Chapter 27 – Sex, Truth, and Videotape

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Far too early in the morning for Melissa considering the very late hour she and Brad had finally gone to sleep they heard John's voice in the room announcing, "Time to get up, people!"

Melissa was surprised and amused to realize that her head was still under the covers and Brad's cock was in her mouth – she must have been so tired she hadn't moved a muscle all night. She also realized that Brad was fully hard once more and was tempted to stay where she was and suck him into an orgasm again, but she heard John's voice say, with some exasperation, "Come on, you two. I did warn you about what would happen if you stayed up all night having sex. If it's any inducement to get moving, I did set the alarm early enough that there's time for all of us to have a nice good-morning fuck in the shower, if that interests you."

It certainly interested Melissa. She managed to struggle clumsily out from under the bedding to regard John with a bleary grin, delighted to see that, like his son's, his cock was also jutting proudly out from his body at full staff. "Thanks, John," she croaked hoarsely. "That does sound good. And I haven't forgotten I promised you it's your turn to shave my pussy," she smiled.

"I'm very glad you remembered and I'm looking forward to that," the older man smiled. "I'll see you in the shower," he added as he turned on his heel and strode out of the room.

Melissa looked down at Brad, who was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Come on, baby. You heard your dad – family fuck in the shower right now. How are you feeling, by the way? How's your poor butthole?" she asked with amused concern.

"Uh, yeah, good morning," he mumbled as he, too, hoisted himself upright and sat next to Melissa on the bed. "It's funny," he answered her after a moment of trying to clear his grogginess, "Until you mentioned it, I hadn't even remembered it. I'm sore, yeah, but it's not an `Oh, my God, I'll never do that again' kind of sore. It's more like a `Damn! I really got fucked hard yesterday' kind of sore," he shrugged with a small smile.

"That's my Slutty Brad," Melissa told him, pleased and proud of her newly deflowered lover. "Come on, love. We don't want to miss the festivities," she giggled, taking his hand and pulling him to his feet.

As they padded down the hall in the nude, hand in hand, Brad asked, "Did you really fall asleep with my cock in your mouth? That was a really nice way to wake up!"

"Yeah, I sure did," she confirmed gaily. "Did it give you some nice dreams?"

"I, uh, was actually so tired, I don't remember a thing," he confessed.

"Oh, well, maybe next time. Oh, crap!" she muttered.

"What?" Brad asked.

"I forgot the vibrator," she explained. "I need to clean it off and I thought it might be fun to use," she leered.

"You go ahead," Brad told her gallantly, "You need to get my dad to shave you so you can do anything else you want after. I'll get the vibrator and meet you there."

"Why, thank you, Brad!" Melissa beamed, but not releasing him until she'd given him a short but very sloppy kiss. "And good morning to you, too, my lover," she said softly. "Now go, and hurry back."

Brad bounded off and Melissa continued into the bathroom, where the shower was running and clouds of steam were beginning to fill the room. She pulled open the shower curtain and saw that John was the only occupant, busily soaping up his body. He grinned broadly at her and stepped aside invitingly. Melissa smiled and stepped in beside him, taking the soap from his hand and completing the job of soaping him up, following up by rinsing him off with her hand while John took the soap back and began soaping her as well.

When Melissa slid her fingers into the crack of John's ass and probed gently at his anal sphincter, she found it unexpectedly soft and loose. "Hmm," she murmured. "It feels like Keith finally managed to get his cock in there."

"He sure did," John answered with a dreamy expression. "Melissa, it was wonderful," he added with feeling. "It had been so long since I'd had a man inside me, I'd forgotten how incredible it feels."

"Well, I'm really glad," she answered, meaning it. "And I'm sure it made Keith just as happy."

"It seemed to," John grinned.

Just then, Brad pulled aside the shower curtain and stepped in, followed almost immediately by Stephanie and Keith. There was a short pause while everyone exchanged long, loving kisses. Stephanie's jaw dropped when Brad stepped up to their father and unreservedly gave him an equally long and passionate kiss, their tongues clearly writhing inside each other's mouths before he broke away and turned to Keith, giving him the same unashamedly depraved kind of kiss. When he finally turned to his sister, Stephanie held him at arm's length and looked at him wonderingly. "Wow, big brother," she murmured at last, "I can't believe how you've grown. That's great how totally cool you are with all this now."

He shrugged bashfully, admitting, "It is kind of nice to be able to kiss everyone like that." Stephanie grinned and planted her lips on her brother's, opening her mouth to admit his thrusting tongue.

John watched his children kissing and starting to fondle each other between their legs. His eyes glittering with lust, he looked meaningfully at Melissa and then down at her pussy. Catching his meaning, she grabbed the razor from the shelf and seated herself on the edge of the tub. John eagerly knelt at her feet and began to lather the soap all around the stubbly flesh surrounding her vulva.

Melissa heard Stephanie gasp loudly and saw that Brad had turned on the vibrator and was teasingly pushing it along his sister's pussy slit. "Uh, before you guys get too crazy to talk," Melissa called out, "I'd love you hear about what you all did last night."

"John, seeing as you're done with the soap, would you mind handing it here?" Keith interjected as he noticed that the older man had already started working on his sister's cunt with the razor using smooth, careful strokes. John paused long enough to pass the slippery bar over to Keith before resuming shaving Melissa's crotch. "Thanks, John," Keith nodded before continuing, "I guess I'll tell it since everyone else is a little occupied." Indeed, Stephanie's moans and panting were becoming very loud as her brother tormented her cunt with the vibrator.

"So, we did just what we'd talked about," Keith went on. "John lay on his back and I sucked him to keep him good and hard while he licked Stephanie's cunt and stretched her out with his fingers until she was ready. Then she got on top of him and they started fucking like that while I got the lube and got his ass and my dick good and slippery. Then I fucked him and held Stephanie and played with her tits and her clit while she fucked her dad. It was fantastic! I can't wait for you to try it, too, sis," he encouraged.

"Hmmm, it does sound nice," Melissa murmured, starting to breathe heavily as John had completed his shaving task and was now checking for any missed spots with his tongue. "And was that all?" Melissa prompted her brother.

"Well, pretty much, except for then we had to suck out all the come, so I started licking Stephanie, and she actually sucked all my come out of her dad's ass," he added proudly.

"Wow, way to go, Stephanie," Melissa cried. "I'm really proud of you."

Stephanie's eyes were starting to roll back in her head but she managed to gasp, "Th-thanks. Hoh! Oh, fuck! It was- unnggghhh! Really kind of nice. Ohhhh! God! I figured that since- hunnnhggghhh! Since Brad was proving how- haaagghhh! How adventurous he could be- unnnggghhh! I should stop being such a prude. Ohhh! Oh! Oh! Oh! God, Brad! That's- unnggghhh! That's incredible! You- haaaggghhh! You're making me- oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Making me come! Haaaggghhh!" and with that final, hoarse cry, Stephanie's body began to buck and shudder as her climax ripped through her. Keith stepped up behind her and supported her with an arm wrapped around her. Melissa watched her girl lover's orgasm with glowing eyes.

Stephanie's eyes snapped open as the orgasmic pulsations receded and declared, "Ohhh! I need you guys! Both of you! Inside me now! Fuck me, please!" Her brother needed no more urging and stepped forward, lifting her slim body up in his arms and lowering her still-quivering cunt hole down onto his iron-hard prick. Keith delayed only long enough to lather up his stiff cock with soap along with Stephanie's asshole, pushing two, then three fingers into her anus to assure himself she was loose enough. He entered her from behind, pressing his cock slowly but inexorably into the dark-haired girl's bowels.

"Haagghhh!" Stephanie screamed with delight as she felt both the boy's cocks filling her completely. "Ohhh! That is so good! Fuck me, guys! Fuck me hard!" she commanded.

Melissa looked down at John who, seeing the seething smolder in her eyes, stood up and regarded her. "Looks like it's you and me this morning," Melissa panted, her arousal pushed up to a fever pitch already.

"Can't say I mind," John agreed, putting his fingers into her cunt slit and starting to press them into her vagina to stretch it.

"Me, either," Melissa moaned, "But baby, you really don't have to do that," she advised. "Can't you feel how wet I am? I'm ready for you, my love! Put that beautiful, big cock inside me and fuck me, John!"

With raised eyebrows, John gave a shrug as if to say `you asked for it' and reached beneath her, grasping her fleshy buttocks firmly, lifting her up, and pressing her back hard against the tub stall's tiled wall. With a suggestive grin, he pushed her slowly down, impaling her twelve-year-old cunt on his monstrous organ.

Melissa gasped loudly as she felt the huge, rubbery head of John's cock penetrate her hole and forced herself to relax, exhaling loudly in relief when the thickest part was beyond her vaginal sphincter and she felt the rest slipping into her easily. "Ohhh," she whimpered softly, laying her head on his shoulder, "I keep forgetting how incredible it feels to be filled up by you."

"Are you okay, lover?" John asked softly in her ear.

"Ohhhh! John, I am so far beyond okay," the redhead moaned. "I need you, my love. I need you to fuck me. Fuck me so hard and shoot so much come in me that it's running down my legs for the rest of the day!"

"Hmmm. Really?" John grunted, sounding lewdly intrigued as he began to thrust up into Melissa's cunt in a steady rhythm. "Might get you in trouble in school."

"Well – hoh! Oh, God, John! Yes! Fuck me just like that!" Melissa panted, "I might have to go to the bathroom between periods and scoop up whatever has dripped out onto- unnggghhh! Onto my fingers and- ohhhh! Lick it all up!" she grinned weakly, her full breasts jiggling tantalizingly with each plunge of John's massive prick into her sopping cunt hole.

"You- hoh! You really are enjoying trying to be sluttier than anyone else, aren't you?" John asked, his face grimacing with lascivious effort as he pumped in and out of his pubescent redheaded lover's pussy.

"I- hoh! I don't know about that," Melissa groaned loudly as she started to feel the first warning tingles between her legs. "I kind of think Brad's way- ohhhh! Way ahead of me now. Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Oh, God! I've got a lot- hunnggghhhh! A lot of catching up- haaaggghhh! To do! Oh, God, John, you're – unnggghh! You're really fucking me! You're fucking me so good!" she gasped.

"I don't know if my son is ahead of you," John puffed, "But he definitely wins the Most Improved trophy," which made both of them chuckle through their heaving breaths.

At that moment, Stephanie, whose cries and moans of erotic ecstasy had been steadily growing louder and louder began screaming, "Oh, God! Oh, God! Do it! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Haaaggghhh! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! I'm coming! I'm coming so good! Faster! Fuck me faster! Haaaiiiiiiiieeeeee!" she shrieked as both boys plunged their straining pricks into her cunt and ass with abandon, driving her over the edge into a gut-wrenching climax.

Suddenly, Keith gave a guttural roar, matching Stephanie's orgasmic vocalizations in volume, followed by a series of loud, regular grunts. Melissa strongly suspected Brad had subjected her brother to the same vibrator treatment in his ass that he had enjoyed so much earlier. And then she heard Brad gasping and grunting as well and knew that both the boys were shooting their come into Stephanie.

This was too much for Melissa, who had been hovering on the brink of a climax for a couple of minutes already. "Haaaggghhh!" she cried. "Do it! Fuck me hard, John! You're- hhaaaggggghhhh! Making me come! Fuck me! Faster! Faster! Aaagghhhhhh! Yes! I can feel it! I can feel you coming- haaaggghhh! Coming in me! Oh, God! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm commmminnnggggggg!" she squealed as her orgasm claimed her and shook her fiercely in its jaws. All she was aware of was wave after wave of all-consuming shocks that shuddered her body over and over again, and the rhythmic pulsing of John's huge prick inside her as it blasted gob after huge gob of his thick, creamy jism into her deepest recess. All she could do was cling to John with her arms around his neck as she continued to come, nearly sobbing with pleasure as she writhed, helpless, in her older lover's arms.

As her shuddering climax finally released her, she could hear the exhalations of relief and delight from all the other occupants of the steamy tub, standing shakily on her own feet again, supported by John's solicitous arm. "Wow," was all she could finally gasp.

"Wow, indeed," John agreed. "Everyone else all right?"

"Definitely," Keith and Brad answered simultaneously; Stephanie could only nod as she continued to suck air into her lungs.

"It seemed like Brad shared his new favorite trick of having a vibrator up his ass while he comes, Keith," Melissa commented.

"Shit! He sure did! That was awesome, Bro!" Keith grinned before raising an eyebrow, "And you are so getting that right back the next time we fuck!" he promised.

"Sounds good to me," Brad grinned back.

"All right, my lovers," John announced, "We have now used up all the extra time I built into our morning schedule and we've got to get moving and get dressed."

"Wait, Dad, one more thing," Brad piped up hastily.

"Yes?" his father asked dubiously.

"Well, it's just that, um, in all the excitement to get in her and start fucking, I never had my morning piss, and all of a sudden I notice it again. I'm about to burst open!"

"Me, too!" "Me, too", both Stephanie and Keith confirmed with big grins.

"See?" Brad cocked his head at his father. "And since Mel says she loves getting pissed on, I kind of thought maybe we could..."

His father snorted with amusement at his son's blatant attempt to prolong the family sex time, but nodded, "Well, as it happens, I really need to go, too, I guess it's unanimous. How about it, Melissa?" he asked turning to address her. "You up for a golden shower before we all get out?"

"Oh, God, yes!" Melissa blurted, her heart thudding in her chest with excitement, too turned on to even feel embarrassed at her obviously wanton enthusiasm.

"Then on your knees, girl," John commanded with mock imperiousness. Melissa dropped to the floor with such unseemly haste that all the others smiled indulgently.

"Give it to me," Melissa begged from her position beneath them on the floor of the tub. "Cover me! Piss on me everywhere!"

The others all pressed in close so their respective cocks and vulva were directly above her and, with a series of relieved sighs from each of their lips, began to squirt their streams of warm, pungent urine onto the kneeling redhead.

Melissa was beside herself with renewed lust despite her recent climax. This was the fulfillment of yet another fantasy, and she realized she had Brad to thank for understanding her enough to think of it. She resolved to reward him in some special way in the future. But for now, all she could do was shriek and laugh with childish delight as she felt her entire head and body inundated by the yellow flows. She turned her head eagerly to and fro, opening her mouth widely to catch as much as she could from each of her four lovers, while she rubbed her hands all over her body, spreading the dribbling piss over her breasts and rubbing it into her cunt.

As their depraved torrents finally began to taper off, Melissa moved from one to the other, taking the cocks in her mouth in turn and sucking every drop she could before burying her face in Stephanie's lovely cunt and licking up and down the length of it several times. Finally, she raised her face to the others and sighed with contentment. "Mmmm," she licked her lips. "The more I do that, the more I want it. Thank you all so much. That was incredible!"

"You're welcome," John answered for all of them, who nodded in agreement. He reached a hand down to help her back up to her feet, which Melissa gratefully accepted. "And now, I really am not kidding," John said firmly as he reached over and shut off the shower tap. "We have to move now. Let's go – chop chop!" he clapped his hands, shooing them out of the tub.

They quickly passed towels among themselves and dried, then exited to their respective bedrooms to dress. Once Stephanie was alone with Melissa, she hissed, "Okay, lover, spill it. I know you had a screaming good time with my brother, `cause we could all hear it. Over and over," she grinned over her shoulder at her redheaded lover as she rummaged through her drawers for the necessary clothing.

"Well, I'll give all the juicy details later when everyone else can hear them, too," Melissa answered, drawing a sharp look from Stephanie. "Steph," she said in a reasonable tone, "You and I both know that if I start a long description, we're both going to get so turned on that we're going to just start fucking again, and then your dad would be really pissed."

Stephanie nodded in reluctant agreement and Melissa continued as she pulled her clothes out of her suitcase, "But the short version is, we started talking about everything that happened, and yes, Brad now knows all the details of our little plot to help him accept his bisexuality..."

"Oh? How'd he take that?" Stephanie wanted to know.

"A little pissed off at first," Melissa admitted, "But once I'd explained it all and why, he was cool with it."

"More than just cool with it, I'd say," Stephanie snorted. "I couldn't believe the way he just started Frenching Dad in the shower!"

"Yeah, well, that's another thing he realized – when he's turned on enough, he's willing to try just about anything. Unlike us, of course," Melissa added dryly, making Stephanie wince in agreement. "And he was plenty turned on in the shower. I teased him about letting Slutty Brad out to play, but he actually likes the name, if you can believe it."

"Huh!" Stephanie looked astonished. "That boy is just full of surprises." She glanced at the bedroom clock and muttered, "I guess we'd better get on down to breakfast if you're ready. Anything else I should know about last night?"

"Nothing I can't share with everyone else," Melissa shrugged, before a wicked grin flashed across her face. "Although you might ask your dad about the tender, father-son bonding time they spent gazing at my pussy while I was passed out."

"What?!!" Stephanie blurted in an incredulous voice as they left the bedroom. "You bet your ass I will," she vowed, shaking her head in disbelief before they headed down to the kitchen for breakfast.

The girls found they were the last to the table but were apparently considered close enough to on time by John to avoid any scolding and they sat down to dig into breakfast with a will.

"So I told you about our evening," Keith said mildly once everyone was seated, looking at his sister and Brad, "But we didn't hear about yours. Out with it, sis," he demanded with a grin. "What was all the screaming about?"

"Well, the screaming was mostly mine," Melissa admitted, "Because my sexy boyfriend was making me go crazy, like you all do. But, well, we started talking," she began between mouthfuls of cereal, "About everything that happened, and about how we all plotted to get Brad to realize some important things about himself," she flashed a warm smile at Brad who was seated next to her at the table. "And the more we talked, the more turned on we got, until suddenly we both just really, really needed to fuck. Something I know you can relate to, Steph," she grinned at her girlfriend. Stephanie smiled and waggled her eyebrows in acknowledgement but didn't interrupt.

"So after a really intense, incredible fuck with Brad on top of me, we finished talking about what we'd done and why. And before you ask, Keith, yes, he's cool with it all now," she added with a sidelong glance at Brad.

Brad nodded, but added, "Just don't do it again, okay? If you want me to try something, just ask. I might actually be willing to do it without you having to trick me. Especially," he colored and went on in a wry voice, "If I'm really, really turned on at the time. You guys seem to bring out my wild and crazy side."

"Is that what Melissa calls letting Slutty Brad out to play?" Stephanie asked sweetly.

"Jeez! Does everyone know about that?" Brad demanded, blushing in earnest now.

"We do now," Keith noted with a droll expression. "But I think it's great. I love Slutty Brad." He looked around the room. "I think we all do," and this was greeted with warm agreement from everyone there, including Brad's father.

"Okay, okay, I guess I'm cool with that," Brad shrugged, seeming somewhat mollified. "Anyway, that's all I wanted to say." He looked pointedly at Melissa, encouraging her to continue the story.

"So then, the subject of sex toys came up," Melissa said casually, not wishing to talk about her mother and their plans for the following week in John's presence, "And I let slip that I had a vibrator that Stephanie and I had been sharing on each other, so naturally Brad was curious. I told him he could try it out on me, which for some reason he was really happy to do."

"You're leaving out the part about letting me pee into your mouth," Brad noted.

"Okay, so why don't you tell that part, my love?" Melissa asked him with a dry smile.

"Sure," Brad agreed good-naturedly. "I was going to get up and go to the bathroom while she got the vibrator out, but once she knew I only needed to pee, she told me that for the rest of the night, whenever I needed to pee, I should do it in her mouth. So we did!" he grinned, "And it was really awesome to have your dick sucked while you're peeing. It's, I don't know, such a loving and sexy thing to do at the same time," he finished, with such an adoring look at Melissa that John, Keith, and Stephanie all said, "Aww!" at the same time.

"Yep we did," Melissa agreed, "And it was incredible. I love doing that for the people I love so much. Anyway," she grinned, "After I'd swallowed all his piss, he got down to business with the vibrator on my pussy and ass while I kept sucking his cock since it was, you know, already in my mouth," she giggled. "And the best part, aside from completely losing my mind coming while he had the vibrator pressed against my clit, was that Brad even realized beforehand that I would probably piss myself and then pass out, so he actually offered to get underneath me so he could catch all the pee from me while I came. Isn't he just the best?" she beamed at Brad.

"Anyway, apparently he did swallow most of it while I was busy going insane and passing out, again," be shook her head ruefully. "Oh, shit!" she swore suddenly. "I'm sorry, John. I totally forgot to pull the wet bedding off Stephanie's bed."

"Don't worry about it now," John replied, "Although thank you for remembering it. Just take care of it after school. You know where everything is now. Please go ahead and finish your story so we can all get to school and work on time," he added pointedly.

"Okay, well, you or Brad will have to tell the next part since I guess you came into the room while I was zonked," Melissa answered, looking right back at John.

"Yeah, Dad," Stephanie jumped in with an evil grin, "What's this I hear about a tender, father-son bonding moment staring at Melissa's cunt?"

"Well, that part is perfectly true," her father answered mildly, refusing to let his daughter bait him. "It is a very lovely cunt, as you well know," he pointed out.

"Well, yes, of course I do," she sniffed as if that were obvious, "But don't you see enough of her pussy?" Stephanie demanded. "I mean, we've been walking around naked basically all the time for days now."

"Some things are just so beautiful that one never gets tired of looking at them, and yours and Melissa's pussies are two of them," John said emphatically. Stephanie couldn't help smiling and relented. "So, as to what happened after that," John continued, "Brad and I had a good talk about what had happened, and I was able to make sure he was still feeling good about discovering he was bisexual. He was, and assured me he wanted to keep having sex with me as well as with Keith, which was a great relief to me. And then he pointed out that his face and cheeks were covered with a mixture of Melissa's piss and pussy quim as well as his come and let me lick his face all clean. And then, to my surprise and joy, he kissed me, long, passionately, and hard the same way all the rest of you do. After that, I told him to try to get some sleep, but he informed me in no uncertain terms that Melissa was going to suck his cock once she woke up. So I left, knowing better than to try to stand in the way of that," he chuckled. "That's my part of the story, other than everything that happened yesterday has left me walking on air ever since," he added with deep emotion. "You – all of you," he gestured around the breakfast table, "Have helped make so many of my deepest, most secret dreams and fantasies all come true, and you've all done it in such the most amazing, loving way possible. I- I just couldn't be happier," he ended simply.

"That's beautiful, John," Melissa said immediately, greatly moved, and the others all nodded their assent. "So, that's about it," Melissa resumed her story. "I sucked Brad's cock and then had the idea of putting the vibrator up his ass just before he started coming, and God! Did that ever work!" she laughed. "He came so hard I thought his come was going to shoot right out the back of my head. It sounded like you enjoyed the treatment, too, Keith," she said with a sidelong glance at her brother.

"Well, duh," he snorted. "Who wouldn't?"

"Well, I probably wouldn't have a few days ago," Brad admitted honestly. "But things are all different now."

"They certainly are," his father agreed. "I can see," he went on with a twinkle in his eye, "That we may be facing a serious vibrator shortage in our household. I may have to swing by the adult store on my way home."

"Ooh! Ooh!" Melissa blurted, "If you do, would you also get a really big dildo? You know, the size of your cock? That way we could all take turns using it to loosen up our cunts and asses before you fuck us so we don't have to waste any time getting ready once you're hard?" She was blushing furiously as she finished her brazen request as she realized how blatantly horny it made her sound.

"Ha!" Stephanie crowed, "And now Slutty Melissa comes out to play!" which made Melissa blush even harder.

But John answered with an aroused gleam in his eye, "I think that's a wonderful idea, Melissa. I'll add that to the shopping list. So was that the end of your night's adventures?"

"Uh, pretty much," Melissa answered, struggling to regain her composure. "After Brad came in my mouth, we shared it and swallowed it all together. But when I came back to bed after turning out the light, Brad needed to pee again, so I turned around and sucked all the piss out of his cock again, only I was so tired after all that that I fell asleep that way, and his cock was still in my mouth when John came in to wake us up. That's everything," she finished with a shrug.

"Well, that is quite a story and it's got me so damned turned on that I know it's going to be tough staying focused on work," John grinned, apparently not very upset by the fact. "Thank you for sharing. Now let's get a move on, everyone. Time for school and work. Keith, can I drop you off on my way?" Keith assented and everyone rose from the table to complete their morning preparations.

 

The school day was uneventful, though Melissa did have to go into the bathroom between every period, pull off her panties, and lick the gob of John's accumulated jism up from them. Stephanie had to do the same thing, only she had come oozing out of two holes, if not quite the same volume as John's massive deposit into Melissa's vagina. They were careful not to discuss their actions in the bathroom where unseen ears might be listening, and Melissa was glad that P.E. was in the afternoon that day so there was little chance of an unfortunate `accident' being witnessed by unwanted eyes.

Walking home with Stephanie after school while holding Brad's hand, Melissa was quiet for a long time and finally asked, "Does it seem kind of weird to you guys to be wearing clothes and doing, you know, ordinary stuff like school? It seems like my life is turned upside down, where living here in the outside world, having to wear clothes, having to be careful how I behave, making sure I don't get too affectionate with Brad, making sure I don't get affectionate at all with Stephanie, always worried that I'm going to somehow and slip up and let people see what I'm really like...it's like that's now all this fake, pretend world, and the only real world is the one behind our closed doors at home where I can really be `me'. Does any of that make sense?"

"Yeah, it does," Stephanie nodded thoughtfully. "I feel the same way. I think that's what Dad was trying to warn us about, though. How if we start accepting that how we live at home is really `normal' we'll start forgetting how to behave in the outside world."

"I just try to think of it like I'm only acting, you know, like in a play or something," Brad offered. "Like, I'm going on stage now, so I put on the costume, which is like, my regular clothes, and I try to become this character. Outside Brad, you know, and Outside Brad behaves certain ways and is kind of goofy and naïve and a bit of a jerk to his sister. It's just playing a role; but I know it's not really me."

Both girls looked at him in astonishment. "Wow," Stephanie said admiringly at last, "That's really, really smart. You should tell that to Dad tonight," she urged.

Melissa hugged his arm tightly and echoed Stephanie's comments. "Every time I think you can't impress me any more, you do, Brad," she murmured softly.

He looked down at her and mumbled, "Thanks," embarrassed by their words of praise. "Hey," he said suddenly, changing the subject, "What's the plan for when we get home? Are we all just gonna' hit our homework and try to get it out of the way or do you think there might be time for, you know..."

"A welcome home fuck?" Stephanie giggled.

"Yeah, and why not?" Brad challenged. "I've had to go all day pretending I'm not going out of my mind with horniness remembering all the incredible stuff we did yesterday. We could take turns with Melissa while you and I are doing our piano practice, and then either you or I could welcome Keith home since Melissa will have had two fucks already. And we could all flip for who welcomes Dad home," he suggested to his sister. "And while any of us are not fucking or practicing the piano, we're working on homework, right? I'll even take first turn on the piano, since I had Melissa all to myself last night," he offered gallantly.

"Hmm, what do you think, Mel?" Stephanie looked at her redheaded girlfriend.

"Hey, you don't have to twist my arm to convince me to fuck sooner rather than later," Melissa laughed. "And I like Brad's suggestion. Maybe we could make it our standard plan all the rest of the week."

"Sounds good to me," Stephanie grinned. "Brad, you're a genius...as usual," she said to her brother as she blew him a kiss.

"Thanks," he grinned before sobering. "The only problem with that plan is that I never get any time alone with you," he said to his sister.

"Wow," Stephanie replied, taken aback. "I hadn't realized with everything that's been going on that you wanted some time alone with me, too."

"Not all the time," Brad hastened to clarify, "It's just that, well, I love you so much, and you're so incredibly sexy I'm going nuts all the time looking at you walking around the house nude. And yeah, I know, I get to have you sometimes when we're all fucking together, but, well, every once in a while, I'd like it to be just the two of us."

"Why, Brad, what a beautiful thing to say!" his sister beamed at him. "I promise you we'll make that happen. I actually think," she pondered with a sidelong glance at Melissa, "That what you and Melissa did last night was a wonderful idea. Maybe we can all just always plan on sleeping three and two. You know, even if we have a big ol' family fuckfest first, we could still make sure that two of us are spending the rest of the night together. And besides," she continued, "As big as Dad's bed is, it really does get a little cramped once you're actually trying to sleep and some people aren't on top of other people anymore."

"That's a great idea, too, Steph," Melissa smiled. "Let's suggest all that to the family tonight."

By that time they had arrived at the Muller house. Brad unlocked the door and then, as soon as the door was shut, whirled and pulled his sister into a tight embrace, his lips eagerly seeking his. Stephanie finally managed to stop shrieking and giggling long enough to return his kiss with equal passion. Melissa was interested to note that the siblings were starting to undress each other as they kissed, so she quickly shucked her own clothing as well.

After a few long moments more, Brad pulled away from Stephanie and sought out Melissa who, standing there totally nude, spread her arms welcomingly and then it was her turn for Brad's ardent kiss, their tongues thrusting eagerly into each other's mouths.

"Thanks!" Brad grinned heartily as he finally released Melissa. "I've been desperately needing to do that all day!" He bent down to scoop up his backpack and his discarded clothing from the floor. "I'm dropping this off in my room, and then off to the piano. You've got thirty minutes with her, Sis. Make it count," he grinned, and bounded up the stairs.

Melissa and Stephanie looked at each other for a moment and then burst into laughter. "And to think," Melissa mused when they had recovered themselves, "That was the same boy who ran away in terror when he thought you might catch us in the nude and touching each other. That was less than two weeks ago!" she shook her head wonderingly.

"A lot has changed since then," Stephanie nodded with considerable understatement.

"Shall we go up to our room, my love?" Melissa asked with a smile.

"Oh, yes, we definitely shall," Stephanie agreed, giving Melissa a smoldering look. Without another word, the two girls gathered their clothing and packs from the floor and went up to Stephanie's bedroom, making room on the stairs for Brad as he bounded back down, giving them a huge grin as he passed.

Once in the room, Stephanie flung herself onto the bed and spread her arms invitingly. "How do you want me, love?" Melissa asked softly, her voice catching in her throat as she gazed at the lithe beauty of her woman-child lover, the smooth, olive skin, the small, perfectly-formed mounds of her breasts with the nipples already hardening with arousal, and the soft, sparse spray of black pubic hair between her legs. The scent of a very sexually aroused woman (make that two women, Melissa thought with a wry grin) filled the air, and Melissa marveled once again that she could be so lucky as to possess the love of such a beautiful, fascinating, and achingly hot creature.

"How I want you is always and everywhere," Stephanie murmured, "But right now I need your tongue in my mouth and your fingers in my cunt!"

"Oh, good!" Melissa replied softly as she climbed onto the bed with a silly grin. They fell into each other's arms and their lips found each other, melting into one another as gentle moans of need emerged from them both. Their tongues plunged urgently in and out, plumbing the depths of each other's mouths, while their fingers stole down each other's bodies, caressing breasts, teasing engorged nipples, circling the soft curves of their tummies, and finally coming to rest as they pushed gently but firmly into each other's already-oozing cunt slits, their legs parting unconsciously to give each other unfettered access to their secret places.

This was reality, Melissa realized. Brad was right – everything outside was an act, a role she was playing. This was who she really was, completely engulfed in the scent, sounds, and sensations of this girl she loved more than life. They probed each other's cunts, gently at first, then with increasing urgency as their tongues continued to slither seductively past each other, their breath deepening and hissing through their nostrils, moans, and groans of erotic bliss escaping from their throats. Their fingers thrust into their dripping clefts with rapidly increasing tempo, both their backs starting to arch involuntarily in response to the powerful sensations each other was producing within each other.

Their lips remained desperately pressed together as they brought each other to shuddering orgasms, incoherent grunts coming from their mouths past their frantically plunging tongues while their bodies writhed in ecstasy.

When the rhythmic throbbing in their clits and vaginas finally faded, Stephanie finally broke their prolonged kiss and whispered, "That was perfect. I've needed you so much!"

"It really was, my beautiful love," Melissa murmured, "And I've needed you so much, too. I love everyone in our two families and love the amazing things we all do together, but this – this right here is at the core of me, if that makes sense. No matter what else happens in our lives, no matter who else we love or what we do with them, this right here is always first and most important."

"Ohhh, how did I ever get so lucky to have you?" Stephanie wailed, tears of love and joy streaming down her face.

Melissa realized that tears were welling up in her own eyes even as she gently licked up the moisture from Stephanie's cheeks. "I was just thinking the same thing when I was looking at you earlier," she confessed. "Your tears taste good," she added with a shy giggle.

"Yeah? Imagine how good the rest of me tastes," Stephanie replied in a smoky voice.

"Hmmm, let's just see," Melissa purred as she began to work her way down the slender girl's body with her lips, kissing her way down Stephanie's neck, lingering on each breast and drawing delighted gasps from her lover's lips when she suckled her dark-haired girlfriend's nipples. She continued down Stephanie's body, making her giggle when she pushed her tongue into Stephanie's navel.

But when her lips finally arrived at Stephanie's crotch and her tongue began to penetrate her lover's glistening cunt slit, Stephanie begged, "Please, baby, turn around. I need to have you in my mouth...all of you!"

Melissa willingly complied, working her fleshy body around so that her knees were on either side of Stephanie's head and her pussy directly above her face. She gave a deep sigh of satisfaction and pleasure as she lowered her cunt to her lover's lips and felt Stephanie's tongue push deeply into her vagina before running up to her clit in a long, languorous stroke. "Ohhhh! You wouldn't believe how good you make me feel, my love," Melissa moaned before seizing Stephanie's legs behind each knee and pulling them forward, completely exposing the entirety of her young lover's vulva from her clit to her puckered, brown asshole. She immediately buried her face in Stephanie's pussy, plunging her tongue first into her freely oozing cunt hole and then withdrawing only to push firmly into her anus. She smiled as she felt Stephanie instantly relax her anal sphincter in unashamed invitation to penetrate her further. Melissa accepted the invitation and pushed her tongue as deeply as she could into Stephanie's rectum, savoring the musty aroma and the feel of her sweat against her face. Stephanie groaned with pleasure as she felt Melissa's tongue penetrate her anus.

Then it was Melissa's turn to gasp as she felt one of Stephanie's fingers push into her vagina and then, well lubricated, into her asshole. "Haaaggggh!" she groaned, lifting her head from her lover's cunt momentarily. "That – oh, God! That feels so good, Steph!" She resumed licking her lover's cunt, starting to bestow teasing little flicks of her tongue on Stephanie's swollen clit, making the thin girl gasp and raise her hips in an attempt to push more of her cunt into Melissa's mouth. Melissa now reached down and plunged first one, then two fingers into Stephanie's dripping cunt hole, then wriggling them against each other in the way she knew drove her lover wild. She was not disappointed as Stephanie instantly began panting heavily and moaning nearly constantly.

Stephanie began to tongue Melissa's clit more frequently, interspersed with deep plunges of her tongue into her cunt hole. At the same time, she withdrew her finger from Melissa's ass long enough to lubricate a second finger in her sopping wet pussy before pushing two fingers back into her redheaded lover's anus, making Melissa gasp aloud with pleasure.

Both girls' state of erotic arousal had reached a frenzied pitch after a couple of minutes, and their breathing was ragged as they tried to catch desperate breaths between passionate bouts of cunnilingus. They were each finger-fucking the other in earnest now, their hands slamming roughly into the other as their fingers thrust deeply inside them, Stephanie's into Melissa's ass and Melissa's into Stephanie's vagina. Their backs began to arch involuntarily as their climaxes started to build from deep within their bodies, and their gasps, moans, and groans were continuous now.

And in less than two more minutes, the orgasms that had been welling up within them erupted inside both of the panting, perspiring girls simultaneously. Their bodies bucked and writhed spasmodically, their breaths coming in short, harsh gasps as each desperately tried to keep their lips and tongue in contact with their partner's rhythmically pulsing clits despite the jerking of their own bodies in response to the torrid waves of ecstasy ripping through them.

As Melissa's orgasm was more and more prolonged by Stephanie's dogged refusal to cease lashing her clit, she realized that her lover was deliberately trying to drive her over the edge and pass out again. With a mental shrug and the wry realization through her orgasmic mental fog that she would have to launder bedding yet again, she allowed herself to relax and surrender completely. The last thing she was aware of before he blackness closed in was the pungent aroma of her own urine as she squirted her piss all over Stephanie's face.

 

When Melissa's eyes once again fluttered open, it was to the awareness that she was still lying on top of Stephanie with her fingers still embedded deeply inside the slim girl's vagina. She also realized that Stephanie was still continuing to gently lick her between her legs.

"Hey, girl," Melissa croaked, "How long have you been doing that? Isn't your tongue tired by now?"

"Well, hi there," Stephanie greeted her. "Welcome back to the world. And no; I took a break for a while and just enjoyed the feeling of you being on me and in me, but then I figured I'd get you cleaned up a bit."

"Okay, thanks," Melissa nodded with a small smile. "I'd say I was sorry for pissing all over you again, but I kind of think you did that do me on purpose."

"Uh-huh!" Stephanie agreed happily. "I love making you come so hard you pee on me; I know I've done my job then."

"Well, you did your job, that's for sure," Melissa confirmed with an amused snort. "You really made me come hard."

"And you made me come really hard, too," Stephanie nodded. "Thanks! God! I needed that so much. Making love to you is always just so perfect, it's – I don't know, it's hard to explain. I just get this feeling every time we do about how right it is, how I'm where I belong doing exactly what I'm supposed to, you know?"

"I do know," Melissa nodded with a smile as she pulled her fingers out of Stephanie's cunt and turned her body around, forcing Stephanie's fingers out of her ass at the same time. She rolled onto her side with her face very close to Stephanie's and said," I know, because that's exactly how I feel, too. That's how I know that, as much as I love everyone else and adore being able to share sex with them, what we have is something even more, something special just between us."

"You're right, my love," Stephanie agreed with an adoring gaze, pulling Melissa's face to hers for a tender kiss.

"Hmmm," Melissa murmured, "The way you kiss me always makes everything go all fluttery inside." A speculative look crossed her face. "Do you think we have time for one more round?" she asked from under lowered eyes.

Stephanie's eyes lit up with anticipation for a moment before she grimaced and said, "Afraid not, lover. Brad's already working on his Scott Joplin piece and that's always the last one he practices these days. Just hold me close until he gets here, okay?"

"Okay, my love," Melissa agreed.

True to Stephanie's prediction, within a couple more minutes, the sounds of the piano from downstairs ceased, followed shortly by the sounds of Brad's bare feet pounding up the stairs. He burst into the bedroom with an excited look on his face.

"Wow, brother dear!" Stephanie teased him, "A bit horny, are you?" Her eyes drifted down to his groin where his prick was already fully erect. "Was that thing hard the entire time you were practicing?" she asked in a tone of barely suppressed mirth.

"Uh, yeah, pretty much," Brad shrugged, unashamed. "I can't help it about what the two of you do to me. All the time I was practicing, all I could really do is imagine what you were doing up here," he grinned.

"Well, it was pretty nice, if I do say so myself," Stephanie nodded a trifle smugly before heaving herself to her feet and gesturing grandly at Melissa, who way lying on the bed with her arm over her head in a seductive pose. "She's all yours."

"God!" laughed Melissa. "I have to say this really does make me feel slutty. I mean, just lying here in bed and calling out, `Next!'", which made both Brad and Stephanie burst into laughter as well.

Brad made to climb on the bed next to Melissa, but Stephanie put her hand on his arm to forestall him. "I know you're ready to fuck, brother, but did we decide who's going to, um, handle Keith and Dad when they get home? That was your plan, right?"

"Uh, yeah," Brad blinked, his lust-filled brain obviously struggling to shift gears. "Why don't you take care of Keith, and I'll take care of Dad," he suggested with a shy smile.

"Woah! Brad!" his sister murmured, clearly impressed. Then she glanced down at Brad's raging erection and nodded in comprehension. "Fine by me, brother. But in case that's just Slutty Brad talking," she added with a significant glance at his stiff prick, "And it doesn't sound quite so appealing after Melissa has given you a good fuck, let me know and I'll be happy to cover for you," she grinned hopefully.

"Wow, Sis, the sacrifices you're willing to make for me," Brad noted ironically before nodding, "But yeah, I get what you're saying. If you don't hear from me first, just keep on doing your homework, though," he added pointedly with a tight grin.

"Okay, okay, I got it. Enjoy, you two," she said, blowing them a kiss before turning and walking out of the room.

Brad eagerly descended to the bed beside Melissa, who welcomed him with open arms. Their lips met and for several long moments, they were lost in a passionate kiss. As their tongues writhed in each other's mouths, their hands roamed the length of each other's bodies, caressing and teasing each other's flesh and gradually homing in on their most sensitive regions, with Melissa wrapping a hand around Brad's erection and stroking it while Brad used one hand to squeeze one of Melissa's precociously ample breasts and gently pinch the nipple and the other hand slipping into her dank and oozing cunt slit.

By the time they broke off their kiss, both lovers were panting with excitement.

"Ohhh, baby," Melissa murmured in a voice thickened with arousal, "I had been thinking we might have a long, slow fuck, but I can tell it's gonna' need to be hard and fast. Do it, my love," she urged as she parted her thighs wide to accommodate Brad's body. "Shove that cock in my pussy and fuck me! Fuck me hard, baby! I need it now!" she commanded between heavy breaths.

Brad wasted no time in rolling on top of Melissa and guiding his rock-hard prick into her dripping cunt hole, groaning with pleasure as he penetrated her and plunged all the way in. Moaning with excitement in turn, Melissa wrapped her legs around Brad's back and dug her heels into his muscular butt cheeks, spurring him on to a furious pace.

Within two minutes, both pubescent lovers were puffing loudly and sweating profusely as they worked together to push Brad's straining cock ever more deeply into Melissa's welcoming pussy. Brad's balls were slapping audibly against his girlfriend's fleshy butt cheeks as he thrust in and out almost frantically. Melissa put her arms around the small of Brad's back and pulled him in, amplifying the frenzied tempo of their fucking, and her back arched off the bed as her hips rose to meet his every stroke.

"Haaaggghhh! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh!" Melissa panted desperately, "I can- hunnnggghh! I can feel you all the way- oh, God! All the way inside me! So good! So good! Hunngghhh! Hunngghhh! Harder! Harder, baby!" she urged, driving her heels into Brad's ass even faster.

Brad responded to her desperate insistence and began to thrust his iron-hard member in and out of his seventh-grade lover's cunt hole just as fast and furiously as he could, sweat streaming off his face and his breathing coming in hoarse, ragged gasps as he strained to increase the wild tempo Melissa was demanding. Feeling his balls start to draw up tightly and the warning tingles of an impending climax, Brad reached forward with one hand and, seizing one of Melissa's fully erect nipples, twisted it savagely.

"Haaaaaghhhhhh!" Melissa instantly began shrieking, "Ohhhh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, fuck! Oh, God! You- you're making me- haaaaghhhhh! Making me come! Fuck me! Fuck me, Brad! Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeee!" she wailed as the orgasm that had started building from the moment Brad entered her finally exploded between her legs and shot through her plump, perspiring body with great, throbbing shocks of ecstatic sensation. Her body jerked and flailed, her hands spasmodically clenching and unclenching as each successive wave washed over her. She felt Brad's cock begin to rhythmically pulse deep inside her and knew he was emptying his thick, creamy come into her inflamed vagina, triggering a new orgasm hard on the heels of the initial one. She could only gasp and whimper helplessly in the grip of the new, gut-wrenching climax and realized that she was about to pass out yet again. With a mental shrug, she surrendered to the inevitable and allowed the blackness to engulf her.

 

When Melissa's eyes once again fluttered open and she was able to recollect who and where she was, the next thing she was conscious of was a tongue slowly lapping up and down the length of her pussy. She groggily raised her head to see the top of Brad's head moving between her legs. "Ohhh, that's so nice, love," she sighed with pleasure. "Sorry about passing out on you; that's the second time this afternoon."

Brad raised his head to grin at her. "Sounds like a good afternoon to me," he remarked cheerfully before resuming his leisurely cunnilingus.

Despite her post-coital lassitude, Brad's insistent tonguing of her cunt was beginning to send delicious tingles of arousal up her body. "Oh, baby, you lick me so good," she murmured, her breathing starting to deepen. "Are you tasting us mixed together, my love?"

"Sure am," Brad replied in a voice muffled by a mouthful of twelve-year-old pussy. To illustrate his point, he plunged his tongue deeply into Melissa's sopping wet cunt hole, drawing a gasp from her lips.

"Here, my love," Melissa counseled, "Let me squeeze you out a mouthful of our come." She concentrated on clenching her vaginal walls and was rewarded by the immediate, eager lapping of Brad's tongue confirming that he was getting a mouthful. "Lick it all, baby," she purred a bit breathlessly, "Lick us all up! Hohhh! God! That feels so good!" Brad continued to suck and lick her oozing cunt with loud, wet, obscene smacking sounds. Melissa's back began to arch involuntarily and she greedily seized Brad's head, pulling it more firmly into her crotch. He responded to her increasing urgency by speeding up the tempo of his tongue strokes as well as starting to pay more regular attention to her fully engorged clit.

"Gahhhh!" Melissa groaned with erotic bliss. "Ohhh! God, yes! Just like that! Just like that, baby! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! Fuck, that's so good!" she gasped as Brad began to suckle her clit directly.

Just then a small movement in the open doorway to the bedroom caught her eye. She turned her head to see both Stephanie and Keith standing in the doorway watching her. Both were completely nude, with Keith standing behind his black-haired girlfriend. Stephanie's eyes were rather glassy due to the fact that Keith's fingers were plunging rapidly in and out of her pussy slit; Stephanie, in turn, had a hand wrapped around Keith's fully rigid prick and was stroking it steadily.

"H-hi, guys!" Melissa panted, "Come- hoh! Come on in and join- hunnggghhh! Join us!" she urged.

Stephanie smiled but shook her head. "Thanks, but we're- oooooh!" she groaned, "We're going to go and have a nice- ohh! Nice fuck of our own in a minute. You just looked so fucking hot we- hoh! Couldn't resist watching. You're really getting- hunnnghhhh! Getting us in the mood!"

"Right!" Melissa grunted, "G-glad we could- haagghhh! Glad we could help! Ohhh, fuck, baby! You're doing it, Brad! Hoh, God! Fuck, yes!" She savagely pulled poor Brad's head even more tightly into her yearning cunt, heedless of whether the boy could still breathe, so desperate was she to feel his tongue bring her off once again. "Haaagggghhhh! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Do it, baby! Make me come! Oh, God! Oh, God! Here it comes! Oh, shit! I'm- oh, fuck! I'm coming! I'm- aaaaaaiiiiiiiiieeeeeee!" she shrieked, her plump, perspiring body bucking and shuddering as her climax ripped into her.

Brad was now buzzing her clit viciously, sucking in breaths loudly through his nostrils as he endeavored to sustain and intensify her orgasm. Melissa continued shrieking loudly as wave after white-hot wave of ecstasy coursed rhythmically through her trembling frame. She was vaguely aware of Stephanie's orgasmic screams matching hers from the doorway, and realized from the odd, muffled way they filtered into her brain that she was on the point of passing out yet again. She weakly tried to pull Brad's head away to give her throbbing clitoris a reprieve from his frenzied tongue-lashing, but was unable to get him to relent. And so, as she felt her bladder empty into Brad's mouth, her consciousness collapsed to a small point and then winked out.

 

When Melissa once again came to, she felt herself alone in the bed. Someone had pulled a sheet up over her body. Raising her head muzzily, she was relieved to see Stephanie sitting at her desk wearing her short, sheer kimono robe and diligently working on her homework. "Hey," Melissa croaked.

Stephanie quickly turned around with a smile. "Well, hello, girlfriend. Did you have a nice nap?"

"Uh, I guess so," Melissa mumbled, feeling a bit disoriented. "I was out so long Brad gave up on me, huh?"

"No, nothing like that, love," Stephanie answered warmly. "Trust me, that boy is so goofy in love with you, he isn't ever giving up on you," which made Melissa smile. "No," Stephanie went on, "After you came and passed out again, pretty soon you were just snoring so he knew you were fine. He stayed with you until Keith and I finished up in their room and I said I'd keep an eye on you while I worked on my homework. He didn't protest," she added with a wicked gleam in her eye. "He seemed really eager to be ready for Dad when he got home." She waggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"No kidding?" Melissa chuckled, intrigued. "So I guess Slutty Brad was still up and active, huh?"

"Yeah, I'd say so," Stephanie sniggered. "He was totally hard again by the time he left the room to go downstairs."

"Poor guy," Melissa murmured with regret, "I guess I did sort of end up doing most of the coming when we fucked."

"Oh, don't waste any sympathy on my horny big brother," Stephanie snorted. "From what I could hear even over the piano all the way downstairs, it sounded like you two really went at it hot and heavy."

"You're definitely right about that," Melissa smiled contentedly at the memory. "Brad was still completely worked up from our little warm-up session down in the front hallway, and after the incredible loving you gave me I was all primed for more. We kind of just tore into each other the minute we got on the bed," she laughed with a gleam in her eye.

"Hmmm, wish I could have seen that," Stephanie smiled wistfully. "He said you passed out three times while you came this afternoon," she added with a concerned frown. "It seems like that's happening more and more. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I think so," Melissa answered seriously. "I know, it's kind of weird, but I don't feel like there's anything wrong with me now; I mean, I feel fine, you know?" Stephanie nodded in understanding. "Except," Melissa grimaced, feeling dampness beneath her, "Now I need to change your sheets. Sorry," she apologized.

Stephanie stood up from her desk, stretching her lithe body languidly. "No worries. I'll help you. I think," she added mischievously, "That it might be interesting to check up on what Dad and my brother are up to; I heard him get home a while ago."

"Oh, really?" Melissa grinned lasciviously. "Oh, yes, we definitely should. What's Keith doing, by the way?"

"I left in in his room doing his homework. Why?" she asked, raising an eyebrow speculatively, "You think he might want to see, too?"

"Does a bear shit in the woods?" Melissa retorted sardonically. "Why don't you go get him and I'll pull the sheets off the bed. We can put the clean ones on later."

"You got it," Stephanie agreed enthusiastically. "One gorgeous Keith, coming up!" she announced as she quickly left the room.

She returned just as quickly, holding Keith's hand, as Melissa had tugged the bottom sheet off the bed and gathered it into her arms with the top sheet and pillow case. She smiled to see how quickly Stephanie and Keith seemed to have merged into an affectionate couple. "Ready?" Stephanie asked. Melissa and Keith both nodded. "Quiet now," Stephanie cautioned, holding her finger to her lips. "We don't want to spook the wildlife."

As cautiously as they could, the three youngsters descended the stairs and padded down the hall to the kitchen in their bare feet. They could hear soft grunting sounds coming from the room ahead, so they quietly peered around the door frame. Even though she had been half expecting it, the sight they beheld still took Melissa's breath away with amazement. Brad and John were both in the kitchen, completely nude, and Brad was on his knees at John's feet and was assiduously sucking John's giant member while running his hands up and down the rigid shaft. John's eyes were squeezed tightly shut in exquisite pleasure and he guided Brad's head back and forth in a steadily increasing tempo. Clearly, the three ogling observers had arrived just in time, because John's breathing was sounding like he was very close to filling Brad's mouth with an enormous load of semen.

The armload of soiled bedding in Melissa's arms dropped unnoticed to the floor as her mouth gaped in lascivious astonishment at the depraved, incestuous scene in front of her, and she heard soft gasps from Stephanie and Keith as well. The three shot each other quick lewd grins before returning their eyes to Brad's enthusiastic sucking of his father's gigantic cock. Melissa noticed that Keith was fondling his own cock despite its flaccid state from his recent fuck with Stephanie, and Stephanie's fingers had rapidly stolen down her body to slide in and out of her oozing cunt slit. Seeing no reason whatsoever why she shouldn't copy them, Melissa began to eagerly finger-fuck herself while standing beside her girlfriend and her brother in the doorway.

Just as Melissa was starting to feel the warning tingles from her pussy of an approaching orgasm, John gave three loud, guttural grunts and his hips began jerking. Brad's head was actually thrown back from the force of John's jism hitting the back of his throat before he was able pull his face forward once more, swallowing frantically in a vain attempt to keep up with the thick, creamy semen rocketing into his mouth. Despite his best efforts, white fluid began spurting out from the corners of Brad's mouth, running down his cheeks and chin and oozing viscously onto his chest.

This was too much for Melissa's already rampant arousal, and she began coming vigorously, her body writhing and shuddering from the jolts of orgasmic bliss shooting up and down her body, groaning loudly with each new rhythmic pulse. Though her eyes never left the sight of Brad attempting to swallow his father's seemingly never-ending jets of jizz, Melissa could also tell by Stephanie's hoarse cries that she was climaxing as well.

By the time Melissa's orgasmic convulsions had finally tapered off, John was still shooting spurts of come into his son's mouth with audible grunts and eye-squinting grimaces, though the frequency was decreasing. At last, his ejaculation appeared to relinquish its grip on him and John blinked several times before looking around and noticing his audience.

"Well, hello, lovers!" he said brightly, a goofy, very satisfied smile on his face. "How long have you guys been here?"

"In time to catch the grand finale, Dad," Stephanie informed him, her voice still thick with lust. "Damn, you guys! That was incredibly hot! Mel and I both made ourselves come in about two seconds just watching you!" Brad looked up from his position kneeling on the floor, his chin, cheeks, and chest dripping with his father's ejaculate and just smiled bashfully.

"Thanks," John answered, still puffing a bit from his obscene exertions. "It's nice to be appreciated."

"Speaking of appreciating things," Melissa piped up, "It looks like you guys could use a little help cleaning up!"

"Dibs on their cocks!" Keith blurted, making everyone else chuckle.

"Fine, but Mel and I get the rest of Brad," Stephanie agreed with a predatory look. "Stand up, brother! Your adoring women want to lick you all up!" she commanded.

Wearing a huge grin, Brad eagerly scrambled to his feet. Keith just as quickly dropped to his knees between the boy and his father, first wrapping his lips around the head of John's massive prick and milking it firmly along the shaft, coaxing out the remaining gobs of semen, and then turning to Brad's very hard and aroused cock and engulfing it completely with his mouth, sucking hard. Melissa and Stephanie both moved in close to Brad and began to devotedly lap up every stray drop and ropy line of the thick goo, pausing only long enough to share the contents of their mouths with both Brad and his father, both of whom gratefully accepted the perverted offerings.

By the time Stephanie and Melissa had thoroughly licked up and swapped the leftover come with Brad and John, Brad was beginning to groan loudly. Keith had continued sucking his boy lover's cock, thrusting as deeply down his own throat as he was able. Seeing an opportunity to help, Melissa gave Stephanie an impish wink and stepped around behind Brad, moistened two fingers in her mouth and gently pushed first one and then both into her boyfriend's anus, plunging them firmly inside and pushing against his prostate. Brad gasped with the unexpected intrusion and twisted his head around to grin at Melissa, who rewarded him with a long, sloppy kiss before releasing him to face forward once more.

John moved into Melissa's place in front of his son, casually draping his long, limp manhood over Keith's shoulder. Keith grabbed it affectionately with his free hand and used it as an additional support as he continued to ardently lick and suck Brad's achingly stiff dick. Meanwhile, John and his daughter alternated loving, passionate kisses with Brad as the boy grew ever closer to a climax.

After only a few minutes more, Brad suddenly groaned and his body jerked repeatedly as he emptied his balls into Keith's mouth. Keith kept sucking, swallowing only enough to ensure his mouth stayed full of come without leaking. Once Brad's climax had abated and he stood there panting, Keith rose to his feet and proudly proffered the jizz in his mouth to the other four lovers in turn. Melissa willingly accepted the slimy mouthful from Keith when it was her turn. Only when Keith had nothing left in his mouth did Melissa reluctantly pull her fingers out of Brad's rectum and stepped back.

"Wow!" John murmured, impressed. "That was quite the welcome home. I could get used to this," he grinned.

"Actually, it was Brad's idea," Melissa replied. "Tell him your plan, love," she prompted Brad.

"Uh, well, it was just that it seemed like we're always so horny went we get home," Brad explained shyly, "But we also wanted to get our piano practice done and get started on our homework so we, you know," he shrugged.

"Have plenty of time for a family fuck later," his father supplied with a grin, "Makes sense to me. So what's your system?" he asked, looking intrigued.

"Well, today, I volunteered to practice piano first so Steph and Melissa could have time together, and then Melissa and I, well," he grinned.

"Fucked really hard while Stephanie was practicing," Melissa chimed in proudly.

"Yeah, and then by the time Stephanie was done paracticing, Keith was home, so she took care of him and I, um, volunteered to welcome you home," he finished with a bashful look at his father.

"Huh," John nodded with a bemused expression. "Well, that was a very nice welcome home. I loved it, and I love you all so much. Plus, I'm pleased and impressed to see how you're all figuring out a way to make our exciting new sex lives work around all the humdrum daily life we still have to do," he nodded approvingly. "So it sounds like the piano practicing is done. How much homework is left?" he asked with a gleam in his eye.

"Uh, actually, I've got all of mine still to do," Melissa admitted with a grimace.

"Oh?" John raised his eyebrows. "Why's that?"

"Well, I, um, sort of spent the entire afternoon either fucking or being passed out," Melissa said sheepishly.

"Ah, it was that kind of an afternoon," John acknowledged with a knowing grin.

"Plus, I, uh, have more laundry to do," Melissa added as she bent over to retrieve the dirty linens she had dropped earlier.

"Of course you do," John smiled indulgently. "Kind of comes with the territory when you're coming so hard you pass out. Sounds like it happened more than once," he said with an inquiring look.

"Yeah, three times," Melissa answered with a soft smile at the memory.

"Oh, my, it really was that kind of an afternoon," John nodded. "I'm truly sorry I missed that part of it. Though I definitely don't regret the part I did get to experience," he added with an adoring look at his son. "I still can't get over how you've blossomed into this incredibly sexual man almost overnight. I'm so proud and pleased, son."

Brad gave an embarrassed smile and mumbled thanks, adding that he enjoyed it, too.

"So," John said in a more matter-of-fact voice, "I'm pleased with your plan, though it sounds like there's still a bit of adjustment needed where Melissa is concerned," he noted dryly with a teasing glance in her direction. "Meanwhile, I suggest we all rustle up some dinner. Except Melissa," he added with a pleasant but firm smile, "Who is going to start the laundry and then start her homework. Yes, my love?"

"Uh, yeah, probably a good plan," Melissa nodded, feeling somewhat mortified at being singled out so. She couldn't help it if she kept passing out coming so hard, could she?

She was a bit comforted, though, when John went on to explain, "That way hopefully everyone will finish at close to the same time later and we'll have time to spend together."

With that motivation, Melissa quickly got the laundry going and, after thoroughly washing the fingers that had been up Brad's asshole, hurried upstairs and started in on her math assignment.

She so engrossed in her homework that she didn't even notice Brad had entered her room until she heard his voice right beside her saying, "Hey," and making her jump.

"Fuck, Brad!" she exclaimed, "Warn a girl next time! You scared the shit out of me!"

"Sorry, sorry," Brad pleaded, abashed. "Dad just sent me up to tell you dinner's ready. I thought for sure you heard me come in. I wasn't trying to sneak up on you, I swear."

Melissa shook her head apologetically, "Hey, I'm sorry too. I was just totally lost in math land." She stretched her arms over her head. "Thanks. I'm definitely ready for a break." She rose and gave him a quick but loving kiss before following him back downstairs to the kitchen.

Dinner turned out to be a simple meal of sandwiches and salad, but Melissa suddenly found herself ravenous and dove in with a will. The others seemed equally hungry and for several minutes, everyone at the table was content to quietly stuff themselves. After some time, though, Melissa spoke up. "Brad, tell the others what you told Stephanie and me on the way home today. About how to deal with the way we have to deal with who we really are in the outside world. I thought that was really smart," she encouraged.

When Brad had explained the way he thought about putting on a costume and playing a role on stage, Keith and John both nodded in agreement. "I do think that's really smart," John responded. "I hadn't really thought of it that way before, but that is a really useful and helpful way to think about things. And I think it will help keep us from any slip-ups we might otherwise make confusing our two different worlds. Well done, son," he smiled at Brad.

Brad grinned appreciatively, and then turned to Stephanie, "And what about your idea, Sis? The one about sleeping three and two?"

Stephanie shrugged. "I don't know if it's as important as Brad's idea, but when he told me that he really liked being able to spend the entire night with Melissa but that he'd like the chance to sleep with me all night sometime, too, I started thinking about how crowded Dad's bed can get when we're, well, just trying to sleep," and she shot her father a significant grin, "And not having people on top of each other like when we're fucking. Anyway," she cocked her head, "It got me thinking that maybe we should just plan on making that our regular thing for the rest of the week. I mean, after we've had a big family orgy – or maybe even instead of sometimes – three of us sleep together in Dad's bed, since it's the biggest, and the other two sleep together in one of the other beds. That way, each of us could get some special time with one other person."

"Hmm," her father nodded speculatively. "I can see how that might work and the advantages of it. Did you have some particular schedule in mind, or were you just thinking of deciding that each night on the fly?"

"Just deciding it each night," Stephanie answered. "It seems kind of, I don't know, artificial? If we try to set a schedule, you know what I mean? Although," she noted, "Brad and Melissa already spent last night together, so it's probably some other couple's turn tonight."

"That's true," John nodded, "And truth be told, Keith and I spent the night before together. So that's two of the possible couples already accounted for." He did some quick mental math. "Unfortunately, that still leaves seven more possible pairings and only four more nights when we're all together here, so while I like the idea in principle, you need to realize that not everyone will get the chance to spend the night alone with everyone else. But we will be able to make sure that everyone gets to spend at least one of the remaining nights alone with someone else. And I'm fine with just winging it, since I know how the situation and the mood might change, as long as one person isn't getting all the opportunities, okay?" Everyone nodded their agreement.

"That's great," Melissa said. "But changing the subject completely...John, I was really impressed with how you seemed to already know what you were doing when you shaved my pussy in the shower this morning. Like maybe you'd done that before?" she suggested, giving him a bit of a leer.

"Why yes, yes I have," John acknowledged with an intent look. "Was there a question behind that?"

"Uh, well, if you don't mind me asking, was that your wife? I mean, did she shave her pussy, too?" Melissa asked rather tentatively, fearing that she might be treading on dangerous ground.

John looked solemn for a moment and then glanced at both Brad and Stephanie. "No, I don't mind talking about Kim at all," he said seriously, "Provided you kids are okay with it. I don't want to dredge up memories that might be painful, so please let me know if you'd rather I don't talk about your mother – particularly about more personal, private things like this. I'm serious," he emphasized, looking at both his children in turn.

"I'm fine talking about her, Dad," Stephanie answered with an equally serious expression. "And I'm not freaked out about learning about her sex life. You already told us she was kind of a sex fiend," she added with a smile.

"So unlike everyone else at this table," her father snorted. "But thank you. Brad? How do you feel?" he asked, turning to his son.

Brad looked thoughtful and then responded, "Seriously, Dad? I guess how I feel is that I might have been kind of freaked out even a couple of weeks ago. But with everyone here?" he gestured around the table, "I love all of you and I know all of you love each other. So no, I don't have any problems talking about Mom with all of you. And no problems with talking about your guys' sex life, either, since, well, we're all kind of part of your sex life now, too, you know?"

"That's very true, son," John nodded, flashing Brad a loving smile. "And once again, you provide the real wisdom to the situation. I get prouder and prouder of you every day." Brad blushed in response, but nodded gratefully. "So," John went on in a reminiscing tone, "To answer your question, yes, Kim had tried shaving for a while and I helped her. But after a while, she decided the whole thing was an uncomfortable and ridiculous waste of time and went completely in the other direction."

"What do you mean?" Stephanie asked, startled. "You mean she stopped shaving everywhere? Legs? Armpits? Everywhere?"

"Yep, exactly," John nodded with a chuckle. "She went completely hairy – just let it all grow. Of course, being Asian, she didn't have a huge amount of body hair anyway, but it definitely was noticeable, especially under her arms. Tell you the truth," he grinned with a gleam in his eye, "Once I got used to the change, I kind of liked it."

"Ha!" Stephanie crowed, "You mean it turned you on?" Her look grew speculative. "So would you like it if I didn't shave anywhere, either?"

"My love, that is completely up to you," her father answered with an adoring look, "I think you're amazingly beautiful and I'm head over heels in love with you, so I'm totally fine with however you want to groom yourself. I'm just saying, if you did decide to let it all grow, I'd be perfectly fine with that."

"I- I think I would, too," Melissa blurted. "It sounds like a bit of a turn on for me, too."

"Is that so, lover?" Stephanie purred. "Well, you've definitely given me something to think about. So how long was she like that? You'd think I would have noticed something like that. Only I was only eight when she, um, you know..." she trailed off, looking down.

"Left us. I know," her father said gently, reaching across the table to caress her cheek tenderly.

"I think I remember that she had hair under her arms," Brad mused. "I didn't think anything of it, you know? I mean, she was just Mom."

I thought I noticed that on the video the other night," Keith popped up, "But I wasn't sure."

"Video! What video?" Brad instantly demanded.

"Yeah! What are you talking about?" Stephanie chimed in.

Shooting Keith a black look, John sighed, "Well, I had hoped to find a better time to discuss this with you both, but since Keith had to shoot his mouth off," and Keith had the good grace to look deeply abashed, "I guess this is as good a time as any. No more secrets between us anymore, right?" he shrugged with a grim smile. "So yes, I already told you guys that your mom and I had a very active sex life that often involved other people; sometimes lots of other people at the same time," he began.

"You said you guys were swingers, right?" Brad smirked, looking keenly interested.

"Yes, we were swingers," his father confirmed. "But what none of you but Keith knew until now was that we often took home videos of the parties. And yes, they definitely included your mom, a lot of the time in kind of a starring role, since she always seemed to manage to get herself into the middle of the hottest, wildest action going on." He chuckled fondly at the memory and then shrugged matter-of-factly. "And until last week, watching those and jerking off has been the entire extent of my sex life."

"Wow," was all Stephanie could murmur at last. "That's- uh, that's pretty amazing. So are the rest of us going to get to see them, too, or is that something just for you and Keith?" she asked pointedly.

"That's up to you," her father answered seriously. "I mean, it's one thing to know in your head that your mom had that kind of a sex life and quite another to actually see it."

"Yeah, I can sort of understand that," Stephanie nodded, "And I guess that's why you never said anything about them, though I still don't quite understand why Keith got to see them already," she continued, looking more perplexed than annoyed.

"Well, it was sort of an accident," John acknowledged. "I thought everyone had gone to sleep long before and was just, I guess, trying to commune with your mom again and let her know what an amazing family she turned out to have created. But, well, I'd left the bedroom door open, and Keith wandered in. Yeah, I could have turned off the video, I realize. But, um, Keith had been coming on to me hard for two days," he said, flashing the blond teen an affectionate grin, "And I guess I was kind of hoping it might prove a springboard for getting things going between the two of us. And it really did, especially when I fast-forwarded to a part where three guys, including me, were getting it on together. I think that was what finally persuaded Keith that he could trust me to understand his sexuality, too."

"That it did," Keith smiled weakly, still clearly self-conscious about having spilled the beans earlier. "But it wasn't just your dad fucking two other guys – he was right in the middle of the sandwich, with a cock up his ass and his cock in the ass of the guy in front of him. I gotta' tell you, it was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen. At least up until then," he added with a brief glance at everyone in the room. "I've, uh, well, I've seen a lot of hotter things since."

"Nice recovery, Bro," Melissa said teasingly, giving him a tender smile.

"So anyway, that's the only reason Keith happened to see any of the videos before the rest of you," John went on. "And I'm happy to let you see them if that's what you really want, but please think hard about it before you answer. Once you actually see something like that, you can't ever un-see it again." He looked at each of his children in turn.

Brad glanced sideways at his sister and then gave an inquiring look at Melissa. "Don't look at me, love," Melissa shook her head. "She wasn't my mother and I never knew her, so watching them isn't going to cause me any problems. You have to decide for yourself. But if you don't want to, that's totally cool, and I completely understand," she added seriously.

Brad nodded appreciatively at Melissa's understanding, then turned to Stephanie once more. "What do you think, Sis?" he asked. "You think it's going to mess with our heads too much to watch Mom fucking?"

"Seriously?" Stephanie looked at her brother somewhat incredulously. "You've been happily fucking your sister and your father and you're worried that just watching Mom having sex in a video is suddenly going to melt your brain?" she snorted. "Get real. And yes, I want to see the videos, heck yeah I do!" she insisted vehemently. "It sounds fucking hot, and I want to see what all the fuss is about. You in or not?"

"Uh, when you put it that way, yeah, I'm in," Brad nodded a bit sheepishly.

"All right, then," their father nodded. "You've still got time to think about it because no one is watching anything until all your homework is done. But after that, if that's what you want to do, I'll get things set up in my bedroom and you can all join me there."

With eager, surreptitious glances at each other, the four naked young people at the table hurriedly finished the remained of their dinner and quickly exited to their bedrooms to complete their homework.

Once Melissa and Stephanie were back together in Stephanie's room, Melissa asked, "Are you sure you're okay with this? Watching a sex video of your mom, I mean?" She fixed her black-haired girlfriend with an intent stare. "I know you well enough to know you sometimes just do stuff to prove you're not afraid, you know?"

"Well, maybe," Stephanie frowned skeptically, "But if I do, this isn't one of those times. I mean, I miss Mom. I really miss her. I- I've been starting to forget what she looks like. I mean, not really, `cause we've still got her pictures up all over the house, but in here," she pointed at her head, "The pictures and memories I all used to have in my head are disappearing. So I'd just like to see her again," she almost whispered and for a moment the brave façade Stephanie had been wearing slipped and Melissa caught a brief glimpse of the eight-year-old girl who had just lost her mother, "That's all," Stephanie sniffed, her voice thick with emotion. "I don't care if I see her having sex. If anything, that just makes it better, `cause that's what we are all doing all the time now, too. It makes me feel, you know, closer to her."

Melissa's heart was overflowing with love and sympathy for her lover, and she stepped over to hug her tightly. For a moment, Stephanie clung to her, and the sobs she'd been holding back broke free. Melissa simply held her until her crying subsided.

"Thanks," Stephanie sniffed, stepping away from Melissa's embrace again. "I'm fine. Really," she confirmed in response to Melissa's worried frown. "And thanks for letting me get all that out of my system now so I don't bring everyone down later."

"Somehow, I think there may be a few more tears tonight, and not all of them yours," Melissa predicted, "But you're welcome anyway. And I'll be right there with you. We all will," she nodded firmly.

"Yep, you will. I'm glad," Stephanie smiled. She frowned once more. "I still can't believe I'd forgotten that Mom had hairy armpits, though."

"Maybe seeing the video will bring it all back," Melissa suggested.

"Maybe," her girlfriend nodded. "But if we don't get this homework done, we'll never see it, will we?" she observed. Melissa laughed in agreement and soon both were hard at work, Stephanie at the desk this time and Melissa sprawled on the bed with books and notepaper spread in front of her. Just then they heard the telephone ring. Figuring it was her mother with her nightly call and started to get up from the desk once more but Stephanie said, "Just relax, love. If it is your mom and she wants to talk to you, Dad can come get you. If not, he and your mom can have some private time to talk," she explained, flashing Melissa a meaningful look.

"Hmm, good idea, love," Melissa agreed. When several minutes had passed without hearing from John, she nodded to herself that Stephanie's recommendation was a good one and resumed her focus on her homework.

It was nearly ninety minutes later when Stephanie finally slammed her last book shut decisively and stretched. "How you doing there, girlfriend?" she asked Melissa.

"Still got the English assignment to do," the redhead groaned. "That's what I get for fucking and sleeping all afternoon."

"Yeah, you've got it tough, all right," Stephanie sniggered. She stood and gathered her books and papers into her knapsack in preparation for the morning. "Will you be okay if I head into Dad's room now?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah," Melissa sighed. "I'll be along as soon as I can. I'd say don't start without me, but I know that's not gonna' happen," she added wryly.

"Oh, baby, don't worry," Stephanie replied, stepping beside Melissa and embracing her tightly from behind. "I promise you we'll save you a place."

"Thanks, lover," Melissa smiled, bending her head to kiss Stephanie's arm where it crossed her breasts. "Have fun and I'll see you soon." As soon as Stephanie left the room, she leaned forward, concentrating on her worksheet on punctuation usage, determined to complete it just as quickly as she could.

Even so, it was another half hour before Melissa could finally lean back with a relieved sigh and collect all her books and papers into her school pack. As she padded down the hall in the nude, she briefly considered stopping in the bathroom to empty her bladder, pondering the tradeoff between the chore of laundering more sheets versus the kinky, erotic thrill of pissing while she climaxed. Kinky won, and she continued down the hall to John's bedroom.

Melissa grimaced when she realized she was the last one in the house to join the gathering on John's bed. John was lying in the middle of the bed, flanked by Stephanie and Brad. Since Keith was already snuggled up behind Stephanie on one edge of the bed, Melissa gave a mental shrug and headed for the remaining available space behind Brad on the other edge of the bed.

"There she is," John announced, sounding pleased, which did much to help Melissa's previous annoyance evaporate. As she climbed onto the bed, she realized that the video was already playing; she could hear grunts and moans of sexual excitement coming from the television speaker and a quick glance at the screen showed a tangle of naked bodies all thrusting and writhing in some sort of obscene activity. She also noticed that both Stephanie and Brad had a hand on John's massive erection and were stroking it up and down at a leisurely tempo. Keith had one of his hands buried in Stephanie's crotch from behind while the other was massaging her small breast mound and teasing the nipple. But other than sparing her a quick smile, all their eyes remained glued to the depraved scene on the screen across the room.

Melissa snuggled in behind Brad and, reaching down his body to wrap her fingers around his raging hard-on, whispered in his ear, "How are you doing, love? You still okay with this?"

Brad turned his head and smiled lovingly at her. "Yeah, I really am," he whispered back. "It's interesting. And see? Mom really did have hairy armpits," he noted, gesturing at the screen.

Melissa gazed at the screen in eager fascination. Indeed, there was a thin, Asian woman in the middle of the pile of writhing and moaning bodies who Melissa recognized as Brad's and Stephanie's mother from the photos in the house. She was straddling the cock of an unfamiliar man who had a decided paunch, her hips undulating back and forth as she slid his prick in and out of her cunt. Her eyes were squinted shut in concentration and she held both arms over her head in a seductive pose, clearly revealing tufts of black hair under each armpit.

"Wow," Melissa breathed, "You're definitely right about that." She still found it rather strange for everyone to be ogling the sexual antics of a dead family member but was relieved that it did not seem to be causing either Brad or Stephanie any emotional issues. "And I can see what you mean, John," she added with a sideways glance at the older man in the center of the bed. "That really does look kind of hot. Huh!" she mused, "Who knew? I never would have guessed that I would get turned on by a woman's hairy armpits, but I really do."

Stephanie raised her head to look over at Melissa with eyes gleaming with heightened arousal. "Good to know, lover. I am so not ever going to shave there," she promised. "Only...I guess I have to have more hair grow in period before any will start to show, huh?" she added in a disappointed tone.

"Give it time," her father comforted her. "You've just started puberty; you have a lot of growing still to do." Stephanie gave him a brief smile of acknowledgement before returning her eyes to the screen.

There, Kim Muller's tempo of fucking her partner was steadily increasing and a series of sharp gasps and moans was coming from her lips. All five people on the bed watched with lewd enthrallment as the skinny, oriental woman dropped her hands down to brace herself against her partner's chest and proceed to fuck him wildly, rising and plunging down on his cock at a ferocious pace. Whoever was operating the video camera appeared to realize that her climax was imminent because the view zoomed in and kept moving up and down Kim's body, focusing first on her crotch where her partner's cock was dimly visible whenever she raised her hips before it was engulfed once more as she impaled herself once more, and then focusing on her face, which was pulled tight in a rictus of erotic intensity, the eyes tightly shut and her breaths coming in ragged gasps and pants. As her climax finally started to build, she pulled her hands back off her partner's chest and grasped her own breasts, kneading them savagely and cruelly twisting her own nipples as her orgasm rocked her body. She shuddered and writhed as each new rhythmic pulse of erotic ecstasy shot through her, her body jerking with the climactic waves.

When Brad's mother finally stopped coming, Brad exhaled loudly, "Whew! That was- shit, I don't even know how to describe it. All I know is I'm sorrier than ever that she didn't live long enough for us to share all this with her, too. If that's not too weird," he mumbled as an afterthought.

"If what you mean is you wish you had had the chance to fuck her, too, I don't know if that's too weird or not," Stephanie responded, "But I'm thinking the same thing. God! That was incredibly hot! Feel how wet watching her made me, Keith?" she asked her blond boyfriend behind her.

"Yep, you're gushing, all right," Keith agreed hoarsely. His fingers began to plumb the depths of Stephanie's cunt more rapidly and deeply. "And your dad is right. You do look just like her when you come," he added. "I hope it's okay to say that."

Stephanie shot him an unfathomable but brief glance before shrugging, "Okay, fine. Whatever. I'm kind of glad to know we have that kind of connection. And yeah, it was really cool to see that. Thanks for sharing this with us, Dad," she continued, turning her face back to her father's. Her hand, and that of her brother, had both been steadily speeding up their stroking of John's enormous, completely hard cock, and Melissa could hear the man's breathing deepening in response to his children's incestuous attentions.

"You're welcome," John answered throatily. "You guys want to just keep watching, or is there something in particular you'd like to see?"

"I'd, uh, kind of like to see where you, well, have sex with some guys," Brad suggested shyly.

"Yep, and I'd love to see Kim licking a pussy," Melissa chimed in, hoping she wasn't stepping out of line since it was really the Muller family's choice, but wanting to keep some of their focus on their departed family member.

Fortunately, Stephanie heartily agreed with both their suggestions, adding, "Keith, I absolutely love the way your fingers feel in my pussy, but I need more. Can you get that nice, big cock of yours inside me from there?" She lifted her upper leg and laid it across her father's legs to allow Keith easier access to her private place from behind.

"Absolutely," Keith confirmed, shifting his body in closer and guiding his prick into his twelve-year-old girlfriend's oozing cunt slit, pushing it deeply into her vagina.

Stephanie sighed with pleasure. "Thanks, baby," she purred, "That's perfect. Okay, Dad," she looked at her father as Keith began to slowly thrust in and out of her, "Let's see you getting it on with some guys!" she demanded.

"Right," her father nodded, reaching for the control unit and fast-forwarding the video for several moments. "I think this should fit the bill."

All eyes shifted to the screen in eager anticipation. They were not disappointed, for the scene now displayed a younger-looking John without any gray in his beard right in the middle of three other men. There was a slim, brown-haired man with almost no body hair who appeared to be in his twenties lying on his back on the bed. John was rhythmically fucking the man's ass with his massive cock. There was the same fat, older man who had been fucking Kim in the earlier scene now kneeling astride the face of the young man that John was fucking. John was sucking diligently on the fat man's relatively small cock, easily engulfing it in his mouth while his free hand stroked the man's cock beneath John's leaned over body. The younger man underneath John as alternately sucking on the fat man's balls and raising his head to push his face into the crack of the fat man's ass and working his tongue in and around his asshole. And behind John was another rather muscular younger man who was earnestly plunging his cock in and out of John's butthole in time with John's fucking of his other partner.

"Damn!" Keith breathed, audibly swallowing.

"No shit!" Brad agreed with feeling. He was clearly impressed with the lascivious perversion being displayed because Melissa could feel his cock twitch ominously in her hand.

"Does Slutty Brad like seeing that?" Melissa whispered in her boyfriend's ear. "Go ahead and come if you'd like," she encouraged, beginning to slide her hand up and down the length of his rigid shaft. "I love it that you're turned on by guys fucking. I am, too," she murmured. And she slithered her free hand down between her own legs as well, plunging two fingers into her drenched cunt slit and beginning to frig herself enthusiastically.

Brad groaned with pleasure in response, his hips pushing back and forth urgently. Even though his eyes never left the depraved scene on the television screen, his hand kept on stroking his father's gigantic prick as well, finding a rhythm matching that of his sister's hand that allowed them to slide their hands down the entire length in turn. John's breathing was definitely deepening with arousal now, and an occasional low groan of desire escaped his lips.

Meanwhile, on the screen, the four rutting men were picking up the tempo. John was pile-driving his massive prick into the bowels of the young man beneath him while fervently sucking on the cock of the rotund man in front of him, his head moving to and fro at an ever-increasing pace. Melissa was interested to note that John's partner who was fucking his ass from behind had reached an arm around him and was tweaking John's nipple. Melissa suddenly remembered the way John had reacted when she had touched his nipple that very first night when she and Stephanie had gone in to say goodnight and realized that his nipples might be every bit as sensitive as her own. She would have tested the theory herself right then but both her hands were occupied with Brad's cock and her own cunt.

Instead, she called over to Stephanie, "Hey, Steph, it looks like your dad likes his nipples played with as much as we do. Give it a try," she suggested mischievously.

"Oh, yeah? Is that right, Daddy?" Stephanie cooed as she reached out with her free hand to circle her father's very erect nipple. "Do you like to have your nipples touched, too?"

"Oh, God, yes!" John sighed as he felt his daughter tweak the hard nub of his nipple. "Something else we have in common," he grinned tightly. He was panting heavily now.

Stephanie leaned her head forward and encircled the bulbous head of her father's immense prick with her lips, eliciting a new groan of pleasure from the man. She suckled it sensuously, slithering her tongue around the rim of the head. Her breathing was whistling in and out of her nostrils with increasing urgency as Keith slammed his cock into her pussy from behind at a rapidly increasing tempo.

Melissa's glance kept flitting between the lurid display on the television screen and the equally arousing scene unfolding in real life on the bed beside her. Her fingers were driving in and out of her quim-drenched cunt slit faster and faster. She hoped everyone else was close to coming because she certainly was. She began to slide her hand up and down Brad's rock-hard prick with fierce intensity, trying to get him to climax at the same time she did.

"Ohhh, fuck!" Melissa groaned hoarsely between heavy panting. "This is- hunnggghh! Oh, God! So fucking incredible! I'm- hoh! I'm about there," she gasped. "How `bout you guys?"

"Ohh, God, yes!" John grunted with feeling, and Brad echoed that affirmation. Neither Stephanie nor Keith answered, but a quick glance across the bed at the couple confirmed that both their faces were screwed up in pre-orgasmic intensity, so Melissa returned her focus on coaxing a hand-load of semen out of her boyfriend's straining prick.

"Hoh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God damn!' Melissa swore in loud gasps as she felt the first electric tingles of her climax start to erupt from between her legs. "Do it, guys! Come with me! Oh, God! I'm coming! Fuck! I'm coming so hard! I- hahggghh! Aaaaagggghhhhh!" she roared throatily as her orgasm slammed into her plump, pubescent body, making it writhe and shudder uncontrollably. To her relief, she felt Brad's cock begin to pulse rhythmically and immediately felt the warm, thick goo start to cover her hand.

The climaxing redhead began to come down from her erotic cloud in time to see John's unbelievably massive eruption of thick, creamy jism shoot in jet after jet from the tip of his giant member to land all over his chest and abdomen, some shots nearly reaching his neck. That depraved sight seemed to be all that was required to instigate both Stephanie's and Keith's orgasms as well, for they both began to shake and yell incoherently. Melissa watched them both with loving contentment as she milked the last dollops of viscous come from Brad's still spasming cock, being careful to ensure as much as possible stayed on her hand and didn't drop to the bed below.

Once Melissa was sure that she had squeezed the last of her boyfriend's semen out onto her hand, she reached up and wiped it all off onto John's torso, saying, "Here, I'll contribute this to the community supply," which made everyone else giggle.

Stephanie, who was still breathing hard from her recent orgasm, nevertheless got immediately up onto her knees, rather unceremoniously pushing Keith out of her in the process and straddled her father's body. Squinting with concentration, she announced, "And I'll add Keith's to the pile, too. Then we can all lick it up together!"

"Great minds think alike," Melissa informed her with a lewd gleam in her eye.

True to her promise, Stephanie managed to squeeze several thick gobbets of the mixture of quim and jism from her cunt onto John's belly where it oozed together with the obscene pile already there. The others on the bed watched in eager fascination.

"There," Stephanie announced at last, "I think that's all I can get."

"Hmm," her father mused with an evil gleam in his eye. "I'd just better make sure." And without warning, he slid his hand between Stephanie's legs and thrust a thick finger up inside her pussy, making her eyes roll back in her head and a startled but very pleased gasp emerge from her lips.

"Ohhh, shit, Daddy!" the dark-haired girl moaned, "I'm still so fucking turned on, you're gonna' make me come again. Hoh! Hoh! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she gasped as her father took the hint and began to plunge his finger in and out of Stephanie's dripping vagina.

With a lascivious grin, Keith quickly hoisted himself up on his knees beside Stephanie, planting his lips on hers in a sensuous kiss while at the same time one of his hands found her small, smooth breast and started fiercely pinching his girlfriend's nipple, making her cry out with erotic joy.

Brad craned his head around to look at Melissa. "You want front or back?" he asked with a quick head jerk in the direction of his already writhing sister.

"Front looks closer for me," Melissa giggled, and instantly reached over Brad's body to slither a pair of fingers into Stephanie's cunt slit in front of John's steadily plunging fingers and, locating the girl's turgid clitoris, began to squeeze and flick it earnestly. For his part, Brad, after moistening a pair of his fingers in his mouth to coat them with a generous helping of slimy spit, reached around his sister's backside and pushed both firmly into her anus.

"Haaahhhhhggggg!" Stephanie shrieked, breaking off from her lewd French kiss with Keith momentarily, "Fuck! How about a little- oooohhh! Oh, fuck, this is intense! A little warning next time? Hunnngghhh! Huunngghh! Hummmmff...:" and whatever else she had intended to say was suddenly muffled by Keith's lips as he resumed their passionate kiss and plunged his tongue deeply into her mouth.

For several moments, all four of them concentrated on pleasuring Stephanie, reveling in the way they could all express their love for her together. Melissa could feel the instant her slender lover's orgasm started because the clit between her fingers suddenly began to throb regularly, followed almost immediately by a shrill but muffled shriek from Stephanie's mouth which was still completely filled by Keith's ardently thrusting tongue. Stephanie's body convulsed crazily, her breath sucking in through her nostrils in short, hard, hissing inhalations. Melissa determinedly continued to squeeze and rub Stephanie's rhythmically pulsing button, trying to intensify and prolong her lover's climax. Stephanie's hands began to weakly flail incoherently, her body continuing to shudder and writhe.

And then suddenly, her body collapsed completely, sort of folding in on itself as she slumped down onto her father's belly, her face landing in a pile of gooey, still-warm semen.

"Hah!" her father crowed, "We got her!"

"We sure did," Melissa giggled before adding, "Only she sort of messed up our dessert tray. I guess we'll just have to lick it off her face, too. Oh, darn," she noted dryly.

"Yeah, we'll just have to cope somehow," John agreed with a fond gaze at his now gently snoring daughter sprawled across his body. He looked around at the two boys and Melissa. "How is everyone else doing?"

Both Keith and Brad enthusiastically expressed their pleasure with the evening's events. Melissa agreed, but noted, trying not to sound too pathetic, that everyone else had been able to come by somebody else except her.

"Well, we can't have that, can we?" John nodded with a twinkle in his eye. "Tell you what – how about once Sleeping Beauty here rejoins us, we give you the same treatment we gave her? Would you like that?"

"Oh, fuck! Would I?" Melissa blurted before adding with some embarrassment, "Uh, yeah, I'd like that a lot."

"Oh, love, I liked your first answer best of all," John assured her. "There's nothing more I love than a lover who wants to be pleased."

Melissa flashed him a grateful smile before glancing at the television screen again. It was now focused on a woman she hadn't seen before at the party giving a very enthusiastic blow job to the young man whose ass John had been fucking earlier. "Hmm, I guess we all sort of got distracted earlier and missed the part where you and all the other guys came. Would you, uh, mind rewinding it? I'd kind of like to see that, and I'm guessing the other guys would too, right?" she asked, looking around.

Both Brad and Keith nodded eagerly, so John picked up the remote control carefully so as not to disturb his sleeping daughter and rewound the video until the screen once more showed the four men vigorously fucking and sucking each other. Melissa watched with interest along with the three males on the bed as all four of the men on the screen grunted and puffed their way through climaxes, though none of their ejaculations were visible since their pricks all were firmly buried in each other's asses and mouths.

"Huh," Melissa mused once the scene was over and the camera moved on to focus on another rutting couple, "That was interesting. But I gotta' tell you, it wasn't near as hot as what we all just did."

The three guys chuckled in agreement, and John added, "I wasn't kidding before when I told you the things we've been doing this week are the hottest, sexiest things I've ever seen. What we have is so incredibly special, and really kind of in a league by itself. I've just been in a bit of a daze these past couple of weeks about how incredibly lucky I am."

At that moment, Stephanie groaned and raised her head. "Sorry, guys," she croaked. "Who's lucky?"

"No apology needed, my love," her father assured her. "We all love making you come that hard. And who's lucky is me and, well, all of us, for being able to share this," and he gestured to encompass everyone in the room, "With each other. Melissa was just saying that the video wasn't near as hot and sexy as what we just did, and I have to agree."

"Yeah, me, too," his daughter nodded as she heaved herself into an upright position straddling John's body once more. She put a hand up to her face and made an odd expression. "Oh!" she exclaimed, "I've got all the come all over my face and hair. Sorry, lovers. I didn't mean to hog it all."

"Oh, we don't mind licking it up off you or off John," Keith piped up with a gleam in his eye, and he made good on his words by leaning in to delicately lap all the smeared semen off his girlfriend's face, even running the coated strands of her hair through his mouth to retrieve every drop.

Brad looked back at Melissa and shrugged, "Well! I guess it's up to me to clean Dad off. Don't worry. I'll share," and to Melissa's pleased amazement, the boy unhesitatingly leaned over his father's torso and began to thoroughly lick the thick, ropy strands still lying there. He paused periodically to raise his head and bestow a come-filled kiss on Melissa, who in turn scooted up to kiss John and share the obscene mouthful with him, their tongues slithering in and out of each other's mouths as they swirled and savored the flavors of John's, Keith's, and Brad's combined ejaculations.

Once it was clear there was no more male seed for them to share, Melissa caressed Brad fondly. "You really amaze me, you know that, lover?"

"Why? Just `cause I decided I don't mind the taste of come?" he asked, looking puzzled.

"Well, yeah, that," Melissa nodded, "But also the way you really get into it and the way you share it. That's still an incredible turn-on for me, you know," she added under lowered eyes.

"Yeah, I kind of got that," Brad acknowledged shyly. "That's really why I love to do it. Although," he added with a grimace, "I have to say it's a lot nicer warm than cold," which made everyone except Stephanie chuckle sympathetically.

"Hey, it's not my fault," Stephanie protested. "No one said you had to wait until I woke up again."

"No one's blaming you," her father put in hastily, "We loved being able to make you come that hard, and no one wanted to disturb you. Besides," he added mischievously, "The come was all nice and warm by the time it got to me."

"Yeah, Keith warmed it up in his mouth nicely for me, too," Stephanie said, cocking her head to glance adoringly at the blond boy beside her. "So what's next?" she asked brightly, looking around hopefully. "Is everyone too worn out and just wanting to go to sleep?"

"Well," her father responded in a more serious tone, "It is a work and school night, so bed time is right around the corner. But since Melissa still really didn't come except by her own hand and the way you just did looked so amazing, we thought we might give her the same treatment. You willing to help with that?" he asked Stephanie with a lust-filled gaze.

"Oh, God, yes!" Stephanie cried enthusiastically, turning to look at Melissa and urging her, "You've got to try that, baby. It's so incredible having all your lovers touching you at once."

"Hey, you don't need to convince me, sexy lover," Melissa laughed. "After sharing all that come, I'm already completely turned on."

"Okay, then, up you go," Stephanie motioned as she worked her way from atop her father's body to make room for her redheaded girlfriend.

Melissa somewhat awkwardly scrambled over Brad's body and took her place straddling John's hips. She reached down between her legs hopefully, trying to see if John's mighty prick was rising, but settled for pulling his hand into her crotch once she realized the man's cock was still completely flaccid. She groaned with erotic satisfaction as she felt not one but two of his thick fingers pushing into her totally drenched and oozing cunt hole, and began to slowly ride up and down on them.

The others seemed to have reached some unspoken agreement for shortly after, Brad was on his knees beside her, kissing her passionately while one of his hands caressed and squeezed her precociously large breast, making Melissa gasp when he teased and gently pinched the nipple. She felt fingers start to slide up and down her pussy slit, gliding alongside her fully engorged clit, and glanced down to see that Stephanie was lying across her father's hairy stomach and reaching into Melissa's crotch. She was amused but not surprised to see that Stephanie had managed to work her other hand into her own private crevice where it was working back and forth with sloppy, wet sounds.

Melissa wondered where Keith had gone, since Brad's ongoing kissing was preventing her from really looking around. But her puzzlement was answered when she felt her brother's finger, seemingly very well lubricated with the sex gel she realized he must have retrieved from the nightstand, probing into her puckered anus. Melissa instantly relaxed the sphincter, encouraging her brother to finger fuck her ass at will, and it was only a moment before she felt a second finger impudently plunging into her bowels as well. She could only emit muffled moans of sexual excitement past Brad's thrusting tongue in her mouth.

As all her lovers settled into their lewd tasks, Melissa completely understood what Stephanie had been telling her. While not quite as intense as the three-hole penetration she had experienced on Sunday, in some ways this was even more exciting, maybe because she realized that everyone was completely focused on giving her pleasure that made it feel even more intimate, but whatever the reason, she willingly gave herself totally to the sensations, reveling in the loving, stimulating touches she could feel everywhere. Her body had already begun to arch and writhe involuntarily and she understood that she was likely to experience another completely gut-wrenching, black-out inducing climax, and she realized that this was exactly what everyone else wanted her to do. With a secret smile, she resolved not to fight whatever was going to happen to her and surrender utterly to the experience.

For several minutes, Melissa could only writhe and groan as the four lovers continued their loving assault on her plump, pubescent body. At some point, she realized that both Keith and John had managed to slip a third finger into each of her orifices, but she was so incredibly horny by now and their fingers so slimy with lubrication that there was no pain whatsoever. If anything, the dual sensations felt exactly right, filling her up in such a wonderfully perfect way that she seriously began to speculate if either or both of them might actually attempt to fist her. At another time, the idea would have terrified her, but by now she was so desperately aroused that she felt her heart pounding in her chest with excitement.

Melissa pulled her face away from Brad's insistent tongue thrust just long enough to gasp, "More! Fill me up!" deciding that would be enough encouragement for Keith and John to be more daring. Sure enough, she soon felt agonizingly exquisite sensations from both her vagina and her anus as both sphincters were cruelly stretched when both Keith and John added a fourth finger into their plunging hands. Up until now, Melissa had been eagerly thrusting her own body up and down to enable both of them to penetrate her more fully, but now she paused, trying to allow herself time to relax both orifices and reach that point where the intense pain morphed into that almost unbearable sexual feeling she had learned to associate with being impossibly stretched when fully aroused.

Both Keith and John took the hint and paused in their thrusting as well, and Stephanie perceptively realized that Melissa needed a little help as well, beginning to tweak and buzz the perspiring redhead's clit furiously. Within seconds, Melissa could feel the first warning tingles of an impending orgasm and, heedless of what it might do to her young body, determinedly plunged her hips downward, fully impaling herself on both John's and Keith's quadrupled fingers, a hoarse, guttural cry bursting from her tongue-filled mouth. She began to ride her lovers' hands with abandon, slamming her strained cunt and ass down onto them as hard and fast as she could.

Throwing caution completely to the winds in savage response to the extreme level of sexual arousal she felt, she pulled her head back and shrieked, "Do it! Fucking fist me! Oh, God! Do it! Fill me up! Oh, fuck! Oh, God! I need it! I-haaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeee!" she wailed as she suddenly felt the most unbelievably painful tightness between her legs and she knew that both John and Keith had honored her wishes and had pushed their entire hands inside her.

It was as if a bomb had gone off in the straining, gasping twelve-year-old's head. Flashes of light nearly blinded her as jolt after explosive jolt of white hot orgasmic spasms coursed through her. The searing pain had indeed combined with her climax to meld into something altogether new, something that felt as if she had been gripped in the jaws of a giant, slavering beast and was being shaken furiously. Melissa convulsed and flailed helplessly as the rhythmic pulses of electric sensation shot up and down her quivering frame, and she helplessly realized that, under the ongoing, relentless buzzing of her clit by Stephanie, new orgasms kept launching within her even before the previous ones had started to recede. She could feel the now familiar roaring in her ears and tunneling of her vision as she began to pass out, and barely felt the warm flow from her savagely ruined crotch as her bladder completely emptied onto John and the bed below.

And then she knew nothing at all.

 

When Melissa's eyes finally fluttered open, she was alarmed to realize she couldn't see. It was only after a terrifying minute when she imagined that her reckless exertions had somehow resulted in her being blinded that she finally calmed down enough to realize that she was still lying in John's bed, but the bedroom lights had been turned out. Groaning at the exceedingly painful tenderness from both her ass and her cunt, she reached out with a hand and was relieved to feel John's lean, strong body right beside her.

John stirred at her touch and Melissa could make out his face peering at her concernedly in the gloom. "Hey, welcome back, sexy woman," he whispered softly. "How are you feeling?"

"Ohhhh, God! I don't know how to answer that," Melissa admitted with a soft moan. "Hurting? Happy? Amazed at myself? Loving all of you so incredibly much? All of that?"

"All of that sounds about right," John replied in a low voice, his tone somehow conveying loving tenderness. "You really went for it in a big way."

"Yeah, I guess, huh?" Melissa answered, giggling despite the barbs of pain between her legs the motion elicited. "Thank you, though. It was exactly what I wanted and needed."

"We could tell that," John said, smiling in the dark. "That's why we went ahead despite our misgivings."

"Uh, is it just you and me here now?" Melissa asked curiously.

"No, I'm still here," she heard Keith speak up from the other side of John on the bed.

"Oh, sorry, love," John responded regretfully. "I was trying not to wake you."

"It's okay; I wasn't really asleep. And I wanted to be sure my wild and crazy sister was going to be alright, too," he added with feeling.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Keith," Melissa assured him. "Well, maybe not quite `fine' but good enough all things considered," she clarified with a wince.

"Yeah, you're gonna' be hurting tomorrow, Sis," Keith predicted. "Good luck sitting still in class."

"Shit! I didn't even think about that," Melissa blurted.

"Hmm, well, it seems like there was a lot you weren't thinking about while in the throes of passion," John observed dryly. "But before you ask, no, I'm not going to let you stay home from school tomorrow. You're grown up enough now to accept that actions have consequences."

"Thanks, Dad," Melissa responded sardonically. "And no, it hadn't even occurred to me to ask. So where are Stephanie and Brad?" she asked anxious to change the subject away from her lack of judgment.

"Well, they did what we talked about at dinner and decided they wanted to sleep together tonight," John explained. "You're stuck with the two of us tonight, unless you decide you want to sleep alone."

"No, this is great," Melissa murmured, snuggling up close to John's side. He obligingly put an arm around her and she gratefully rested her head on his flat-muscled, hairy chest. "And I'm glad Steph and her brother are doing that. It makes me really happy the way they're getting along and love each other so much."

"Yes, indeed," John agreed fervently. "Now, however, that I know you're basically okay, we do need to all get some sleep, right?"

"Uh, yeah, right," Melissa agreed, punctuating it with a yawn. "For some reason, I actually feel all fucked out."

"Imagine that," John observed in a droll tone. "Goodnight, my beautiful loves," he whispered, turning first to Keith and then to Melissa to kiss them soundly if somewhat chastely.

"Good night, John. Good night, Keith," Melissa murmured sleepily. She was asleep within seconds.