Date: Mon, 20 Feb 2012 14:47:27 -0200
From: ottootto@fastmail.fm
Subject: The Volkmans 2

Chapter 2 -- Lesbian fuck, I guess

    Friday. July 3, 2009.

    Laurie Parker was nervous. How could she not be?

    That was it. Fuck. They were almost there. There were just a few more
miles to go. It was getting near.

    Jill was the one driving the rented convertible. Laurie was in the
backseat, with Julie and Joan, but Laurie was basically looking through the
landscape, seeing the Fennimore County for the very first time.

    Yeah, it was pretty. The sky was blue, the sun was shining, and the
country was beautiful. But... Laurie had other thoughts. She was about to
meet her other siblings. For the first time.

    Julie, Joan and Jill, naturally, tried to have fun. They talked and
sang and laughed, trying to keep the spirits up. But of course those three
were not directly involved. It wasn't really their family. Martin tried to
be part of the fun, he made some jokes, he laughed a little, but... You
could see that he wasn't really into it. His mind wondered. Sometimes, he
said nothing for miles, and then Jill had to bring him back to Earth.

    But Laurie was completely silent. Nothing that the others said seemed
to make any difference to her. She was away. Just watching the natural
beauties of the Arkansas countryside.

    It had been her choice. She was the one who decided to dig up her
mother, to find out whatever happened to her. And now she was actually
going to see them. Her brother and sister. Her other family.

    These new people...

    How would it go?

    To make things worse, Laurie Parker was a celebrity.

    In a way, yes, that was a good thing. Being famous, she knew that
people tried their best to do her favors that they wouldn't otherwise. Even
this, now... Would Hank Volkman invite her to come if she was, well, Sally
Parker? Would he accept her entourage? Laurie Parker got things that most
mortals didn't.

    But did he expect anything in return? Yeah, he had a big farm, but was
it successful? Laurie didn't really have the details. The big farm could
basically be just an immense piece of land losing thousands of dollars
every year. And, despite her fame, Laurie wasn't rich. She was a newcomer
and nobody knew "Caroline Says" would be such a hit. She was making decent
money, but nothing that big, really. And most people didn't get that. They
think that, once you're on TV, you're rich. It's just not true.

    And, thanks to this devil's tool called "the internet", anybody could
get info about her. All the interviews, all the articles, all the opinions
people had about her. As with everybody, some people loved her, some people
hated her. She checked the message boards from time to time. Some people
thought she was HOT!!!!!!!, some people wanted to marry her, some people
thought she looked plain, some said she was talented, others thought she
couldn't act to save her ass, which, by the way, most of them really liked.

    Everybody had an opinion. How about this new family she got? What did
they think about her? Did they appreciate her work? Or did they despise
her?

    What about her appearance? This damn convertible didn't really help her
hair. People used to see her on TV, or in glamorous photos on magazines,
not like a real person.

    What about her sexual orientation, that she had made public? Thanks to
the internet, she couldn't imagine that they didn't know about it. Did they
think she was a sinful Jezebel? Or did they accept it? Shit, she just hoped
they wouldn't keep asking her about it. Yes, she bisexual, but it wasn't
really something she wanted to discuss with everyone she just met. Just
none of their business.

    By the way, sex. Yeah, Julie, Joan and Jill were three sluts. And
Martin was the usual guy who can't keep his cock in his pants. But she made
clear to them that all sex (she didn't expect these four to stay more than
a week with no sex) should be discreet, and they shouldn't start trying to
seduce everybody they met. That yes, they were into incest, but it was
reasonable to expect that, like most people, the Volkmans would not approve
it. It would just ruin everything.

    This journey was not about sex. It was about getting to know her
family. Trying to know her late mother.

    She knew they understood it. She trusted them.

    Would her new family like her?

    ***

    Yup. That was it. They could see it. The Volkman farm. Just in front of
them.

    Julie told Jill to stop. And she asked Laurie:

    "Do you want to us to turn and go back?"

    After four seconds, Laurie answered:

    "No. Let's do it. I mean... Marty?"

    "Hell, let's go."

    "Anyone?"

    Julie:

    "Are you sure, sis?"

    "Yup."

    The car moved slowly. Very slowly. They couldn't really see that many
animals, but they could see the fields on the left and many trees on the
right. Part of the property seemed to be a forest. There were two
houses. One, very big, right in front of them. The other, smaller, they
could only see a small part of, to the right of the big one, partially
covered by some trees. They could also see a barn and other smaller
constructions.

    They proceeded, until they saw someone on a horse coming to them.

    Julie said:

    "Stop, Jill. I don't want to be shot."

    They laughed. Well, except Laurie, of course.

    The horseman turned out to be a horsewoman. And a beautiful,
brown-skinned, probably Latina woman. Her jeans were tight, her shirt was
tight, and she had a huge pair of tits! She also had an amazing long black
hair under her cowboy (or is it cowgirl?) hat. Her eyes were big and brown,
her mouth was inviting... She was a knockout.

    And she was tough. She wasn't nice at all. Actually, she was pretty
rude, looking down at them and asking:

    "What do you want?"

    Julie suppressed her urge to make a joke and said:

    "We're here to see the Volkmans. They're expecting us." She pointed to
her sister. "This is Laurie Parker."

    "Yes, I know. Go on, they're waiting."

    That said, she turned her back at them and went away. Oh, my, her butt
was wonderful!

    Julie and Joan started to laugh. And they couldn't control themselves,
they couldn't stop laughing.

    Martin asked:

    "What?"

    Julie:

    "Oh, I sure know a dyke when I see one."

    Jill laughed:

    "Come on!"

    "Did you see the way she looked at us?"

    "What?"

    "She didn't even recognize Martin's existence. She just had eyes for us
girls. And I think I saw desire in her big brown eyes."

    "Certainly," Joan said.

    "Stop, you two," cut Laurie. Laurie was serious. But Julie and Joan
couldn't stop laughing. Laurie had to poke Julie: "Stop, I said."

    But they did stop, once they saw five people getting out of the big
house. To greet them.

    Oh, fuck. That was it.

    Laurie suddenly had the urge to pee.

    Martin wanted to run away.

    But Jill kept going. Until they arrived.

    Hank Volkman, believe it or not, was actually a very nice man, blond,
tall, strong, in great shape. He looked younger than he really was, and he
had a great smile. His blue eyes seemed sincere, even because you could see
in them that he was nervous about all of this. He looked at the five of
them, and his eyes finally rested on Laurie.

    "How are you? Nice trip?"

    "Yes, thanks."

    He offered his hand to help her out of the car. She took it, and she
looked at the rest of them.

    She quickly recognized her sister. None of her sisters, not even Sally,
looked so much like Laurie.

    Hank introduced his family:

    "This is Nora, my wife. Melinda, our... uh, oldest daughter. From, you
know..."

    Hank started having a hard time to find the right words. So Nora took
control of the situation:

    "Hi, how are you? These are Isis and Kyle. Nate is not here now, but
you'll meet him later."

    Nora was very petite, and she also looked very young. She really didn't
look much older than Laurie herself. She had dark hair and interesting
green eyes. Nice smile, too.

    Melinda really looked like Laurie. Oh, no one would mistake them for
twins, please. But they were obviously sisters, even if only
half-sisters. They looked alike and they had the same expressions, the same
smile, the same eyes... Anyone could see a strong resemblance.

    Isis was seventeen, and she looked like her mother. She was petite,
again with the dark hair and the green eyes. She also seemed to be very
shy, mainly looking at the floor. But she was very pretty.

    Kyle was fifteen. Laurie expected him to be young and cute, but
actually he was stronger than she expected. He had brown hair and his mom's
eyes, but his father's muscles. Clearly a farm boy. Being fifteen, you
could see that he didn't really know how to act, and it wasn't that he was
shy, like Isis. No, Kyle wasn't shy; he was still trying to figure out how
to behave.

    Then Laurie introduced her family:

    "This is Martin, my older brother. This is his wife, Jill. This is one
of my other sisters, Julie, and that's our friend Joan."

    Hank and Nora were very nice to them. The kids, however, basically
stared at them. For one thing, they were all so beautiful. And then they
wondered about Joan. Melinda, Kyle, even Isis knew that Laurie was
bisexual. Was Joan... You know? Laurie's girlfriend? She was so beautiful!

    Hank, Martin and Kyle took care of the bags. Everybody entered the
house, and the Volkmans tried their best to make the Parkers (well, plus
Jill and Joan) comfortable. Nora brought something to drink. Camilla, the
beautiful maid in her late teens, helped her serve throughout the
afternoon.

    And they talked.

    Well, most of them. Because Martin and Isis didn't really talk. They
basically just stared at everybody else, saying nothing.

    Julie was really necessary to this trip. She was the one who made the
biggest efforts to keep the conversation going. She was the one who first
mentioned the obvious resemblance between Laurie and Melinda:

    "Wow, you two look so much alike!"

    Laurie:

    "Well, a little bit."

    Melinda:

    "Yeah, just a little."

    "Oh, come on. I'm impressed. Aren't you, Kyle?"

    And Kyle, who had quickly developed a little crush on Julie, agreed:

    "Oh, yeah, it's amazing."

    "So, Melinda... Tell us something about you."

    And that was pretty much it. Again, Julie, Joan and Jill were the ones
who had nothing to lose, so they were the most relaxed. Well, actually they
were the only ones who were relaxed there. They asked questions, they
talked about themselves, they made fun of each other, they even managed to
make Isis laugh a couple of times. They talked about the huge number of
brothers and sisters Julie had. They had this thing that could make
everybody comfortable. They were the guests, but it was basically as if
this was their home. They were entertaining everybody. Laurie made
questions, and talked, but she was always serious. Martin said
nothing. Julie, Joan and Jill were easygoing and fun.

    And everybody laughed (well, except Isis) when Laurie took a good look
at Isis and asked:

    "You know... It seems like I know you from somewhere."

    The funny part, of course, was that Laurie was the TV star. But Isis
blushed.

    And Melinda yelled:

    "Idol!"

    Everybody looked at Isis, but Isis was facing the floor:

    "I was kicked out in Hollywood."

    Laurie opened her mouth:

    "I remember you! I do! You sang... `That Lucky Old Sun'?"

    "Yeah!"

    Isis couldn't believe this! Laurie Parker actually remembered her!

    "I liked you from the start. The judges loved you too!"

    "Yeah, but I didn't pass."

    "Hey, don't worry. I was rejected a lot of times. Plus, you're still
young. Take this time, take lessons, get better and better..."

    "Yeah, I guess."

    Melinda said:

    "Some of those girls that did pass were pretty weak."

    "Once I cried watching a play," said Laurie, "because I didn't get the
role and the girl that did was the worst actress ever. She used the same
intonation in all her lines! I never felt so bad in my life!"

    Isis smiled. And it was a beautiful smile. Really beautiful.

    It was fun. Easier than Laurie expected. The Volkmans were nice.

    Very friendly people.

    "Mr. Volkman..."

    "Oh, call me Hank! Everybody calls me Hank!"

    "Yes, and I'm Nora, do you hear?"

    Really nice people. Asking the visitors if they liked to swim, if they
liked to ride, inviting them for the celebration of Fourth of July, next
day, at the neighbor's farm... And the answers, of course, were always
yes. It turned out that the Volkmans not only had a pool at the back of
their home, but also a pond in their property. Yeah, I know, a pond and a
pool. Makes no sense, but what can I do?

    After a couple of hours, a couple arrived. Nora said:

    "This is my brother Warren, and his wife Toni."

    She introduced everybody.

    Warren was 35, three years younger than Nora. Toni was his young
wife. And I mean young. She was only 28, and she was a beautiful brunette
with a great pair of tits.

    They lived in the property, in a smaller house, and actually Martin and
Jill would be staying with them.

    Like Julie, Jill and Joan, Warren and Toni had nothing to lose. They
were very nice and friendly, and helped everybody to relax. Half an hour
went by, and they were all having fun, laughing, relaxed.

    And then Nate arrived. He entered the house, saw the guests, and said:

    "Oh. Hi."

    Nora said:

    "This is Nate!"

    Jill, Joan and Julie said in unison:

    "Hey, Nate!"

    They had a reason for that. Hank was almost fifty. Kyle was 15. But
Nathan was 23! And really, really pretty. And built like a Greek fucking
statue.

    Joan stood up, took his arm (it was hard as a statue) and brought him
closer to the rest of them:

    "This, of course, is your sister Laurie. That's your brother
Martin. This is his sister Julie, his wife Jill, and I'm just Joan."

    "Uh, hi."

    "Sit down, sit down... So, Nate, I heard you have a wonderful
girlfriend called Dorothy, is that true?"

    Nate was strong and pretty and blond, but he really couldn't mingle
that easily. He felt kind of pressured. He tried to be nice for about half
an hour, but he couldn't. He simply used "uh, yeah," and "uh, I guess" for
all the questions. Then he excused himself and went upstairs.

    That was kind of a cold shower to all of them. Hell, this was hard on
everybody, but at least they were trying! When Nate left, they all looked
at each other, and Nora said:

    "Well, do you want to have a shower? Let me take you to your
bedrooms. Uh, Joan, will you... Sleep in Laurie's bedroom, or Julie's?"

    "Oh, Jules', please."

    "Great. It's upstairs."

    They were taken to their rooms. Julie, Joan and Laurie would stay in
the two guest-rooms upstairs. Joan and Julie's bedroom had two beds. Oh,
well... But the bedrooms were just next to each other, and they shared a
bathroom. Laurie's was just at the corner of the house, Julie's was between
Laurie's and Isis'. Martin and Jill went to the smaller house, where Warren
and Toni lived.

    Martin was still silent. Jill tried to talk to him, but she got no real
answer. He didn't know exactly how to deal with the situation. When he
decided to take a shower, she went to the big house, to talk to Julie.

    Laurie was also a little lost. She was the first to take her
shower. Julie and Joan started unpacking, but soon they heard a knock at
the door. It was Jill.

    "Martin is really freaking out!"

    "Well, what did you expect? It's understandable."

    "But he's being a pain! And they are such nice people..."

    And Julie:

    "Not to mention attractive."

    "Oh, come on, we know what Laurie said!"

    "Well, she told us to be discreet."

    "And?"

    Joan completed:

    "Not to try to fuck everybody."

    "Yup."

    But Julie:

    "Not even Toni? Or Camilla? Or that dyke on the horse?"

    "She'll kill you. Hell, they'll probably kill you, if you try," said
Jill.

    Joan added:

    "Plus, it seems that little Kyle is the one who got a crush on Julie."

    "What? He's growing up to be quite a hottie! His brother is really
something!"

    "They're out of limits," insisted Jill.

    "Are you out of limits?" Julie smiled.

    "Oh, come on, we can't."

    "We'll be discreet."

    "Yeah," said Joan, moving closer to Jill.

    "Girls... We can't!"

    Joan caressed Jill's hair:

    "What? Don't you want it? Don't you want us to touch you? Don't you
want us to kiss you? Don't you watch us to suck you?"

    Julie moved closer:

    "Don't you want to touch us and kiss us and suck us?"

    "What if anyone...?"

    Joan kissed Jill. And Julie started to caress the blonde's breasts.

    "Come on... You know you can't resist us."

    "Yes, I can! You're the ones who can't resist me!"

    "Oh, no?"

    Julie kissed Jill. Jill kissed her back, and answered:

    "Not at all. As soon as I get my tits out, you start ogling at them!"

    "Those ugly things?"

    "Ugly?!"

    "Horrible!"

    "Ewww!" said Joan.

    "Your cunts are ugly!" Jill removed her shirt, smiling. "I'm going to
show what's ugly!"

    Julie covered her eyes:

    "Oh, no, don't show those awful things to us!"

    Jill removed her bra. And her big breasts were beautiful.

    "So? Are they really that ugly?"

    "Well..." Julie said, "Not that ugly."

    "But the question," said Joan, "is if they taste any good."

    Julie asked Joan:

    "Do you realize that her nipples are hard?"

    And Joan answered:

    "So what? So are mine!"

    "I don't believe you!"

    "Here, let me show you!"

    And Joan removed her top.

    "See?"

    And Jill:

    "The question is... How are Julie's nipples?"

    Joan smiled:

    "Well, we'll have to find out, uh?"

    Jill and Joan jumped on Julie. The single bed should not be enough for
the three of them, but somehow it was. The girls kissed and touched Julie,
trying to remove her clothes. But Joan spent so much time kissing her
girlfriend that Julie still had her shirt on when Jill removed her pants.

    Julie looked down and said:

    "I think someone changed her mind."

    And Jill:

    "We have to be fast!"

    "Oh, come on..."

    "You better be wet already," said Jill, touching Julie's pussy. "You
are!"

    And Jill started to lick Julie's slit.

    Meanwhile, Joan went behind Jill. While Jill licked Julie's pussy, Joan
raised Jill's skirt and removed her panties. Then she started to lick
Jill's asshole.

    It was a beautiful asshole. And it had been fucked so many times.

    Of course they were hot. Sure, they were naturally charming and
entertaining, they are always nice, but they had just spent so much time in
the living room with the Volkmans, and as far as they were concerned, each
and every one of them was attractive. It wasn't just Toni or Camilla or the
girl on the horse. All of them were pretty.

    And they were family. Since they were into incest, that was a plus. And
they were forbidden. Which was an extra plus.

    So of course they were hot. And, with all the tension of the previous
hours, they needed the release of an orgasm.

    So Joan was rimming Jill's asshole while she licked Julie. I mean,
until Jill requested:

    "We have to be fast. Eat my cunt!"

    And Joan started to lick Jill's hot and wet pussy. It was delicious.

    Jill didn't miss one lick of Julie's pussy. There she was, on her
fours, between two beautiful girls who meant so much to each other. She was
eating her sister-in-law's wonderful pussy while she fed her own to Joan's
hungry mouth.

    Julie moved her hands down her shirt, pushed the bra up and started to
caress her big breasts. Her eyes were shut, and Jill was doing wonders with
her clit.

    "Oh, yeah, Jill, oh... Yeah, babe, lick me, lick me, oh, fuck, like
this, ah... Shit, this is wonderful... You're so good... It's a shame you
live so far away..."

    And Joan raised her left hand to grab one of Jill's hanging, heavy
tits. Tits are so fun to grab when the girl is on her hands and knees!
Granted, it's not so easy to really caress them when you're eating her
pussy, but it's fun. Tits feel different when they're hanging.

    And Jill liked it. She liked it so much that she started to fingerfuck
Julie's pussy, with two fingers, while she licked and sucked and drooled on
Julie's hard clit.

    "Oh, yeah, like that, baby, oh... Oh, yeah... Hm, hm, hm... Great,
that's great, dear, finger my pussy, finger while you suck... Oh, yeah,
Jill, this is wonderful!"

    And Julie's hands were still working on her own tits.

    Jill pretty much needed this. To be between those two beautiful
brunettes. Martin really had problems dealing with his new family, and
right now he wasn't a good company to anyone, not even his wife. What he
didn't get was that it also added some pressure on her. And there's no
better way to release the pressure that comes from your husband than
fucking his sister and her girlfriend.

    So she licked Julie's clit, drooling on it to make it easier to run her
tongue on. And around. She fingered that pussy, it was so easy, it was so
wet. She moved her own hips, working with Joan to achieve the perfect
rhythm. Joan was so good at this...

    Then Joan released Jill's tit and started to finger Jill's ass. Oh,
this was the best.

    It was very easy to fuck Jill's ass. She could take a couple of fingers
with no lube, no spit, no pain. Just pleasure, just amazing pleasure all
over her body.

    And Jill licked and sucked Julie's clit, while she fingered that
wonderful pussy. Julie's hips were also moving, and she couldn't stop
moaning:

    "Oh, yeah, yes, oh... Fuck, yes, this is... Oh, so good, so... Oh,
dear, your mouth's wonderful."

    Julie grabbed Jill's head, pulling it closer, as if it really made that
much of a difference.

    "Yeah, lick me, lick all of me, oh... Yes, yes, make me cum. I want to
cum in your beautiful mouth, yeah, oh... Fuck, yeah..."

    And Julie's mind wondered. She imagined all these beautiful people she
had just met. Older Hank, who was still strong and sexy. He had really big
hands. Tiny little welcoming Nora, with her little and firm tits & ass. She
probably was really something in bed. And Nate, a younger, rougher, hotter
version of Hank. He wouldn't be as gentle as his father, no. Not
Nate. Melinda, so beautiful, who looked so much like Laurie. And little
Isis, shy, yes, but you had to imagine her smile when she came. Hm, to make
Isis cum... To see her smile... And Kyle, who would probably hump her
frenetically. And Camilla, so pretty, so young, with that nice rack, great
ass... And Toni, yes, Toni... That was a woman, alright, with her huge tits
and blue eyes. And Warren, who seemed very seductive. He was probably
gentle, too, like Hank.

    And the girl on the horse. Oh, my, what the fuck was that? What was a
woman like that doing lost in the middle of nowhere, Arkansas? Her ass was
unbelievable, and her tits were amazing. Not to mention her face. Plus, she
would be into this, Julie knew, Julie saw the way she looked at them. That
was a girl who really liked other girls.

    Oh!

    "Oh, yeah, oh, oh, fuck, fuck, that's oh... That's it, dear, oh, yeah,
I'm just about to... Oh, come on, keep going, keep going, don't stop,
keep... Oh, fuck, yeah!"

    Jill didn't stop. Her sister-in-law was just about to cum in her mouth,
she couldn't stop, she wanted this to happen, right in her mouth, right
now!

    "Oh, yeah, I'm... Oh, fuck, I'm cumming! Yes, I'm cumming! Oh, shit,
yeah!"

    Jill knew. Jill really could tell. And she kept licking, until Julie
removed her sensitive, almost sore clit away from her mouth.

    And Jill could say:

    "Keep going, Joan, keep going, yeah... Oh, fuck, yeah, I'm next... I'll
be the next to cum, and you're gonna make me cum so hard... So hard in your
mouth, yeah, oh... Yeah... Finger my... Oh, finger my ass, finger my ass,
yeah, keep licking, keep licking my clit!"

    Julie lit a cigarette. Nope, no ashtray on sight. Oh, fuck, the
Volkmans better not be some of those no-smoke Nazis. She hadn't smoked in
their presence, but if anyone expected to actually live ten days without
nicotine...

    Well, she used a glass. And she looked at the couple in front of
her. They were so beautiful. Long-legged Jill with her bouncing tits, and
Julie's girlfriend Joan Greene eating her clit.

    "Yeah, yeah, oh, keep, yeah, oh... fuck, keep fucking, keep fucking me,
yeah, oh, Joan! Joan! Go on!"

    Oh, shit. Julie heard that Laurie had just turned off the water in the
bathroom. They didn't have much time.

    So she moved near Jill, started caressing her big hanging breasts and
whispered in her ear:

    "Hank, Nora, Nate..."

    "Yes!"

    "Melinda, Isis, Kyle..."

    "Oh, yes!"

    "Warren, Toni, Camilla..."

    "Fuck, yes!"

    "The girl on the horse..."

    "I'm cumming!"

    And she grabbed Julie's face and kissed her hard. She didn't mind the
taste of tobacco; she simply kissed her sister-in-law as hard as she could.

    And Julie felt her own taste on Jill's lips and tongue.

    And, when the kiss was over, Julie went back to her cigarette. And
looked at the bathroom door.

    Right on schedule. Four seconds later, Laurie entered the bedroom,
wrapped in a towel, not completely dry yet:

    "What the fuck you're doing?"

    Julie:

    "Well... Lesbian fuck, I guess."

    "Come on, guys... I really don't want to have any problems about that,
okay? That's all I need, to the whole world to know... Just... Please,
guys!"

    Jill was the first to say:

    "Okay."

    She looked down, half-ashamed, half-satisfied. Almost smiling.

    "Okay," said Joan, and Julie quickly added: "Yeah."

    Laurie closed the door.

    She was really mad. What if anyone caught them? She couldn't afford to
have her secret on the tabloids. She couldn't afford this new family she
found to think they were some kind of sick monsters.

    What if anyone has caught them? Or even heard them?

    Laurie didn't know, but... Someone had heard them. Isis, in the next
room.

    Oh, she didn't understand most of the words. She just heard the bed
creaking and people moaning. Two voices. Two girls. And she knew Julie and
Joan were together at the bedroom.

    So they were lesbians...

    That wasn't her problem. She didn't even want to deal with it. In fact,
she quickly left her bedroom, so she wouldn't have to deal with it, just
after the second orgasm.



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