did not try to quibble, or deny it, she just admitted it
and said, "So you have told me, what next?"

"Mom, I love you, and I want to love you," I said gently, I kissed her
again, this time, more intimately, more passionately, and she kissed me
back. I reached over her and gently touched her on the breasts, "I want you
Mom, I want to make love to you."

Inga.

So Karen sat on the lounge and proceeded to gently decimate my life. But it
wasn't necessarily a bad thing; it was something of a relief. The lie I had
been living for decades was over. She kissed me, I cried a bit, and did not
think about the kiss she had given me. She kissed me gain, but this time
with an intensity I had missed before. She ran her hands over my breasts
and I must admit I was shocked and more than a little turned on.

The she told me that she wanted me, to make love with me. I had no idea
where this came from, but it did evoke some memories I had of fooling
around with some girlfriends when I was sixteen or so, then seriously with
a woman friend of my mother's before I got married, but this was different.

Karen was fourteen, my daughter, who knew about the incestuous relationship
I had been engaged in with my brother for over twenty years. My brother, my
first lover, and Karen's father, he was the only one who could have been
her father, I got a little careless. My ex- did not know this, nor did
Jeff, and neither did anyone else. All through my pregnancy I was terrified
she would be intellectually or physically handicapped, but with more luck
than better judgment, she was perfect, still is. How do I respond when my
daughter tells me she wants to have a lesbian relationship with her mother?
I remembered those sessions in the bath recently, so I kissed her and
asked, "Are you sure?"

She nodded and kissed me. "Oh yes, I am. I did not know at first that is
what I wanted, but now I am sure."

I kissed her back and touched her breasts and said, "Perhaps we would be
better off in bed."

"Here is just fine, Mom, I can't wait any longer."

I felt her hands moving my clothes, her lips kissing me, on my bare flesh
as it opened to her. My hands caressed her body, her beautiful face and
pulled at her clothing. For that moment I could not get enough of her. Soon
we were both naked, and kissing and touching each other. Off the triple
lounge and onto the soft-carpeted floor we moved. I moved over her, kissing
and touching her. I felt her soft breasts, her flat stomach, he curly pubic
hairs and soft vaginal lips. I kissed the hardened nipples and soft skin
under her breasts. I felt her hands roaming my body, her lips caressing my
skin. We moved over one another, touching, kissing parts of us that had
probably been ignored for a long time, igniting a fire in both of us that
demanded release. We felt the pleasure we were bringing to each other and
ourselves.

I found my mouth on her mons, then my tongue flicking across her labia and
onto her clit. I felt her breath on my own sex, her tongue repaying the
pleasure I was giving her. My tongue seemed to take a life of its own and I
licked her clit, all the way down to her love tunnel then kept going. I
buried my head further into her and forced her legs ever further apart. I
kept licking eventually running my tongue around her anus. I felt her
shudder at that, forcing my tongue around then trying to force it into that
puckered hole. She could not keep her tongue on me but she could use her
fingers, and she did, stroking my clit with one hand and pushing two
fingers into me with other. I tongued back towards her vagina, licking all
the way up to her clit. I prodded that hard little button with my tongue
and eased a couple of fingers into her. Between my tongue and fingers she
soon spasmed then contracted into a massive orgasm.

Pulse after pulse of pleasure seemed to sweep through her, as she seemed to
convulse. Moaning loudly, she had to stop lapping at me and just enjoy her
orgasm. I lifted my head and moved again, lifting myself off her mouth and
I worked my way up her body, forcing her to abandon my cunt altogether.

Eventually, I was kissing her mouth, using my tongue to feel her lips, her
teeth and her tongue. She licked her cum from my face and chin, kissing me
even deeper than before. She then proceeded again to use her mouth on me,
this time taking it from the side, using her hands fingering me. She
started with one finger then two, easing a third finger inside me. Karen's
hands are pianist hands, narrow with long and thin fingers.

This was not uncomfortable so I said, "Go on, see if you can put your whole
hand in."

Karen eased her little finger in and by my spreading my legs as far as I
could get them to go and her gentle insistence of putting her hand inside
me, she got it all in. There was no need for any oils to help slide her
hand in, I was so aroused that I felt like I was flooded with my juices. I
have never had a really big cock, not even a large dildo inside me before,
and Karen's hand just filled me up. Waving her fingers inside me slowly I
could feel her hand going in and out, her wrist forcing my vagina open as
far as I felt it could go without splitting me wide open. I could feel the
pumping action of her hand on the walls of my vagina, opening me up and as
it slid outward enveloping her fingers. Every time she pushed in she
touched something, maybe the lately lamented G-spot, but it just sent a
sexual thrill through me that I had never felt before.

Karen used her tongue on my clit at that moment and it was exactly the
right thing to do to me. It wasn't long before I felt that familiar tension
that indicated I was on the verge of coming. By this time I was making so
much noise, I am surprised that the neighbors did not run in to check and
see if I was OK. She pumped her hand even more as I clamped on it; I tensed
as the first wave of orgasm hit me. I went into an almost hysterical cum, I
had never cum that hard before. Wave after wave of sexual pleasure rolled
through me, leaving me only to be hit with another one. Soon, all too soon
that left me, replete with the release that my body demanded a short time
before.

I gulped in big breaths of air, catching my wind, my heart pounding, my
body tingling with the feeling of well being that only sexual release can
give you. The facts that the person I had just had sex with was a young
woman, and that she was my own daughter, well that seemed
insignificant. Obviously, that was what she wanted, and until she raised
the issue with me I had no idea that that was what I wanted too. We lay in
each others arms, relaxing in the afterglow.

Karen kissed me and said, "I love you Mom, ever so much."

"And I love you more than I thought possible my darling daughter, my
lover." I looked at her and she hugged me, kissing me.

I knew Steve would be home shortly and said, "We better get moving, and get
dressed. Steve will be in soon."

"Ahh, of course. After that, you want a coffee?"

"Sure," I said, reaching for my clothes.

Karen dressed and made coffee, while I dressed and then stretched like the
sated cat I really felt like at that moment. Dam it was good, I just had
some of the greatest sex I ever had wow, it was going to be a while before
I got over it. But I also realized that this was not going to be the last
time that Karen and I would have sex. When she came back in carrying two
steaming mugs of coffee, I said as much.

"Oh. I think you better hear the rest of what I have to say Mom before you
make any long term plans."

I lifted an eyebrow, after what we had just done, what could she possibly
say that would wreck it.

"I am no longer a virgin, as you probably guessed."

I nodded and said, "After that, I think it was Paul and Carly who
introduced you to the reality of sex?"

"mmm Not quite. Actually it was Steve."

"Oh!" I replied rather glibly. I did not want to upset her, because
obviously this was important to her. "And you are thinking that maybe I
would be upset at that?"

"Probably --" she hesitated.

"Well, Steve is a good lover, he is considerate, was it any good?"

"Well I had no way of measuring what was good or not. But he made me cum,
after he had hurt me. He helped me --" she petered out.

"You mean he showed you how to suck his cock?"  Karen nodded.

"He also licked you into cumming?" Karen nodded again.

"So you enjoyed it then?"

Karen nodded again and I said, "So your problem is, what?"

"I thought you may be upset at us. I had to talk him into it and it took a
while. He said a lot, but the message I got was that it was a once only
thing."

"Oh no darling," Then a thought occurred to me, "Is this what we just did
all about then?"

"Oh no, I did not even think about it until after Carly showed me that
girl-girl sex was great. I cannot live without telling you the truth, but I
did not want to hurt you."

"Oh darling, you are my daughter, and I do love you, and I do want you to
be happy. If you want sex with Steve, just do so, I can handle it. Same
with Paul, just have it. As long as you do not get pregnant, and I think we
have taken care of the possibility. I have enough love in my life and heart
to share you all, with each other, with anyone else." And I felt I did, I
thought Steve could pop Karen's cherry, and would do a good job of
it. However, I had thought that Paul was the more likely candidate. I did
not consider that Carly would be involved, but then she is a sexy little
minx, so I was not surprised. I have caught her a couple of times giving
Steve the eye, and the way she looks at me sometimes, I have wondered. So
now I know.

We saw headlights flash in the window and looked at each other. Steve's car
was coming up the driveway and he would be in, in a few moments. Karen
hugged me and kissed me deeply.

"It's your birthday tomorrow."

"I know, don't remind me," I smiled.

"I have a very special day for you tomorrow."

I was intrigued by this, and asked her for more information, but she
refused. All she did say was that she was going to order dinner from a
fancy restaurant, and that she and Carly would be serving it.

"In fancy French maid outfits?"

"Well.. not quite, but.."

"I don't think I want to know, let's leave it. You, me, Carly, Steve and
Paul!" I pondered that for a moment and said, "That should make for an
interesting evening."

I still had no idea what she was planning, but I hoped that at least one
course would be me, it had to be, and I think my old fantasy of have sex
with Paul was about to be realized, as long as Steve did not object, but
somehow, I think Karen had that taken care of. What I wasn't expecting was
how she was going to take care of it.

Karen.

So, my largest hurdle was passed me. There were two more hurdles yet but it
was working so far. Steve was the next one, and that was already on the
way. Jeff was the last one. I thought that Mom was going to be difficult,
nigh impossible, but I did not realize that she is a slut, like me. I like
sex, and although I am not into the rooster option, that is
"any-cock-'l'-do" I like it none-the-less. I have had only two men, Steve
and Paul, and now two women, Mom and Carly. Each is a terrific lover, in
his or her own way. But Mom, well she is something else, fisting, wow, not
even Carly can do that, but then neither of us have had babies yet.

I have found that Steve is thoughtful, considerate, gentle and smooth. Paul
is sometimes selfish, sometimes considerate and always has lots of
stamina. He has cum in my mouth and then thirty minutes later, in my
pussy. He has a talented tongue and an ever-ready prick. Carly has talented
tongue, fingers and thighs. She has made me cum upside down, on the edge of
a bed, in the kitchen, the lounge, on the stairs, used her fingers, her
tongue and a vibrator. She is inventive and cums a lot herself, encouraging
me to try something new and daring. But Mom, well, it seems a bit silly to
keep calling her that, I should call her Inga, well she is something
else. She is loving, giving, kind, generous, understanding, and a lot of
other things. But for now, I had to convince Steve that it was OK, all this
incest. Inga and me, Inga and Jeff, Jeff and I, Paul and I, Inga and
Paul. I could think of only one thing that might do the trick.

It wasn't long before midnight approached and Steve and Inga went off to
bed. I knew that they would be making love, Inga said as much, so I thought
I would just join them. Paul was not coming home, he would be staying with
Carly and not be in until morning. So I could safely get into bed with both
Steve and Inga, without upsetting Paul.

I could hear the soft moaning that was coming from their room, so I
undressed and just went into it. Steve jumped, asked me what I was doing,
and I simply said, "Coming to bed with you guys. That's OK, isn't it Mom?"

While surprised, Inga kept her composure and said, "Of course, darling, if
you want to. But really, you could have mentioned it before this."

They were on top of the bed, naked and again, I saw Inga's beautiful tits
and neatly trimmed bush. Steve's dick was as rampant as ever and I wanted
him inside me again.

"Sorry, Mom, but I only just thought of it."

Mom went back to what she was doing, namely, sucking on Steve's cock, she
looked up at me and took her mouth off him and pointed his dick at me. I
got on the other side of him and took him into my mouth. I heard Steve say,
"Just what is going on here?"

"Well, if you want to fuck my daughter, take her cherry even, then you will
just have to screw her other times as well. You can't seriously expect to
start her in a life of sexual debauchery and then not expect to foster her
along do you?"

Steve's eyes just about popped out of his head. "You know?"

"Of course dear, and I approve of her choice, because it WAS her
choice. And from what she told me, she really enjoyed it. What more can a
mother ask for her daughter's first sexual experience?"

I kept sucking as they continued to talk, Mom playing with Steve's balls.

"And that is not all," I said lifting my head off Steve's cock. I reached
out and pulled Inga towards me and kissed her, making sure that Steve could
see me touching her breasts.

"Jeeesus!!!" Steve exclaimed. "What the fuck is going on here?"

Steve did not lose his erection at any time, in fact, I think it even grew
a bit when Inga and I kissed.

"Well, it is simple, Steve, a family that plays together, stays together."
I said. Inga said nothing at this so I went on, "And I expect that the both
of you will play with Paul as well."

Inga laughed that half laugh of uncertainty and absurdity. Steve just
looked shocked. However, I noticed that neither of them voiced any
objections.

"Well, you told me that you had sucked cock before, now I am saying that if
you want to fuck me again, then you are going to have to fuck Paul as
well."

"And you go along with this Inga?" he asked.

"Why not? There is no issue with pregnancy, and that is the real reason why
incest is frowned upon, genetic uncertainty. As far as the les thing goes,
I am surprised at how intense it is for me"

"So you and Karen --"

"Yes," Inga said, "And it was wonderful. Do you want to watch?"

Steve thought about it for a second or two, maybe, and said, "Maybe we are
all sickos, but who cares. As long as the neighbors don't know?"

The night passed quickly as Inga and I put on a show for Steve, we then
both sucked him carefully sharing it. I loved the smooth texture of his
knob in my mouth, tickling the back of my throat as Inga played with his
balls. I then took over the balls and she sucked him, taking as much of him
into her mouth as she could get. We swapped this silken prong many times,
drinking the juices from the eye of his dick, wrapping our tongues around
the knob. We kissed several times as our actions mimicked each
other. Eventually Steve started pumping his hips, forcing more of his dick
down my throat. Inga and I swapped again and she started sucking him while
I nibbled at his balls.

I felt his balls spasm, he moaned a lot and Inga took a load in the back of
her throat. Without me even making a sound, she moved and I took her place,
just as he shot another stream, but I wasn't quick enough and it hit me in
the face, but missed my eyes. (Semen is full of salt guys, and it stings
when it hits the eyes, just remember that when you cum in a woman's face.)
Again he spasmed and again his semen covered more of my face and hair. All
I could do was to keep my eyes closed and try to find his dick with my
mouth. At last I did, and he again shot a jet into me. I swallowed it and
kept sucking him. Inga then moved closer to me and began to lick my face, I
moved back and wiped a finger over my cheek and guided the cum onto my
lips. Inga kissed me, using her tongue to wipe the precious liquid off of
me. We could share Steve's semen and we did, both eating it.

We kissed some more and my hands began to feel Inga's breasts and body and
onto her dark thatch. Ignoring Steve, I rolled Inga back and began to love
her again, using my mouth.

Steve's eyes must have popped as Inga said, "Ohh, does she suck cock as
well as she licks pussy darling?"

"Oh yes, she must judging by the look on your face!"

I felt Steve moving and then his hands pulling my hips upward then his head
forcing its way between my legs. Steve started tonguing my clit and pushing
his fingers into me.

After a few moments he stopped and said, "No, I just have to fuck that
beautiful pussy."

Steve moved again and in moments I felt his cock pushing at my now wet
cunt, sliding into me, pushing aside the folds of my labia, filling me with
its length. I shuddered as Steve began pumping at me, rocking me as I tried
to maintain my licking of Inga. "Oh, my baby is getting fucked by my
lover. Ohhh you know how sexy that is!!"

For the second time that night, I brought Inga to an orgasm using my
tongue, and it wasn't long after that that I began to feel that sensual
contraction beginning in my snatch as Steve rammed himself into me. I felt
that sweep of orgasm begin and going on and on as he pumped into me. I
collapsed onto Inga's stomach as Steve slowed and stopped his fucking.

"Mmmmm" I said, "I am going to sleep well tonight." I moved upward, kissing
Inga on her breasts and then lips. "Sorry Mom, but I have just got to get
some sleep."

Inga kissed me and said, "That's OK baby, you can sleep here if like, this
bed is big enough for the three of us."

Within moments, I was asleep and I woke sometime later as the bed was
moving and I knew that Inga and Steve were fucking again. I went back to
sleep, content with what I had begun here this night. Sometime later I woke
again as I felt a tongue on my clit. From the feeling of prickling around
my mons I think it was Steve just helping himself and moments later this
was confirmed as he stopped licking and, obviously judging me wet enough,
replaced his tongue with his hard prick. I moved with him and was swept up
in the action. I felt him tensing and I gripped him hard as his cock
swelled and he shot another load of semen into me. I am not sure if I fell
off to sleep again, but it seemed only moments later Steve's dick was
replaced by another tongue. This was Inga, her chin does not carry the
prickly stubble of a man. I felt her cleaning me out, sucking the juices
that had just been deposited in me. I came then, real hard and was soon
back asleep.

I woke as the morning sun seemed to just piece a narrow gap in the curtains
onto my face. I looked at the two other people sleeping in the same bed and
I felt wonderful. A night of serious sex, all night with people that I
loved. I did not move immediately, but I was eying off the beautiful couple
alongside me. Steve, handsome with a great looking body and, although now
flaccid, a great tool. Inga shapely and looking as good naked as she did
dressed.

I looked at the bedside clock and jumped about four feet into the air.

"Oh fuck!" I said. Inga and Steve both woke and I went on "We have slept
in."

The both looked at me funny and I said, "Your birthday present is arriving
in a few minutes. We better get ready!"

"What..who.. what birthday present?" both of them mumbled.

"I better rush," I cried, and got out of the bedroom, under she shower in
moments. I realized I had not even been to the toilet as the warm water
rushed over me. Without bothering to wait, I spread my legs and just peed
where I was standing. I quickly washed and got out of the shower, feeling
refreshed, even if stressed at this point. I rapidly towelled myself dry
and managed to brush my teeth at the same time. I ran to my room, throwing
on a short skirt and a flimsy top, not bothering with underwear. I went
down stairs and just as I was about to go to the kitchen as the doorbell
rang. I opened the door and standing there was a tall man, dark haired,
with a touch of grey appearing on the sides. Casually dressed but looking
as dapper as ever, was my Uncle Jeff.

"Hi, Uncle Jeff, come on in. I am sorry, but we slept in. Mom and Steve are
probably still in bed."

"Hi Karen, you have grown a bit since the last time I saw you, which was
three years ago," he said looking me up and down. I nodded, I missed his
last visit, I was on a school camp. He entered and I closed the door, and
as soon as the door was close, I wrapped my arms around him and kissed
him. I kissed him like I never kissed him before, pushing my tongue into
him.

He pulled back a bit and said, "Whoa, there girl, getting a little familiar
aren't we?"

Ignoring the question I asked, "You ready for a special day?"

He nodded and said, "How special is this going to be?"

"Ohh very, and I hope you are not too tired tonight for dinner and after
dinner entertainment."

"Sounds intriguing. I am looking forward to it. Now, where is your mother?"

"Right here, Jeff."

The hugged each other and Mom kissed Jeff, hard. Jeff must have been
expecting a more sisterly peck, as he pulled back with a puzzled look on
his face.

"It's all right, Karen knows, she has known for ages. She has Steve and
Paul going out today and she is doing whatever she wants to do herself and
we are going to be home alone. You are my birthday present. Thank you
Karen."

"Yes it is, and if you are really up to it, tonight can be something
special. So leave something for me, Mom. I am going to be with Carly, we
are finishing up making your outfits for tonight."

 They both looked at me kind of funny, but said nothing.

Inga

Paul and Steve welcomed Jeff, and left shortly afterward. For the first
time in two years I was at last alone with my brother, my first
lover. Karen left after we had gotten Jeff into the guest room and seconds
later I was tearing at his clothes. God, I am such a slut with him. Well,
OK, I am a slut with Karen too, and I have no idea why she does what she
does to me. Steve, well, OK, I am just a slut now, but I never used to
be. Well, OK, OK, I was always a slut, but I never realized it until now.

I had Jeff down with that beautiful cock inside my mouth as soon as I had
his pants off. It did not take long for that meat to be filling my throat,
nearly strangling me as I stuffed as much of it as I could into me. Jeff
always produced copious amounts of pre-cum, and now was no exception. I
just loved the saltiness of it, as I swirled his knob around in my mouth. I
gently squeezed his balls, rubbing them.

"Oh my...fuck, you still give the best head I have ever had!" he
complimented me.

I kept going, giving a mumble as an acknowledgement and sucked that dick
like it was a lollipop. I just kept it going and going, I wanted to blow
him so much, I wanted the taste of his hot semen pouring into my mouth and
down my throat.

Jeff grabbed my head and said "Hold on there babe, keep that up and I am
gunna lose my load"

"Who said I wanted you to stop?"

"Mmmm that would be nice but we have a lot of hours. Let's just take our
time. Besides, you would suck me dry, and Karen said leave something for
later. You know what that is all about?"

"No, she said leave something for her. She has wanted to fuck you for ages,
but has had to wait until now."

I told Jeff everything, about how Karen watched us the last night we fucked
before he moved away. I told him about how she lost her virginity to Steve,
how she has been fucking Paul and Carly. I also told Jeff about last night,
how she fisted me and made me cum like no one else but him. I told him
about how she slept in my bed with Steve and myself, recounting how sexy
and willing and sharing and loving she was. I told him about how Steve
fucked her and I licked her clean.

Steve seemed a little troubled about this, and said, "Jesus, she is only
fourteen."

"A year older than I was the first time you fucked me!"

"Well, yes, but I am only two years older than you. And I know you were
thinking about fooling around with some of your girlfriends."

"Well, I did more than fool around with them. And remember Mom's friend,
Louisa?"

Jeff nodded, "Blonde with big tits?"

"Yes, that is the one, well I slept with her for a while, before I got
married. So it is not like I have never been involved with a woman, so I
knew what I was doing. Karen has been getting experience with Carly, Paul's
girlfriend."

"Jesus, regular den of iniquity here, isn't it?" He asked laughingly.

"Well, we are all corrupted here, perverted if you like. Here I am sucking
my brother's cock, and fucking my children. What more can a mother ask
for?"

"Then would you mind if I actually slept with Karen?"

"No, not at all, she is old enough to say no, if she wanted to, and make it
stick. Besides, Steve tells me she has gotten very good at it since the
first time. A real enthusiast, she makes me cum at the drop of a hat."

"Ok, then, I am really intrigued now. What about Steve? How does he see
this? What does he feel about it?"

"Well, I am not sure, we have not really had a chance to talk about it yet,
but if there was a major problem I am sure he would have mentioned
something by now. Karen has already mentioned to him that she expects to be
`entertained' by him and Paul at some stage, and he did not say anything."

By this time, I was on top of Jeff, impaling myself on his dick. I felt it
going into me, pushing upward opening my pussy lips, sliding though the
moist darkness of my love canal. I got as much of him inside me as I could
and kissed him. Oh how I wanted this I thought as I moved up and down on
his hardened prong. This kept up for a while, then Jeff moved, rolling me
over onto my back where he could take the pace, pushing into me as deep as
he could. Within moments I was wracked with the delight of
cumming. However, Jeff slowed his pumping action and stopped altogether as
I finished.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Nothing, but I was thinking, I am not as young as I used to be. I think I
will just wait a bit and take it a little easier. I have tonight, all day
tomorrow and until late Monday afternoon. Plenty of time and I want to make
you cum as much as I can."

And he did. Using his fingers, his tongue and his dick, he made the next
few hours a blur of orgasms.

Karen and Carly arrived, and watched for a short while, but then realizing
that dinner was fast approaching, left. Jeff was a little self conscious as
they were discussing his cock, comparing it to Paul and Steve's, with all
the typical sensitivity of teenagers. I heard them banging around as they
were doing whatever they were doing but I was in a haze of sexual delight
and did not care.

I thought I would have been worn out by then, sated, but there was
something else going on and I wanted more. I wanted to feel a dick
exploding inside me, Jeff had still not cum. He had learned patience and
technique, something that was a lot better than it had been. I asked him
where he got this from and he told me he had a lover, he was having an
affair that taught him about being a lot more considerate, not just a
stayer. He told me she was just 16, and almost as beautiful as me. So ever
she is, she must be someone wonderful, pity he did not bring her with him,
oh well, next time, maybe.

The thought of Jeff having an affair was incredibly sexy, I think maybe I
should be jealous, but I wasn't. I just envied them their access to this
beautiful cock. For whatever reason, this got me going again and I exploded
into another huge orgasm. Wow, I had really had it at this point. I just
about stopped altogether, I think.

The girls were still doing what they were doing; Paul and Steve were due
back from the game soon. Neither of them though, had any idea of what I was
doing, but I really did not want to be in bed with Jeff when they got
home. Catching my breath and feeling suffused with that glow of a well
screwed woman, I just relaxed and wondered about what Karen was up to.