Date: Fri, 11 Nov 2005 14:29:36 -0800 From: SEAN HAMILTON Subject: Summer Cabin My name is Scott and I'm a 35 year-old bisexual widower. 6 months ago from breast cancer, Linda, my wife of 13 years, passed away. Despite regular self-exams and excellent care, the cancer spread too fast and did too much damage. My grief was total. It took her in six short months during which you're too busy and too tired to think about what's going on. Following Linda's death, I took time to grieve and to settle her affairs. The funeral, the numerous well wishers, her family, my family, friends, her co-workers, my co-workers, it was all too much. Two weeks ago I succumb to the pressure and collapsed. Rushed to the ER I was diagnosed with exhaustion and dehydration. My doctor's advice: Get away from it all. Here is some background on my life: Linda and I met in college. While we weren't social outcasts (she was on the women's cross-country team and I played lacrosse) (She was in a sorority and I in a fraternity) we weren't the most popular kids on campus either. We attended a large mid-west state university and we sort of ended up in the middle of that culture. Neither super popular nor did we live in the library. We both got good grades and earned our degrees in 4-years. We began dating during our junior year and both discovered a side to our sexuality that we'd previously never explored. It turned out the Linda was very guy's dream girl: A strong sex drive, kinky, oral, anal, and a bit of show off. Linda's sexuality had been repressed during her high school years and her first 2-years of college. Her folks kept her on a tight leash in high school and as freshmen and sophomore; her sexual activity was governed by life in a dorm and a sorority house. During her junior year, however, she moved into an apartment in the same complex I lived in. Free from roommates, sorority sisters, and any constraints, Linda was free to explore her sexuality and indulge her fantasy's. These included: Masturbation, anal sex, oral sex (to me and me to her), light bondage and spanking, water sports (she didn't like that at all...thank God!), and experimenting with exhibitionism. Needless to say, our sex life was varied and constant. For all practical purposes, we lived together. Our day would start with sex and end with sex. It wasn't unusual for me to come to the apartment from class to find her masturbating in our room with a toy and an adult video. Likewise, I knew she loved to watch me jerk off so I would do the same for her. Watching each other masturbate was often a prelude to a sex session. We experimented with public sex. I fucked her one night in the library and we fucked on the roof of the administration building during a rock concert on the Quad. It wasn't until we had been married for 5 years before Linda took our marriage to another level. One night after sex, we lay sweaty on our bed when she brought up the idea of bringing another person into our bed. I knew Linda enjoyed porn and I had always harbored a fantasy she was bisexual. She grew very aroused during girl/girl scenes but whenever I asked her about it, she put me off forcefully but in a nice way. Our porn was very run of the mill: Regular, American porn: Nothing too kinky or taboo. As we lay there, Linda brought up the subject of a 3rd person. Naturally I assumed that she meant a women and she said nothing that first night to give me any indication that she wasn't interested in having another women in our bed. As we talked, Linda asked me a lot of questions about us and about our marriage and about having someone join us. Linda asked too about swinging and swapping. She showed me several articles she'd saved online and from some our adult magazines. I found all this highly arousing. I was in 100% agreement and let her take charge of everything. I tried that night, not to be too aroused for fear of making her think I wanted to sex with another women. My penis, however, betrayed us both. It sprang to it's full 9 inches (yes, I'm 9" erect, can't help it. Born that way) Lind noticed and we made love again. This time Linda was obviously deeply aroused and very wet. We fucked for another hour or so with Linda having multiple orgasms. Later, Linda admitted that being with another women turned her on a great deal and that she'd been bi curious for years. In the weeks that followed, Linda began to explore and open up her bi side. She began commenting on women we'd see when we were out to dinner or just walking down the street. She began to rent all girl DVDs and even called a phone sex line to masturbate with a women. The big day came about a month after it first came up. It turns out that she'd met an older woman at our health club. I will skip the details of the evening except to say that it was all I hoped for. Watching two women make love is a great experience. I got to fuck the other lady and Linda that night. My biggest fear, I'd cum too soon, was realized but handled nicely. I was told to jerk off to them making love so I did! I enjoyed the night very much as did Linda. Linda and Helen (the other women's name) made love all night. They ate each other's pussy, shared toys and generally did just about everything two girls can do together. At some point during the evening, after satisfying two women about 3 times each, I fell asleep. In the years that followed, our sex life flourished. Linda and I began to swing and swap become very active in the lifestyle. We have a couple of nice homes and a large boat where we hosted several 'house parties' where we'd get together for sex with other couples and single women. I never tired to seeing Linda with other women and the numerous times she would be with other men, I learned to accept it and even enjoy watching her. Linda became more and more adventurous in our sexual play. It was this openness that led me into a sexual arena from which I'd never escape (Not that I wanted to!). One evening, Linda and I had just hosted another couple. Dan and Stephanie. A very nice couple from a neighboring city. Dan was a successful attorney and Stephanie a dentist. After a great night of sex Linda and I, still naked, were cleaning up the house. Since we did a 'full swing' we'd swapped partners and fucked right they're in the room. I was used to being around other naked men with erections but what Linda asked me shocked me: "What do you think of Dan?" She asked. "He's a nice guy." I replied. "When Stephanie and I were talking in the kitchen earlier, she mentioned that Dan is bisexual." She said smiling. "I see." Shocked and surprised. My penis hung limply from my body. "Can I confess something to you?" Linda asked. "Sure honey, you know you can tell me anything." I said curious to know where she was going with this. "I've always wanted to see two guys have sex. There I've said it!" She said looking down at the carpet. I was shocked and surprised to say the least. Linda had never even hinted at being into a guy/guy thing. She never played with my ass or had even tried. Our sex life was unusual but for me, strictly heterosexual. What Linda didn't know about me was that I was VERY bi curious. I masturbated a lot to NIFTY and other gay/bisexual websites. When Linda would go out of town on business I'd frequently rent bisexual and gay videos and jerk off wildly to them. I was my own deep, dark secret. I was therefore extremely surprise and yet aroused by the idea of being with a guy and specifically with Dan. Dan was 41- years old, fit, and had a nice thick 6" cock. He was a nice guy and seemed very straight and masculine to me. During our get-togethers he really got into watching Linda and Stephanie go at it and fucked both women with gusto. I have to admit, however, the idea of being with him was arousing to me. My cock began to involuntarily swell betraying my interest. I'd wish had clothes on to hide it. Linda, of course, noticed my growing cock immediately. "Does that erection mean you're interested?" She asked walking to me and taking my throbbing 9" erection in her hand. "I guess it does. I mean I've never thought about it. It turns you on?" I said. Her voice flushed with lust, Linda replied: "Very much. Seeing you with a hard cock in your mouth or seeing you getting fucked in the ass would drive me crazy. Feel." She said putting my hand to her pussy which I found dripping wet. "I'm not sure what I'm ready to do with a guy. I've never done anything but I am willing to try." I said trying not to sound too eager but also come across as ready. Still stroking my cock, Linda said, "Why don't I call Stephanie tomorrow and ask her what Dan thinks should happen. Are you OK with that?" "What does Stephanie think?" I asked embarrassed to have my wife talk to another women about me having sex with another guy. "Don't be silly, Stephanie is into it as much as Dan is. She told me that she gets off big time watching Dan with other guys. They have sort of another circle of partners who are bi males. Dan loves it all, oral, anal, you name it. Don't worry about a thing. We'll set it up." Linda said with a passion and enthusiasm that assured me I had nothing to be embarrassed about. The rest of that night, despite having had sex all evening, Linda and I made love again and again. This time, Linda played with my anus and even gave me a rim job. That night she even gently pushed one of her toys (a 6" dildo) in my virgin ass. While she slowly fucked me with it, I jerked off and shot a huge load that hit the pillow by my head! A good 2 1/2 feet! A few days later, Dan and Stephanie came to the house again for my baptism into man sex. Without going into too many details (This story isn't about that night after all!), suffice to say that my first time was wonderful and led to many other exciting adventures making me a confirmed bisexual, just like my wife! Dan fucked me that night and we both sucked each other's cocks. I swallowed his cum and took his load in my ass. It was great! Both Stephanie and Linda truly seemed to like what we did. At one point when Dan first penetrated me Linda masturbated like crazy and came so hard, she fell off the bed! That night introduced me to a world of man sex that I never left. Linda and I began swinging with other bisexual couples and she never tired of seeing me with another guy's cock in my ass or mouth just as I never tired of seeing her face buried in another women's pussy. Our sex life together was awesome as well. My bisexuality added a new dimension in that Linda could now fuck me (With a strap on of course!). I also became open to eating my own cum (Or someone else's) out of her pussy or ass. Our anal play had its price: We both suffered from occasional hemorrhoids and where some loose stools and passed both our own waste and cum from our partners. We learned a great deal about anal health and took good care of ourselves. We didn't do drugs and only drank moderately. No one ever hurt us and we kept our sex lives both private and in context. We didn't slip into that black hole of sexual deviancy where our own, married, love life suffered. In fact our love grew stronger such that neither of us were fearful of fantasy or of telling each other what turned us on or off for that matter. Our own lives were quite busy and we both began to travel. To my knowledge, neither of us ever had any affairs nor did I never have sex with a guy one on one. After becoming bi, Linda began to confide to me a variety of other sexual interests or fantasies of hers. Eager to see what else she had in mind, I allowed her to tell me anything. I never judged her and I indulged her every whim. Some didn't make it past one attempt. We didn't get into bondage too much although Linda did like me to spank her ass sometimes raising small welts on her buttocks with my hand or a hairbrush. I also learned that Linda had a deep, dark fantasy about being with a little girl. We NEVER acted upon it but we'd frequently read the Nifty archives and masturbate to adult/youth stores, bisexual, lesbian, and gay male. Linda's cancer of course, had a severe impact on our love life. Her treatment regime made her nauseous and tired. Her overactive sex drive that often led to us having sex 2-3 times a day sometimes was gone as her body diverted it's energy to the ultimately futile effort to survive. During her long battle with cancer, I had no sexual contact with the couples in our group and I even stopped masturbating. Her last night in the hospital, we had the 'talk' that any couple doing through a fatal illness has about remarriage. Linda told me I should date and be with other people. She said that our circle of friends would take care of me and even help me find a new wife who shared my sexual tastes. I couldn't imagine doing so that that moment and told her it would take a while before I could think about sex and romance. We laughed and cried that last nigh talking about a million things big and small. She quietly passed from this life without pain. With my doctor's orders I took an extended leave of absence from my job and decided to really get away from it all. 2-years ago, we'd had a cabin built in Arkansas near the Oklahoma border. The 4,000 square foot cabin sat on 20 acres with a 5-acre, spring-fed lake with a dock. The cabin itself was designed with our swinging lifestyle in mind. It has two huge master bedrooms with massive beds bigger than king size. The showers were huge with multiple showerheads. The cabin has one great room with a massive stone fireplace. The kitchen is smallish but well equipped. It has a wonderful view of the lake and a valley below. Frank Lloyd Wright once said, 'own your own view." To the extent possible, we'd tried to do so. The cabin was modern and luxurious while being isolated and very remote. I was looking very much to being there alone, to read, reflect and get back in shape. I flew into Little Rock on a Monday afternoon. I purchased a 2-year old Toyota Tacoma pick-up truck from a local lot and drove the 3 hours to the cabin. I stopped in town for groceries and stocked up on frozen food and beer! It was well after dark when I made my way to the wrought iron gate at the base of the road that lead to the cabin. I remember that there are a lot of wild animals in the area so I turned off my headlights as I drove up the road hoping to get a glimpse of wildlife. When I rounded the turn to the cabin, however, I was surprised to see the house lit up. There were no cars present but the house was clearly occupied! Smoke rose from the chimney. My first instinct was to call 911. I guessed the occupants must be illegal aliens or homeless persons. My nature was never to make fun of or hassle them. I knew that if I called 911 whoever was in there would be arrested and if illegal, deported. I therefore quietly got out of my car and as a quietly as possible, stalked towards the cabin. I got up on the front porch and looked into the huge windows that faced the lake. As I gazed inside, I got the shock of my life. Expecting to find a group of teenagers or a migrant family, instead I was greeted the sight of a young teenage boy who I guessed to be about 14 or 15 years old, naked pushing his erect cock into the anus of a boy who couldn't be older than 10 years old (he's actually 11). To add to the sight before me, a totally naked girl who I guessed to be near in age to the boy was furiously masturbating on the arm of the couch watching the boy sex-taking place in front of her. The 3 kids shared a remarkable resemblance to each other. Could I be witnessing incest I thought? The highly erotic and taboo sight before my eyes offset my concern over the violation of my private property. The young boy was clearly aroused, his diminutive penis was fully erect and his eyes were open looking in lust at the older boy who was fucking him wildly. The young girl too was obviously aroused by the sight before her as she masturbated herself and tweaked the left nipple of her immature breast. I found myself becoming aroused at the sight before me while realizing that I was viewing children and children who'd broken into my house no less! I quietly pulled my engorged cock from my Levis and began to masturbate. Within seconds, I was spilling my seed upon the ground. Once I'd cum, I stuffed my softening cock back into my jeans and I made my way back to my car. I decided a more direct approach would be best. I put the Tacoma into neutral and let it slide silently down the road. Once safely out of view of the cabin, I turned on the engine and headlights and drove rapidly to the cabin. Fearful the kids would escape from the back door, I ran up the front door and pulled it open. Shocked to see a grown make standing at the door with bags of groceries, the naked threesome stood up without concern to their naked bodies. The girl recovered the quickest and ran towards the rear bedroom. The little boy soon followed suit his boycock now limp and dangling from his boyish body. The oldest boy, prepared to defend his partners, grabbed a fireplace iron and positioned himself between his partners and me. His cock hard and throbbing a moment ago now hung limply. "Who are you?" The boy yelled clearly terrified. "This is my house, who are you?" I said clearly not wanting to appear scared or threatening. "This is your house?" He asked nervously. "I'm afraid so. Would you care to tell me what you're doing in my house, buck naked, with two children?" I said as casually as I could manage. Now less scared and more embarrassed, the youngster asked me if he could put some clothes on. I agreed but followed him into one of the two master suites. Inside the massive room, the girl and younger boy were dressed. Their clothes clean and well kept but neither trendy nor expensive. I watched him as he dressed and then followed him back into the great room. This brief period gave me a chance to survey any damage. There was no trash and nothing appeared broken. In all, they appeared to have not stolen anything nor abused the cabin at all. (Unless the cum stains on our leather couch counted). "OK young man, why don't you tell me what's going on here. Be straight with me 'cause I'm 2 seconds from dialing 911." I said sternly but without yelling. "My name is Harry and we're just using your house to dry our clothes. We used your lake and the wind blew all our clothes into the lake. We let ourselves in and started a fire to dry them." "Harry, I asked you not to lie. I don't see any clothes hanging up. The temperature of that lake is 65o and I'm old enough to know what you were doing to the other boy. Don't lie to me son. You'll find I'm an easygoing man unless I feel threatened or mislead. Try it again." I said in as 'fatherly' a tone as I could manage. Before 'Harry' could begin, the girl walked into the room. Dressed in shorts and a tight t-shirt, her erect nipples were visible through the cotton material. She'd pulled her long black hair into a ponytail. She wore no make-up and was deeply tanned. I remember when watching then, none had tan lines and were deeply tanned. "I'm Susan, this is my brother Harry and the little one is our brother Willy. We use your house to play since we can't at our house. We live down the mountain on our farm. We haven't broken anything and we don't steal. The front door was open Mister. You have to believe us." She said with piercing blue eyes and a forlorn look. I decided not to probe the incest for the moment and instead focus on my property and their situation. I told them to stay put on the couch while I checked out the house. It takes a few minutes to walk through a 4,000 square foot house and I checked out the bed rooms, the bar, the kitchen, etc... they'd eaten some food and drank some sodas but to my surprise no booze appeared in the trash and the house was in good shape. No windows were broken and there was no evidence of forced entry. I guess that we'd forgotten to lock the front door on our last trip the winter before. A 12' fence surrounds the land and an electronic panel with password secures the gate. With wild animals the local sheriff asked us not to arm the alarm in the cabin since animals frequently set it off and it takes the local sheriffs a long time to drive up here. Instead they have our gate password and periodically check on the place for us. Once my walk through was complete I returned to the living room to find all 3 siblings seated on the couch. They looked nervous but not scared. Nervous perhaps about my reaction to their sexual activity but not worried about having trashed my house or stolen anything. "OK, it looks like you guys owe me some junk food and a few sodas. Otherwise the place looks great. Better than I expected without intruders." I said smiling for the first time. Harry spoke up: "Sir, we always clean up. Susan is a good housekeeper and Willy and I help." "OK you guys are guilty of using my house without my permission but I 'm not going to call the cops. Now the biggest question in my mind is what was going here? Where are your parents?" The kids looked at each other as if to see you'd answer me. Willy and Susan both looked at Harry to step up and explain things. He impressed me by doing so. He stood when he spoke. "Our Dad died a few months ago and our Mom has to go to Springdale every week to work at a clothing factory. Our Aunt Sadie watches us during the week. Our family has a 'special' lifestyle that Aunt Sadie wouldn't understand so we come up here to be together. Our Mom says we're to never tell anyone but you saw us Mister. What are you going to do?" I sat there for a moment. I realized that I'd end up doing nothing. My own active and experimental sex life precluded me from making any value judgments. I'd masturbated frequently, along with my departed wife, to such incest stories and I had masturbated watching them. To turn them into the authorities or 'Aunt Sadie" would be wrong. Still, I had to be sure Harry wasn't forcing anyone to do anything. "Susan, Willy, can you look me in the eye and tell me that no one, Harry included is forcing you to do anything you don't want to do?" I said sternly. Both Susan and Willy stood beside Harry and took his hand. They looked me dead in the eye. Willy spoke first: "No sir, I don't do anything I don't wanna do." "That is: 'do not want to do.'" Said Susan correcting his language. "The same for me sir." She added. She continued, "Our family has been like this since I can remember. Mom and Dad told us it's wrong for others but for us it's OK so long as we don't force anyone or take it outside the family." "You mean to tell me that your parents let you have sex with each other?" I said incredulously. "Yes Sir." Harry said. "We have sex with each other and our parents, at least until Dad died now just with Mom. We don't wear clothes on the farm except when it's cold or when someone's coming to visit. We use protection. We don't drink or do drugs and we don't steal." "I see. This is hard to take in all at once. When do you all see your Mom?" I asked. "She leaves on Sunday's and gets home Thursday nights." Susan answered. "What about Aunt Sadie, does she know where you all are?" I asked. "She thinks we're at a school function. She's a drunk and is probably passed out. She's our only family in the area." Willy offered. "She's my Dad's sister. My Mom is from Hope. She grew up this way. Dad wasn't raised this way so Aunt Sadie wouldn't understand us having sex and being nude." Susan added. "I guess not. Well here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to fix us all dinner and then I'm going to take you guys home. I hate to put a damper on your activities but if I allowed you to around naked and have sex, the sheriff would put me away for life. You can hang out here to get away from things but I can't let you guys do anything. Clear?" I said looking at each one in turn. The all agreed. I fed them a huge spaghetti dinner. When I took them to their farm I found a modest white placard house that was spotlessly clean and well kept. A 10-year old pick-up truck sat in the driveway along with a beat-up rusting white mustang (Aunt Sadie's no doubt). The pasture and farm lands were mowed but no crops grew. The few animals on the farm looked well cared for and healthy. Inside the house we found Aunt Sadie passed out in front the TV, "Real Life" reruns playing. An empty six -pack of wine coolers and an empty bag of potato chips littered the floor. Old Aunt Sadie appeared to be in her late 30's and a good 30 pounds overweight. "White Trash" was the only term I could use to describe her. Satisfied the kids were safe and that Aunt Sadie wouldn't drown in her own vomit overnight, I said good night. Clandestinely I managed to find out where the Mom worked and her name: Martha Handy. From the photos on the fridge, Martha was a very attractive woman about my age. She dressed in a style that was timeless and casual. I got back to cabin, locked up for the night, and called Martha. I didn't know what I was going to say but I had to let her know that I knew in case what I'd been told was a lie. Martha answered on the second ring and I sensed she was expecting a call. "Good evening Mrs. Handy. My name is Willard. Could I take a moment of your time tonight?" I asked politely. "You own the cabin the kids have been using, is that right?" She said without rancor. "Yes Ma'am. I do. I gather you've talked to the kids?" "Sure, Susan called me and told me everything. May I ask your intentions?" She said warily. "Ma'am. Your lifestyle is none of my business. I have no intention of sharing anything I saw or heard tonight with anyone, anyone at all. My wife passed away a few months ago and I down here to rest and grieve. I'm sure you understand. My wife and I have no children but we had a special lifestyle ourselves. I'm not inclined to judge anyone. I just need to know that no one is being forced to do anything against their will." The relief was evident in her voice. "Sir, I can assure you no one forces anyone to do anything. I'm curious to know what you mean by 'special' lifestyle. But that's none of my business either." She said. I was tempted to get into with her. I was too nervous and didn't know what I might be getting into. My instincts told me to take it slow. Instead I focused on the kids. "Ma'am, you are aware that your Sister in Law is home now, passed out drunk?" Martha hesitated before answering. Frustration, embarrassment, and exhaustion evident in her voice. "My husband died a few months ago from cancer. It took him quick. Our farm is paid for but his medical bills forced me to mortgage the farm and I've got to work here to pay the bills. I had to get Tom's sister to watch the kids. There aren't any jobs in the area and I don't know how to farm. I don't want the kids to miss school while we toil on the farm. I figure I'll have enough saved to pay off the loan in 6 more months. I know Sadie is bad but I can't bear to leave them alone." I took a moment during her explanation to think. The first thought that popped into my head wasn't what I'd planned for. In fact, I couldn't believe I was thinking it. Before I could stop and think I spoke. "I realize the tight spot you're in. I also realize this is going to sound very wrong to you but what if they stayed with me? I'm on a leave of absence and to be blunt, I'm quite wealthy. I came up here to get away from everything. Perhaps my taking care of your kids might help you and me." I said. "Do you know what you're asking? I mean Susan says you saw them. Are you prepared to deal with that? Can you get them up for school, dressed, to school, to after school events? Cook, clean, etc...?" I felt that the fact Martha didn't reject my notion out of hand indicated two things. First, she really didn't want Sadie to take care of the kids and second that I might actually understand. I knew I'd taken a big risk by disclosing my wealth. The cabin was not the home of someone on welfare but I didn't know her well enough. Again, my instincts told me they were descent people on hard times. "Martha, I know how to cook and clean. I've got a safe car and literally nothing to do. I came here to read, hike, fish, that sort of thing. As far as their nudity and sex is concerned, I'll have to figure out a way to deal with that. I don't want to end up in prison for life so I'm going to put down some hard rules. Do you think they could live with them?" "Can you come to Springdale before I agree? I would like to meet you and talk in person." She replied. "Sure. When is a good time for you?" "Tomorrow at lunch OK?" "Noon it is." We worked out the details and I agreed to check on the kids and the farm in the morning. Before going to bed I straightened up the house and discovered that some of our videos has been tampered with. Like many couples, Linda and I had made a few sex tapes. They weren't hidden but neither did they have any explicit titles. We'd had a lot of couples up to the cabin and we'd filmed a few sessions. The tape that was in the VCR was of a weekend with a couple from Seattle. There in living color was I lying on my back while 'Ron" fucked me. Ron's wife Amanda was filming as Linda stroked my cock and played with Ron's ass. The scene ended with Ron pulling out of me and shooting his cum all over me while I jerked my hard cock off into Linda's mouth. I finally put two and two together. Young Susan must have watched this video and knew that I was bisexual and pretty kinky. Hours before when she interrupted Harry and came clean, she did so hoping I'd understand. Without her knowing about me, I figured no one would ever admit to incest as easily as she did. I was strangely relieved and aroused. I masturbated to a serious orgasm before turning in. The next day, I woke early and drove to the farm. The kids were up and dressed and fed. Sadie remained passed out on the couch where left her. It was raining so I offered to drive the kids to school. The small town had only one school for K-12. I shook hands with Harry and told him I'd be back that afternoon to pick them up. I caught up with Susan and told her I needed a minute of her time. With dozens of kids making their way to class, Susan and I talked. "I noticed a tape of mine in the VCR. Can I assume you'd watched it?" Susan smiled at me, looking me straight in the eyes. "Yes, one night last week when the boys feel asleep I watched some of them. Your wife was very beautiful and very sexy." "Yes she was. Is that why you called your Mom last night and told me the truth?" I asked. "Yes, I figured if anyone would understand you would. It's important to me you understand why we used your house. Do you?" "I'm not sure I do or that I condone it. But you are right, I won't condemn you guys. Live and let live is my motto. I'm going to Springdale to meet your Mom for lunch. If she agrees, will you guys live with me and we can let Aunt Sadie go back to the trailer park she came from?" Susan laughed. "Will we be more than friends?" She said seductively. "I'm afraid that wont' be possible. I'm not interested in 20-years in an Arkansas prison. I'm sure you have your hands full with your brothers anyway." "And my Mom." Susan said. The comment brought my 9" cock to full attention in seconds. I was wearing a nice pair of jeans and a work shirt. My erection was obvious. "Looks like your 'friend' likes the idea. Maybe you'd at least show him to me some time." With that Susan walked off to class. I drove down to Springdale and met her coming out of the factory. A supervisor, Martha was dressed in what we commonly call 'business casual'. A pair of slacks and a company logo button down shirt. The two of us drove to a local chain restaurant. Lunch was OK and we chatted a lot about being widowed and about the area. No hint whatsoever about sex, nudity, or our situation. After we left, we walked along the river. When we got to an isolated area, Martha stopped me. "Scott, may I speak freely?" "Of course you can." "OK, Scott. Susan told me about the tapes. I've even seen one. Your wife was a sexy, handsome women and you're a handsome man with a huge cock." I was surprised by her bluntness and her tone. I couldn't wait to hear what she had to say next. "Only Susan and I have seen the tapes. She brought one home last week and we watched it together. It was great foreplay." She said looking directly at me. Despite the public nature of our surroundings, I immediately grew erect and sat down on a nearby bench lest I get arrested for public lewdness. "I don't know what to say Martha. You have me at somewhat of a disadvantage." "Don't worry. I'm not going to blackmail you. After all there is nothing illegal on those tapes. I could make a few dollars on the Internet but that's not my intent. Rather I wish to make it clear to you what might happen if you care for my horny kids. I can't promise you they'll keep there clothes on or keep their hands off each other or you for that matter. I'm sure you're not into kids but no man is a rock. Enough temptation and anyone will give in." "So what are you saying, Martha, is my offer being rejected?" "Not at all. I just want you to know what you're getting into. Can you handle the situation?" "It depends on what you mean by 'handle'?" "Will you end up fucking my kids?" She said bluntly. I stood there for a moment looking down at the rocky stream below me. It was a beautiful day. I realized then and there that I hadn't thought of Linda in 24 hours. A wave of guilt passed over me. Then it was replaced by a feeling of calm. I realized that this situation had taken my mind off my grief and that by trying to help this family out, I was feeling a lot better. Still, having sex with young kids was highly illegal, even if they wanted it to happen. "You know Martha, if I have sex with your kids, I can go to jail for life. Arkansas isn't exactly tolerant of these things. I mean you're taking a huge risk yourself." I said. "Look Scott, I won't try to justify our lifestyle. You're right, what we do is illegal. I was raised this way on a small farm. My parents taught my brother and I that sex and nudity were natural. We were never raped or forced to do anything. In fact, I enjoyed being raised that way and was very lucky to find a man who felt as I did. My kids don't do drugs, they don't get into trouble. They are healthy, normal kids except for sex." "Do you want me to be sexual with your kids?" I asked. "Sure, I don't see anyway for it not to happen. You're a healthy sexual person as they are. It's bound to happen. With your cock I must insist you take it easy on Willy and Susan. Harry is used to an adult male." She replied as if talking about choosing new laundry soap. "Will you and I ever be together?" I asked hoping I'd not crossed a line. "Scott, I'm still grieving too. The kids satisfy my sexual needs but I'm not ready to date and to fall in love." She said smiling up at me. "Me too, I'm not implying anything romantic. But the facts are we'll be together in my house or yours and I'm wondering what will happen." I said smiling back at her. "Let's just see what happens. You seem like a nice guy." She said. "OK, let's." I replied. I took her back to work and then went to the store to stock up on food. Martha had given me a list of things the kids usually ate and direction on their routine. Martha also said she'd tell Sadie the news that afternoon. After my errands I went to school to pick up the kids. We went back to the house and I helped the kids pack up their things. We spent about 2-hours at the farm feeding the animals, cleaning up after Sadie and packing up their things. For nudists, they had a lot of clothes! We finally packed up the car and headed to my cabin. During the drive, Willy asked the question that was on all our minds. "Mr. Scott, are you going have sex with us?" "I can't Willy. You all are too young. It's illegal for me to have sex with you all. I could go to jail." I replied sounding disappointed. Sara interjected: "You know, we've been having sex with our parents for years. We know it's illegal to straight society. We know how to keep it a secret. You live on a huge, gated estate. How are we going to be caught? Is it that we don't turn you on?" "It's not that. I'm just not sure how I feel about the whole thing. I mean I've never had sexual feelings for kids before (not exactly true) and I'm not sure I'm ready." I said in my own defense. Just then, without warning, Harry reached across to my seat and felt my lap. There he found my 9" cock swollen from the erotic conversation we'd been having. "Seems to me that 'he' likes the idea. Maybe you could trust us and see what you've been missing." Harry retorted. I agreed to think about it. We arrived at the cabin and it took about 30 minutes to unload the pickup and put up their stuff. While they got settled in I made dinner. After dinner I cleaned up and put the kids to doing their homework. While they were doing their homework, I called Martha. We talked for a few minutes during which I informed her that the kids were safe, unpacked, fed, and doing their homework. I needed to know their sleeping arrangements and their routine. Martha explained: "Harry and Willy usually sleep together although since Tom died they often sleep together. They might have sex before going to bed. Are they nude now?" "No. I guess we haven't addressed that yet." I replied meekly. "If you can handle it, I would prefer they stay naked when in the privacy of the cabin. Does that cause you any problem? She asked. "Not really. Can they do their homework and chores naked?" I wondered out loud. "Sure. Part of our view on nudity is to deglamorize nudity to allow them to accept their bodies and enjoy the freedom. Can you abide my request?" She said sternly. "I will." I said simply. "OK then we've got to talk about the 'rules' that you all must abide by. They are: 1. You can't cum inside any of my kids till I see an HIV test. No negative test, no cumming. I must insist you use a condom. You can't cum in their mouths. Sara is on the pill but I don't want you cumming in her. 2. No ass to mouth. No sucks anyone's cock straight from the anus. The kids are vaccinated against hepatitis but I don't want that going on. 3. Your cock might not fit inside Willy. I'm sure Sara and Harry will take it but with Willy I want you to go slow. If your cock is as big as it looks on video, I'm afraid you'll rip him open." "Hold on Martha, this is too much. I didn't agree to fuck anyone yet. I just said I'd allow them to go nude. You're getting a head of me." I cried out. "OK, OK, you think you'll be able to resist. And you might for a while. But I'll bet you're fucking them in 24 hours." Martha responded. We ended the call by going over the kids after school activities and going over her schedule. It was Tuesday evening and she'd be home on Thursday. She agreed to come to the cabin that evening. After I got off the phone I paced around my bedroom for a few minutes trying to reconcile my emotions in light of just have received explicit permission to fuck 3 under age children. After getting my emotions and my erection under control I got the kid together on the huge couch in front of the fireplace. They'd finished their homework and had been playing video games while I'd talked with Martha. They looked at me in rapt attention. "OK, I've talked with your Mother and she wants you all to have a normal routine. Which for your family includes nudity. So, you guys can get naked and stay naked whenever you're here. My only rule is that you have access to clothes in case someone came to visit suddenly." I told them. "That's great Scott, but what about sex, I'm ready to burst." Harry said grabbing his crotch for emphasis. "Yeah, my pussy is so wet...what about sex?" Sara said crossing her legs tightly. "Your Mom said I'm to let you guys have a normal stay. You guys so whatever you normally do, I only ask that you keep it in the bedroom. Can you live with that?" I responded. "Why won't you do stuff with us? Don't you like us?" Willy asked sadly. Sara looked at Willy and answered for me: "Scott is scared Willy. He's never been with kids before. I know he likes the idea." Looking at me, Sara said what I hope to hear: "Maybe you should just watch us and join in when you're ready." With that my first foray into adult/youth sex began. I watched mesmerized as the kids undressed. Willy undressed the fastest. I would learn soon enough that Willy, despite being only 11 years old, had the sex drive of a 16 or 17 year old. His boycock was erect before his clothes came off. Naked, erect, and flushed with excitement, he watched his sister undress. Willy's boycock stood nearly 5" from his body at a tight 45o angle. He lacked any body hair at all. His wrinkled balls were drawn up tight to his body. A soccer player, Willy showed the early stages of six-pack abs and nicely developed leg muscles. Willy was a healthy, good-looking 11 year-old boy with a rock hard erection. Sara's clothes came off next. Sara's 13 year-old body was beginning to develop into womanhood. Like many young girls today, Sara had much larger breasts and more developed hips than girls when I was that age. Her breasts were at least a "C" cup and probably size 36. Her hips flared nicely set off by a flat stomach and smooth skin. A light patch of pubic hair covered her vagina. Her nipples stood erect. She was a beautiful and sexy young lady. Harry was undressed in seconds too. At 15 years old Harry's body had already leaped into adolescence. His cock was hard as a rock and stood a respectable 6-7" from his body. He was thick too with a nicely defined purple head. His cock actually pulsed with his heartbeat. Harry was also a soccer player and played baseball. He had well defined 6-pack abs and was well toned. He wasn't skinny but neither was he overly muscular. In all, he was built for endurance. Harry wasn't 'hairy' either but had a nice ring of pubic hair surrounding his cock. All three kids were deeply tanned and showed no tan lines at all, testament to the amount of time they must have spent out of doors naked. I sat down on a leather chair to watch. Little Willy, displaying the sexual appetite of an adult, went straight to work on his older brother's cock. Willy could deep throat the whole thing. He also used his hands to play with his brother's balls and buttocks. I'm sure I saw him tease his brother's anus as well. Sara and Harry meanwhile were locked in an erotic kiss as Harry began to fondle his sister's breasts and then moved down to her pussy. Sara responded by opening her legs wide for her brother. It was obvious that all kids were extremely aroused and I wondered if they'd abstained for sex my benefit. What transpired over the next several minutes was a joy to behold. After taking his brother's load of cum, Willy moved on to the couch where his older siblings took turns sucking his cocklet and playing with his balls. Sara gave Willy a prizewinning rim job as Harry sucked his cock. Unable to cum, Willy must have had numerous dry orgasms as I watched. I couldn't control myself. True to Martha's prediction, I stood and began to undress. After removing my shirt and pants, the kids broke up their own efforts and watched me. I pulled my boxer briefs exposing to them my rock hard 9" cock. Like Willy and Harry mine pulsed with my heartbeat. The kids looked at it in fascination. I have to concede that pride and arrogance goes along with my sizeable tool. I've grown used to first time sexual partners making a 'big' deal about my cock. It makes my ego swell along with my cock. "WOW it's huge!" Said Willy breaking my reverie. With that Willy sank to his knees in front of me and began to lick my cock head. I was leaking a lot of pre-cum but Willy licked it up without hesitation. As Willy began to give me a prize-winning blowjob, Harry and Sara both played with themselves watching. "That is one big cock, Scott. How big is it?" Asked Harry as he pulled on his stiffening cock." "I guess it's a foot long." Said Sara as her fingers danced across her clit. Breathlessly I answered, "Nine inches" The combination of watching two kids openly masturbate and Willy's skilled oral attack on my cock brought me to orgasm quite quickly. "Willy, you'd better stop, I'm gonna cum!" Pulling himself off my engorged cock for just a second, Willy said: "Don't worry, I love the taste of cum, I want you to cum in my mouth." "Your Mom says I can't cum in any of you." I said trying to hold back my orgasm. "OK, shoot it on my face, I love it!" Willy said now stroking my cock. Unable to get his hands all the way around my swollen cock, I began to masturbate furiously and was soon shooting a massive load of cum all over the 11-year olds face and upper chest. Sooner than later, both Sara and Harry were both cumming. Usually, after an orgasm that productive and intense, like most men, I loose my erection. Tonight, however, I remained hard. The sheer kinkiness and nastiness of the situation kept my member fully engorged. We moved from the living room to the master bedroom where, for the next 3 hours, we fucked, sucked and licked our way to many orgasms. I fucked Harry in the ass and Sara in both her pussy and ass. At one point Sara took my cock in her pussy and Harry's cock in her ass while Willy put his cocklet in her mouth. I violated Martha's rule by cumming deep inside Harry. I knew I was HIV negative and had the recent lab results to prove it. I enjoyed playing voyeur watching as Harry fucked his little brother and, in turn, his little sister too. Willy fucked both Sara and Harry. Harry and Willy fucked me too. Harry's cock felt wonderful in my tight ass. Lying on my back, my legs spread wide, Harry pounded away while Willy jerked my rampant cock and Sara watched while masturbating. Harry shot is load of boycum deep into my bowels almost simultaneously as I shot my cum high into the air and all over my stomach. About 11 PM, exhausted, filled with cum, and sweaty, we called it a night. The kids sleepily took showers and feel right to sleep. I took a shower and crawled in bed. I was asleep in seconds. The next morning I woke first, dressed, and made breakfast and their lunches. Sara stumbled into the kitchen first. Naked with her hair a mess, she grabbed the coffee pot and drank deeply. She smiled at me and went back to the bedroom to get ready for school. Once I heard the shower running I went to their room to make sure the boys were up. "Up" was an understatement. Instead of finding the boys still asleep or getting ready for school, I found them locked in a 69 sucking each other's cocks like drowning sailors. I couldn't help but grow erect at the sight of these two nubile, young boys have oral sex. Unfortunately, it is a long drive to school and I had assumed responsibility for getting them to school on time and with meal in the stomachs so, despite my hard on, I moved to break up their embrace. "OK guys, you can do that after school. You've 30 minutes to get dressed and eat breakfast. Let's get a move on." I said smiling. Willy looked up at me with a smile on his face. His brother's hard cock covered in saliva. "Come on Scott, Harry's just about ready to cum, let me finish him off...please!" "All right, Harry you'd better cum fast. What about you Willy?" I asked not wanting Harry to have 'blue balls' all day at school. "I just came." Willy said proudly. With that, Willy went back to his task and began to suck on Harry's hard cock. As I watched I pulled my own swollen cock from my pants and began to jerk off. Willy, not breaking contact with his brother's cock, looked up at me and smiled. Watching me jerk my cock. Within 2 minutes, Harry's hips began to buck up and down as he unloaded his teen cum into his brother's willing mouth. Seeing this 11-year old boy take an adolescent load of cum sent me over the edge. I shot a healthy load of white cum on to the hard wood floor of the kid's room. Willy and Harry made their way to the bathroom their cocks still partially erect. I put my softening erection back into my pants and knelt down to clean up the load of cum I'd shot out. The next half hour was a whirlwind of activity as the boys got ready, stuffed food in their mouths and literally ran out the door. I got the kids to school with a few minutes to spare. The kids were quiet as they finished their homework and ready textbooks. After dropping them off I went back to the house. Over the next couple of hours I cleaned up the house and took a brief walk around my property. Since arriving, I hadn't had a chance to either be alone or check on the condition of things. Everything checked out fine. I got the hot tub turned on and cleaned up. Going back in the house, I stripped down, shaved and was about to hop in the shower when the phone the rang: "Hello" "Scott, it's Martha. How's it going?" She asked. "It's going well. The kids are at school. I've been out fixing up a few things around the property. Just caught me about to jump in the shower. How are you?" I replied. "I'm fine. I don't go into work till later. How did last night go?" She asked in an alluring manner. "The kids ate their dinner and did their homework." I said. I deliberately didn't mention our sex session for two reasons: first, I wanted her to bring it up and second, I wanted to teaser her a little. "Did you have sex with my kids?" She asked seductively. "Sure did. It was so hot." I replied. I was lying on my bed, totally naked now. My penis began its familiar "rise to fame" and I began to idly stroke it as I talked. "What did you do?" She asked in a tone that suggested great arousal. "Before I go into details, what are you up to now?" I asked. "I'm on my couch, in nothing but a t-shirt, my pussy is dripping wet. What are you doing?" She retorted. "I'm totally naked, lying on my bed, my cock is rock hard. I got to suck Harry and Willy's cocks. I took Harry's boycum down my throat. I fucked Harry and Susan and ate her pussy." "God, I knew you wouldn't be able to resist. I should have bet you the mortgage, I could quit my job and be fucking you right now!" She said breathlessly. She continued: "You didn't hurt them with that big cock of your did you?" "They both took me no problem. Harry is an aggressive bottom as am I. Susan has a tight wet pussy. She took me no problem." I continued. Over the next few minutes, Martha diddled herself to orgasm, as did I. After our phone sex, we covered our plans for Thursday. I agreed to pick her up that afternoon after I got the kids from school. We'd stop by their house for a few things and to check on things before heading up to my cabin. After hanging up I took my shower and dressed. I finished my housework and fixed a few things around the cabin. It was very hot and humid when I got in my truck and drove to town to do grocery shopping. The kids all had after school activity so spent the time watching them at their school. Susan plays soccer and I enjoyed watching the high school aged girls run around the soccer pitch. Their youthful bodies beginning to mature. I also watched Harry and Willy at baseball practice. Both boys were good athletes and seemed to really enjoy the sport. I personally didn't play baseball as a boy. About 5 PM the kids were ready. We loaded up and made the 45-minute drive to Springdale. We stopped at a local C-Store to get the kids snacks to tide them over till dinner. We got to the plant and picked up Martha. We stopped at a Sonic Drive-Through for dinner since everyone was starved (My opportunity to make dinner would wait!). On the way to the cabin, we stopped at the farm. The kids quickly went to work with a series of chores. A neighbor was taking care of things so the farm itself was in good shape. Martha looked through their mail and got on the phone I guessed to check messages. I stayed outside most of the time helping the boys with their chores. Susan and Martha were inside. The boys went about their chores and we talked about their day and about their teams and the season. School was out soon and Little League and Babe Ruth had already started. We finished up our chores and went back the house. The last couple of hours had allowed me to really check out the farm and the house. Everything was old and worn but well maintained and functioned properly. The house itself was huge and had obviously been upgraded: Central Air/Heat, modern appliances, and electrical system. The house was close to a 100-years old from the look of the design but the structure was solid. No sign of decay. The grounds weren't kept up that well. Plenty of weeds and crab grass but it was mowed and trimmed and watered. Martha's financial problems following her husband's death had not kept her from taking care of the place. As we walked back to the house, Willy came around the corner motioning us to be very quiet. Thinking maybe he'd found a special animal or something Harry and I rounded the corner. Willy was up on a milk crate staring into a window. His fully erect cock in his hands. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Come up here and look." Willy replied not taking his eyes off the window. "I bet he's watching Mom and Susan. He's a peeping tom." Harry added. I climbed up on the milk crate and peered inside instantly aroused by the prospect of watching a Mother and Daughter having sex. My cock was swollen to its full size and was straining against my shorts. As I peered inside, I was greeted with a most erotic sight: Martha's naked ass was upturned and she was busy licking her daughter's pussy. Susan was grabbing both of her own breasts and was bucking her hips wildly. Clearly Susan was about to orgasm from her mother's oral ministrations. As I stared into the window, Harry pulled my swollen cock from my pants and began to suck. Next to me Willy had his swollen pecker in his hands and was stroking away. Harry began to give us both blowjobs as we watched. I guess the novelty of seeing his mother and sister have sex had worn off. The scene shifted after Susan came. This time she got behind her mother (Martha is a fine looking women with a wonderful toned body) and began to rim her anus while she played with her clit. In a few moments, Martha was bucking her way to a powerful orgasm. The site of Susan rimming her mother's ass was enough to send me over the edge and I began to fill Harry's mouth with my seed. My orgasm was powerful, Harry was an excellent cocksucker. Next to me, little Willy began shuddering to his still dry orgasm at his own hand. Inside, perhaps realizing it was getting late, the girls headed off to the bathroom and began to clean up. We boys zipped up and went out front to pack the things they were taking back to my place. Everyone piled into my truck and drove to my place. During the several hours we unpacked, had dinner, and I showed Martha the grounds. About 8 PM, the 'fun' began. Starting slowly and building, an orgy ensued. During the next several hours I fucked both women and Harry. Also that night, under his Mother's watchful eyes, I fucked Willy. His boy pussy was so tight I think acted as a cock ring keeping me from blowing my load. The 10-year old handled my massive cock well but was very sore the next morning. Both boys fucked me that night and I learned Martha was one of those unique women who was honestly and totally aroused by watching men have sex. I goes without saying that Sara was the same way. My own desire to watch two women was satisfied also as we boys were allowed to watch both mother and daughter have sex while we 'recovered' following intense orgasms. The next few weeks blurred into a series of intense sexual activity punctuated the mundane activities of everyday life: Soccer practice, taking the kids to school etc... Once summer began, however, life took a wicked turn as we spent nearly all our time naked. The boys had some sort of sexual activity almost daily (despite idyllic circumstances people still get the flu, colds, etc...). I slept with Martha each night in my king size bed and we often had one of kids join us for a special threesome. The boys slept together in one bed while Sara had her own room. Except for the women's periods, we all stayed naked except when going into town for food and supplies. Six months after this relationship began, I married Susan in a simple but elegant affair. I formally adopted the 3 kids shortly after. I move permanently to Arkansas and worked as a consultant traveling a lot but actually making a better living than before. I was able to pay off Martha's debts and my income was such that she no longer needed to work at the mill. Instead she stayed at home taking care of the kids and the farm. We eventually leased the farm to another family and focused on the kids 100%. Needless to say no one ever went hungry or horny for long. Sexually the kids matured and began dating. First Harry, followed by Sara and eventually Willy. All 3 kids were committed bisexuals although Harry only had sex with me and Willy. He never sought out another boy. Willy and Sara both had outside lovers of the same sex and my ability to watch them is another story in of itself. Thank you.