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It really was close to midnight by the time Melissa finally finished the last of her homework. Stephanie had completed hers a couple of hours earlier and had long since departed to join her father in his bedroom. Melissa had to grit her teeth to ignore the soft cries and moans of pleasure she could hear drifting down the hall as Stephanie and her father incestuously coupled, but she was gratified to hear no such noises from the boy's room next door. She hoped that meant they had decided to wait for her to join them for one final fuck of the day before they went to sleep, but she also realized the silence could simply mean the boys had fallen asleep.
With a deep sigh of relief, Melissa closed the last book and put all her materials into her knapsack for school the next day, then headed to the bathroom to relieve herself before joining the boys in their room. She wasn't sure what she would find as she entered Brad's room, but the sight in the dim light brought a tender smile to her face. Both Brad and her brother were in Brad's bed, enwrapped in each other's arms as they slept. For a moment, Melissa was tempted to simply leave them undisturbed and go to sleep in the other bed alone, or even to go back to Stephanie's room and sleep there. But she had to admit to herself that she really had been anticipating getting at least one more cock inside her before the day was done so, with a wry smile at her own slutty desires, she pulled the sheet down that had been covering both Brad and Keith and simply climbed into bed atop both of them.
Both boys came awake with a start, but that quickly turned into enthusiastic welcome as they realized they had Melissa's lush body blanketing them. "You came!" Brad whispered happily.
"Well, not yet," Melissa replied with a saucy grin, "But I'm hoping you guys can do something about that."
"Wh- what time is it?" Keith asked, still a bit groggy.
"Almost midnight," Melissa admitted. "I'm really sorry it took so long to finish my homework, but I did get a later start than all the rest of you."
"Yeah, no worries," her brother answered, sounding more awake now. "How'd it go with Mom?" he wanted to know even has his fingers were starting to roam over her body and nestle brazenly in the crack of her ass.
"Good, really good," Melissa was happy to report. "In fact, by the time I was done telling Mom about everything, she was so turned on she made me go get John again so he could listen to her make herself come."
"Whoa," Brad murmured in surprise, "And did he?"
"It seemed like it," Melissa explained. "I didn't stick around to listen, but when your dad came upstairs afterwards to, I guess, chew us out for having sex instead of doing our homework, Stephanie noticed he had come dripping from the end of his cock and sucked the rest of it off. For some reason, your dad forgot all about being angry with us for having sex. He heard you two going at it, too; we all did," she added impishly.
"Well? What were we supposed to do?" Brad protested. "It's not like we could concentrate on homework the way you and Stephanie were sounding."
"Actually, it was mostly you we heard," Keith pointed out helpfully.
"Ohhhh!" Melissa groaned as Keith's fingers found their way into her pussy and began to slide up and down the slick, oozing slit. "Sorry about that, but listening to Mom playing with herself over the phone got me too worked up, so Steph made me tell her all about it while she made me come. But I was glad to hear that you guys got into the spirit of it, too. I still think it's so great the way you guys have gotten into each other," she added warmly.
"It was nice," Keith admitted.
"You guys sucked each other at the same time?" Melissa asked. "We were trying to guess."
"Yep," Brad acknowledged proudly. "Swallowed each other, too."
"That's really hot," Melissa said, her voice husky with rapidly growing arousal. By this time, Brad was diligently massaging and caressing her precociously developed breasts and tweaking the fully erect nipples. "So it seems like maybe you guys aren't too sleepy for one more fuck. How would you like to do it?"
"Um," Keith answered almost shyly, "Would it be okay if you got on top of me while Brad fucks my ass? That way, he can keep playing with your boobs at the same time," he suggested.
"Ohhh, God! That sounds amazing!" Melissa had to agree. "You okay with that, Brad?" she asked her boyfriend.
"Oh, Hell yeah!" Brad grinned. "Can you reach the lube from the nightstand?" he requested. Melissa hastened to comply while her brother shifted his position so he was lying on his back. Melissa eagerly straddled her brother and reached down to guide his now completely stiff prick into her sopping cunt hole, groaning with excited pleasure as she eased her body down and sank his organ completely inside her.
"Here, tuck Keith's legs up under your arms," Brad advised from behind her. "That way I can reach his butt easier."
Melissa quickly grasped what Brad was saying and grabbed her brother's legs behind the knees and pulled them forward towards his chest, trapping them under her arms. She could feel his cock push more deeply into her as his hips rode up, and grinned back over shoulder at Brad. "You're getting to be a real expert at all this," she commented mischievously.
"Dad taught us," he explained with a careless shrug. "It does make it easier."
"Yep, I can see that," Melissa replied somewhat breathlessly as Keith's regular ploughing of her cunt with his plunging cock was beginning to have an effect.
"Okay, Keith, you're all slippery," Brad advised the older boy.
"Do it, Bro'," Keith commanded eagerly.
"Anything I can do to help?" Melissa asked, keenly interested in the entire process.
"Lean forward a bit more," Brad suggested. "Yeah, that's perfect." He grunted once as he thrust forward, and it was answered with a similar grunt from Keith as he felt Brad's cock drive itself home into his rectum.
"Oooh, I can feel that from here," Melissa whimpered with pleasure as she felt Brad's thrust carried over into her brother, making Keith's cock push even further into her gushing pussy hole. "This is great!"
"You doin' okay?" Brad called out to Keith.
"Oh, fuck yeah!" Keith answered throatily. "I love having you inside me. Don't hold back – I'm ready to be fucked hard!"
Melissa could feel Brad's powerful thrusts into her brother's anus as a pleasant, rhythmic pressure driving Keith's cock into her own cunt, and with a groan of satisfaction, began to ride Keith's prick, matching Brad's tempo. For several minutes, all three moved as one, their breath deepening, and perspiration starting to flow. Melissa's moans and gasps increased in frequency and intensity, matched by grunts and groans from the two boys she was sandwiched between. Brad's fingers had quickly rediscovered her ample breasts and he squeezed and massaged them lustily as he fucked Keith.
Melissa was beside herself with raw, flaming arousal. The sensations in her pussy and breasts coupled with the sheer, depraved eroticism of the situation, being allowed to share so intimately in the bisexual sex between her brother and her boyfriend had her mind whirling. Soon she couldn't contain her vocalizations any longer. "Ohhhh!" she groaned, "This is so- unnggghh! So fucking amazing! Hoh! Hoh! God, yes! Fuck me hard, Keith! Haagghhh! Oh, God! Just like that! God! I can feel both of you! I- unnngghh! I love this so much! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Yes! Oh, yes! Faster! I love it like this! Haaggggghhhh!" she howled as Brad pinched both her nipples viciously and twisted them. "Oh, fuck, Brad! You know- huunnnggghhh! You know if you- hoh! Pinch me like that, you'll- haaggghhhh! You'll make me come! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God!"
"Do it, Bro'!" Keith grunted from below her to Brad. "I'm almost there! Pinch her and make her come! Oh, shit! Fuck me, Brad! Do it! Come in me and make me come!"
Brad readily responded, starting to slam his cock up Keith's ass like a pile-driver while cruelly pinching and twisting Melissa's nipples.
"Haaaaggghhh!" Melissa shrieked, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, God! That hurts so good! Hunnnggghhh! Hunngghh! Hunnggghh! Oh, fuck! You're doing it! You're doing it! You're making me come! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, God! Here it comes! Here it- aaaaaiiiiieeeeee!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as the long-anticipated orgasm rocked her. Brad clung to her breasts as she shuddered and shrieked and she could feel from the way Brad's body was jerking that he was coming as well, emptying his balls and filling Keith's rectum with his thick, gooey slime. Suddenly Melissa could feel Keith's cock seem to swell up within her and begin to rhythmically pulse and she knew that he was shooting his incestuous load up inside her. She continued to writhe and yowl atop him as he pumped jet after jet of semen deep into her cunt.
Finally, as the rhythmic contractions in her vagina began to recede and the panting of both boys began to lessen, they suddenly heard Stephanie screaming from down the hall, accompanied by the deeper grunting of her father. Brad, Keith, and Melissa all broke into uncontrollable giggles.
"Hooo!" Keith exclaimed when their laughter had died down, "It doesn't sound like anyone's getting any sleep in this house tonight!"
"No kidding," Melissa agreed but then yawned widely. "Tomorrow morning is going to come way too early, I'm betting."
"Totally worth it, though," Brad commented from behind her.
"Definitely," Melissa agreed as Brad pulled out of Keith's ass and flopped back down on the bed beside Keith. As she felt Keith's prick finally shrivel enough that it slipped out of her, Melissa also let her body slump down atop both boys, who each reached out to embrace her.
"This is nice," Brad remarked with a sigh. "Let's go to sleep just like this. I'm too tired to even want to suck your come out of Mel's pussy," he said softly.
"That's fine; I'm beat, too," Keith yawned. "We don't have to lick up our come every time; it's okay to keep it inside, too. Only," he hesitated.
"What?" Melissa frowned despite her exhaustion.
"It's just...well, shit. I have to pee now," Keith replied in a somewhat whiny tone.
"Oh, is that all?" Melissa giggled with relief. "I thought it was something serious. I got you, dear brother," she promised, and slid her thick body down Keith's and wrapped her lips around his still-slimy cock, reveling in the taste of their sex mixed together. "Hm-hay," she nodded once she was sure she had a good seal with her lips around his prick.
"You're the best, Sis," Keith sighed as he relaxed his bladder and allowed his pungent yellow fluid to squirt into his sister's mouth.
Melissa gulped and swallowed greedily, loving both the taste and the fact that her brother would so willingly allow her to indulge her particular kinkiness. As Keith squeezed the final few drops of urine into his sister's adoring mouth, Brad piped up shyly, "I, uh, I kind of have to go, too."
"Of course you do, lover," Melissa laughed gently and shifted over so she could suck Brad's cock and drain his bladder as well. After only a moment's hesitation, she tasted Brad's piss filling her mouth as well and swallowed it as fast as she could.
Once she had served as an impromptu urinal for both boys, she scooted back up so that she was fully lying atop them again, and they welcomed her into their arms. With a soft, wet kiss for each of her boy lovers, she told them good night and was sound asleep before she knew it.
"Good morning, campers!" John's cheery voice sounded in Melissa's ear after what felt like only moments since she'd closed her eyes. With a groan, she forced her eyes open and blinked at the light that John had apparently turned on.
"Oh, God! Is it already time to get up?" she whined. She felt Keith and Brad stirring underneath her and realized she must not have moved a muscle all night.
"It sure is," John confirmed, tugging the sheet down off the three entwined bodies and ogling them without a trace of shame. "And don't tell me you weren't expecting it, given how late you were all up enjoying each other."
"Hey, you were up just as late," Brad croaked from beneath Melissa. "We could hear you and Stephanie big time."
"Well of course you could," his father agreed pleasantly, "Since we were fucking like crazy. What were we supposed to do with all the noise you were making? Certainly not sleep," he snorted. "Come on, kids, up and at `em. I'm going to be dragging through today just as much as you will, so no sympathy here."
"Okay, okay," Melissa agreed with a yawn as she pushed herself up off Keith's and Brad's body and stood in front of John's nude, lanky form. She put her arms around his neck, kissed him passionately, and thrust her tongue into his mouth which John accepted with good grace. "Good morning, John," she said sweetly as their lips parted. Melissa had managed to grind her pussy into John's massive, partially erect cock as they kissed and was gratified to feel it twitch and enlarge even further in response. She glanced back at the two teen boys who were now struggling to their feet and turned back to John. "The only reason I'm getting up, though, is because I have piss really bad."
"No wonder," Brad grinned, "Seeing as how you've got all mine and Keith's pee inside you as well as your own."
"Is that right?" John asked with a smoky glow in his eyes.
"Uh-huh," his son nodded, eager to tell the tale. "We were all so tired after our fuck that we didn't want to get out of bed to go to the bathroom, so Melissa took care of us."
"What a thoughtful young woman," John agreed. His huge cock was now jutting straight out in front of him. "Then since she enjoys it so much, I think maybe we'd all better give her all she wants as soon as we get in the shower, don't you?"
The boys heartily agreed, and all four of them walked quickly down the hall to the bathroom where they found the shower already running, steam clouds billowing out from behind the shower curtain. Pulling the curtain aside, they saw Stephanie already in within, soaping her slender, smooth body.
Stephanie looked up as they entered. "Took you guys long enough," she complained mildly.
"We're all here now," her father hastily said to forestall further complaints. "Melissa's in the mood for a piss shower. Did you save any for her?" he asked his daughter.
"For her?" Stephanie asked coyly, giving Melissa a sidelong glance. "I can always give some piss to my lover."
"Excellent," her father grinned. His giant cock was now completely hard. "All right, young lady," he addressed Melissa, "Since you said you had to pee, too, you're going to contribute to your own shower. Lie down on your back at the end of the tub with your feet up the wall."
"Oh, I think I see how this is going to go," Melissa said in a husky voice. "I like it!" She got onto her back in the tub as directed with undignified haste.
"That's almost right," John coached her. "You need to scoot your butt up as high as you can so you can piss into your own mouth, too, along with all the rest of us." Melissa shifted her weight until only her shoulders were still resting on the tub floor."
"But Daddy," Stephanie asked in an exaggeratedly innocent voice, "How are you going to pee with your cock so big and hard?"
"What? You don't think I can do it?" her father challenged.
"I'm sure you can do anything you want to, Daddy," she replied in the same `little girl' tone, "Only you always told me you have to come before you can piss."
"Well, watch and learn, little girl," her father told her. "All right, everyone, bunch up and get as close as you can. Stephanie, you get right over her face. The men will drench her from a distance. Everybody ready?" he asked.
Both Brad and Keith had begun getting hard as well from the erotic scene, so they watched closely as John put a hand up on the shower wall to brace himself and then bent nearly double over Melissa's pale, plump body. With a momentary look of concentration, John began to squirt urine out of his cock despite his stiff erection. It splashed wildly at first before he was able to guide it down onto Melissa's face. She opened her mouth eagerly and tried to catch and swallow as much as she could.
With that inspiration, the other three youths began peeing on Melissa as well, completely drenching her face, hair, shoulders, and breasts with steady streams of golden, strong-smelling liquid. With a look of utter bliss on her face, Melissa now began to urinate herself, adjusting her butt where it was braced against the wall so that the stream fell directly into her mouth and onto her face. She was nearly delirious with excitement – this was one of her deepest fantasies coming true, and to a much further extent than she'd ever imagined.
All too soon, the various flows of piss faded to dribbles, including her own. Only now, Melissa was nearly beside herself with lust. She scrambled to her feet and seized each of her lovers in turn, kissing them with wild abandon, grasping cocks and sliding her fingers into Stephanie's moist and slippery pussy in turn. "Thank you, thank you, thank you," she kept murmuring to each as she desperately touched and teased them.
"I do believe our super slut is in serious need of a fuck now, Daddy," Stephanie advised drolly, recognizing all the signs of frantic arousal in her young lover. "Would you like to do the honors?"
"With pleasure, lovely daughter," he grinned, stepping directly in front of Melissa in the shower and beginning to slide his massive prick along the length of her now sopping cunt slit. "Only something tells me one cock isn't going to be enough. Keith, maybe you'd better start in on her ass, too. Brad, why don't you fuck your sister so she doesn't feel left out and both of you can play with her tits, pussy, anything you can reach, and let's all try to make this insatiable girl lose her mind. How about it?"
Melissa was already past the point of being able to think straight, but she willingly allowed herself to be gently pushed and prodded into position, crying out with undisguised joy as she felt John's cock push forcefully into her vagina and her brother's, after only a moment or two to lubricate her anus with soap, pressing into her rectum. She was sandwiched tightly between John's and Keith's bodies but she felt that Stephanie had still managed to worm a hand down into her crotch and was diddling her clit, making her gasp with erotic pleasure. And when she felt Brad's fingers beginning to tease her nipples and gently pinch them, she cried out with amazed lust.
She opened her eyes long enough to first gaze into John's eyes as he plunged his enormous prick deeply into the furthest reaches of her cunt hole, and then over to Stephanie, whose eyes were beginning to glaze over as her brother fucked her ardently from behind. But when their eyes met, Stephanie leaned in and kissed Melissa overpoweringly. Their tongues slid sensuously in and out of each other's mouths as their men fucked them, and Melissa greedily sucked in Stephanie's saliva, swallowing each drop in her eagerness to absorb as much of the essence of her dark-haired lover as she could.
Melissa was already so wildly aroused that it was not long before she felt the tingling warning of an impending climax, and she surrendered to the feeling, shrieking uninhibitedly, "Haaahhhhh!!! Oh, God! You're- oh, God! You're making me come already! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! You guys! You make me crazy!" She was already beginning to shudder when the full force of the climax slammed into her pubescent body, driving all conscious thought from her brain except the white-hot jolts of ecstasy that rhythmically pulsed from her cunt and shot through her entire body. And still John's and Keith's cocks continued to slam into her while Brad and his sister kept stimulating her nipples and clit. Another orgasm broke over her even before the first one had completed, and then another. She was helpless under the depraved onslaught of all four of her lovers and could only shriek and gasp as the intense thrills shot through her over and over. She was vaguely aware of the rhythmic jerking of the pricks buried deeply inside her vagina and bowels and knew that John and her brother were filling her up with their jism. Then she heard the now all-too familiar roaring in her ears and her vision faded to blackness.
Melissa finally blinked a few times as she regained consciousness and then opened her eyes fully. She was still firmly wedged between John's and Keith's bodies, though she could no longer feel Stephanie's or Brad's fingers on her. Glancing around, she saw that Brad and his sister were scrubbing each other's bodies thoroughly. She then looked back at John. "Uh, sorry. I hope I wasn't out too long this time."
"Not long at all," he smiled. "Just long enough for both your brother and I to enjoy a relaxing few moments savoring the feeling of being inside you. How are you doing? Can you stand on your own now?" he asked with gentle concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine now," she assured him. "Thank you," she said as both John and Keith stepped away from her body. "Thank you all," she said more loudly. "That was – well, that was just incredible. Being covered in all your piss like that was, I don't know, even better than I'd ever fantasized."
"You're very welcome," John murmured as he began to lovingly soap Melissa's body from the front and Keith did the same from her backside. "It did seem to turn you on just a little bit. We all love being able to make a fantasy come true," he grinned.
"You did that," Melissa nodded with a languid smile. Her body was still tingling and her knees felt wobbly from the series of intense climaxes she had just experienced. Suddenly she remembered something. "Speaking of fantasies," she spoke up loudly enough for everyone to hear, "Keith has one, too, that we still haven't had the chance to try," she explained, glancing at her brother who returned her look with one of bashful delight.
"Oh, really?" John asked, sounding keenly interested. Brad and Stephanie echoed his curiosity with enthusiasm.
"Well, we happened to discover that my brother gets uncontrollably turned on when he gets an enema," Melissa revealed.
"Oh, that's very interesting," John grinned, while both his children looked mystified. "It's a way of cleaning everything out of your ass," he explained to Brad and Stephanie. "Actually, it's a pretty standard courtesy for swingers," he went on, "Something you do before arriving at the orgy so you no one has to deal with a shitty mess when they're shoving things up your butt."
"But how does it work?" Brad wanted to know, genuinely curious.
"How about if I explain it all at breakfast, my lovers?" John proposed. "Right now, though, we need to get moving or we're all going to be late."
Brad and Stephanie looked disappointed but agreed reluctantly and soon all five lovers were drying off before heading to their bedrooms to dress.
Once everyone had reconvened around the breakfast table and had served themselves their meals, all four youths eagerly looked at John for his continued explanation. Melissa grinned when she saw the older man hold up his own enema kit and blurted, "Keith brought one, too. He got so turned on by doing it w- I made him bring it along to share."
"Hey, you liked it too," Keith frowned at his sister, blushing furiously.
"Oh, I admit it," Melissa acknowledged with an easy shrug, "But not the way you do. Shit, the first time we did it, I thought you were going to shoot even before you could get rid of the load."
"I almost did," Keith confessed, but shot his sister a warning glance that she was treading on dangerous ground.
Sure enough, Brad piped up, "So how did you learn about it?"
"Oh, my mom showed me," Melissa answered matter-of-factly. "Part of all the stuff she thought I needed to know about, like birth control and sanitary pads, all that stuff."
The answer seemed to satisfy her boyfriend because Brad returned his attention to his father. "But how does it work?"
John went through a detailed explanation of the process while the others ate their breakfast, their attention fully riveted, especially since they now knew it was a special turn on for Keith.
"And you like the feeling?" Stephanie asked Keith with an aroused gleam in her eye.
"Oh, my God, yes!" Keith replied with feeling. "The only thing that comes close is having your dad's cock up my ass. Could we, uh, could we do that tonight?" he asked shyly.
"Absolutely," John nodded with a predatory look, "And since you brought a kit, too, we should be able to handle everyone with no problem. And once we've done that," he added in a voice grown husky with arousal, "We can all do whatever we want with each other's assholes. Doesn't that sound nice?"
"Yeah, it does," Stephanie murmured. "In fact, you convinced me."
"About what?" her father asked, looking at her with undisguised lust.
"About letting you fuck my ass," she murmured softly. "I've been such a chicken about it, but everyone else has done it with you. I think I'm ready, too," she nodded firmly.
"That's great if it's something you really want to try," John told her gently. "But doing something sexual just because everyone else does it is a really bad reason. I want all of us to enjoy ourselves and each other when we have sex and no one should ever feel they `have to do something' because they think it's expected." He held up a hand to forestall any protests by Stephanie. "Just think about it some, my love," he urged her. "If you genuinely feel like you want to try it because it sounds sexy and interesting this evening, then that's what we'll do," he promised.
His daughter nodded in agreement, and the rest of their breakfast passed with only small talk.
But on the way to school as she walked with Stephanie and holding Brad's hand, Melissa pressed her friend. "Are you sure you want to try to take your dad up your ass, Steph? You always said up until now that you didn't want to."
"I know," the dark-haired girl nodded, "But I really do think I'm ready now," she answered firmly before adding in a more hesitant voice, "Only, I really will need your help. Both of yours," she added with a look at her brother.
"Of cours, my love, anything you want," Melissa confirmed eagerly.
"Hmm, if you only knew what it does to me inside whenever you say that," Stephanie responded, gracing Melissa with a smoldering glance.
Melissa shrugged, "Well I mean it, always. Anything you want, if it's physically possible for me, I'll do for you. So what do you need?"
"Nothing you can't handle," Stephanie sniggered. "It's just, well, I've noticed how you can do stuff I would have though was impossible once you get turned on enough," she began.
"Oh, like letting your dad and Keith fist my cunt and my ass at the same time?" Melissa shook her head ruefully. "I don't know if I'm a good role model, lover. That seemed like a good idea at the time, but I really felt it later," she winced at the memory.
"I'll bet," Stephanie commiserated. "But are you really sorry you did it?" she challenged.
"No, no I'm not," Melissa had to admit. "I mean, yeah, it hurt but – how did you put it, Brad? It hurt, but not in a bad way, more in a `my God, I got fucked really hard' kind of way."
"Uh-huh," Stephanie nodded, her eyes smoky with arousal. "That's what I want, too. So what I need you both to do is make sure I'm out-of-my-mind crazy and turned on first. I just know if I'm like that, I'm going to want Dad's cock in my ass with no problem."
Melissa gave a sly look at Brad. "Hmm, what do you think? Can we get your sister so turned on she won't care what goes up her ass?"
The eighth-grade boy grinned, "I sure want to try!"
"Okay, Steph, don't worry," Melissa smiled hungrily. "We got you covered."
"Thanks," Stephanie replied with feeling. "Maybe by tomorrow I can be like you, sitting in class and not being able to think about anything but sex because you can still feel all the fucking you've done in your cunt and ass," she added mischievously.
"I don't do that!" Melissa protested hotly, then added weakly, "Do I?" when she saw the skeptical look on Stephanie's face.
"Oh, yes you do, my love," Stephanie smiled sweetly. "At least, you were all yesterday, and look where that landed you! Who knows who else you're going to decide to fuck before the day is out," she teased.
"God! You're never going to let me hear the end of it, are you?" Melissa retorted and then lowered her voice considerably as she saw they were nearing the school. "You know it wasn't like that with my dad. Well, yeah, I admit, I was horny as hell, but that's not the only reason."
"I know, Mel," Stephanie nodded. "But I do like knowing you're so turned on all the time. It gets me turned on, too," she confessed.
"Me, too," Brad seconded his sister's feelings.
"Well then, I'm glad I'm not going through every day alone going out of my mind with sex," Melissa murmured softly, and then they were at the school and needed to limit their conversation.
The school day started well enough although, true to Stephanie's prediction, Melissa kept falling into lurid daydreams every time the dull ache in her stretched cunt and anus reminded her of all her sexual activities. But by after lunch, the daydreams were merging perilously close to actual sleeping dreams. Stephanie had to keep surreptitiously poking her every time her head started to nod.
Finally the English teacher, Mr. Broward, noticed and made a sarcastic remark about being sorry he was keeping her awake. Melissa straightened up in her chair after that, and actually began to depend on the pains from her nether regions to help keep her alert. She managed to make it through the rest of the afternoon without actually dropping off, though the clock on the wall seemed to have ground to a stop. It was with great relief that she was able to stuff her books into her backpack when the final bell of the day rang.
Stephanie gave Melissa a sidelong glance as they headed for the school door. "Aren't you," she whispered quietly, "Going to the bathroom first? You know, to get, um, more comfortable?"
Melissa gave her friend a wan look, "Honestly, I'm so tired I just hope I have the energy to walk home. I guess all the excitement of the past few days is finally catching up to me."
"Huh!" Stephanie gave her a wondering look, "Are you saying you're actually too tired for sex?" she whispered, leaning in close.
"Well, maybe not," Melissa grinned impishly, "But I do think I'd enjoy sex a lot more if I got a little nap first." She looked around now that they had emerged into the daylight from the school door to make sure no one was within earshot before saying with a wry face, "And I actually think I want to skip our welcome home fuck this afternoon," grimacing at Stephanie's incredulous look.
"Wow, you really must be tired," Stephanie observed, a note of concern creeping into her voice.
"Oh, I'm fine," Melissa assured her, sorry she had been whining so much. "I just really want to make sure I get some sleep and then get my homework done. I don't want to miss a minute of the action later. Something tells me it's gonna' be incredibly hot!"
"Hmm, you may be right about that," Stephanie grinned with a gleam in her eye.
"Right about what?" Brad asked eagerly as he stepped close to the girls from where he had been waiting for them at the sidewalk.
"Right that tonight is going to be awesome!" his sister leered. "That's the good news."
"Oh? What's the bad news?" Brad asked suspiciously.
"The bad news is that our slutty girlfriend is actually too tired for sex right now and needs to take a nap and do her homework when we get home so she has enough energy to get with it later," Stephanie informed her brother.
Melissa expected Brad to be disappointed, but he just nodded and said, "Yeah, that makes sense." He took Melissa's hand and smiled shyly at her. "How are you feeling? Other than tired," he asked solicitously.
Melissa gave her boyfriend a tender look. "Oh, I'm still sore, but it's not bad. And I know it will miraculously feel better the minute we start fucking later," she promised.
He grinned in lewd anticipation. "I can't wait. You really do get turned on by, uh, enemas?" he wanted to know.
"Oh, yeah," she nodded with a smile. "Not like Keith. I swear, I've never seen him so turned on. Except for maybe the first time he fucked you," she allowed, which made Brad blush charmingly. "You'll see. The sensation is hard to describe. I don't know if you'll like it or not, but it's cool if you don't. The hardest part is holding it all inside you; the longer you hold it, the more you feel like you have to shit it all out."
Brad crinkled his nose. "It sounds kind of gross," he ventured.
"In some ways, it is," Melissa agreed. "The smell isn't nice at all. But then everyone takes a shower, and you're all cleaned up, both inside and out," she assured him.
"And your mom taught you this?" Brad persisted, obviously enthralled.
"Well, Mom showed me and then I did it to both her and Keith," Melissa explained. "Only I couldn't exactly get into all that with your dad."
"Yeah, I guess not," Brad nodded. "I sure will be glad when they finally get together and everything is out in the open."
"You and me both," Melissa agreed with a vigorous nod of her head, and Stephanie nodded her agreement as well. From there, their conversation moved on to the way their parents had had phone sex the previous night and speculation about how soon it would be before they actually fucked.
"Well, it might be as soon as Saturday on the way back from the airport," Stephanie predicted with a laugh.
"Yeah, maybe," Melissa agreed," But I don't know. Mom's got this funny notion in her head that she wants the time to be just right. So who knows? I doubt they'll be able to hold out much past the next weekend when your dad gets back, though. At least I plan to keep Mom in such a state of sexual craziness the entire week that she won't be able to think straight," she swore with an intense look.
"Well, that sounds like fun," Stephanie drawled.
"Oh, I expect you both to do your part," Melissa said, giving both brother and sister meaningful looks.
"I think we can do that," Stephanie promised with a wicked leer, and her brother nodded with eager anticipation.
By now, they had reached the Muller front door. Brad unlocked it and, true to her word, Melissa excused herself, saying, "I know you guys have to do your piano practice. Please wake me up when you're both done, okay? I don't want to sleep longer than that and I really do want to get done with my homework early this evening."
Stephanie and her brother promised to do as she asked and Melissa trundled wearily up the stairs, stripping off her clothing as she ascended, and flopped, exhausted, onto Stephanie's bed. She was asleep even before the first notes of piano scales drifted up from the living room.
"Mel?" Melissa heard Stephanie's voice whispering softly in her ear and fluttered her eyes open.
"Huh?" she mumbled groggily, "Is it time to get up?"
"'Fraid so, love," Stephanie answered kindly. "You wanted us to wake you up when we were done with our piano practice. We're done," she explained.
"Ohhh," Melissa groaned, heaving herself up to a sitting position. "Thanks." She grinned to see that her young lover had removed all her clothing. "Did you practice piano in the nude?" she asked with a leer.
"Uh-huh," Stephanie nodded with a grin. "Brad, too. We started doing that the other day when we stripped the minute we got through the front door and decided it was more fun that way. Although," she grimaced, "The pedals are cold on my feet at first."
"Well, I guess everything is more fun in the nude," Melissa smiled.
"Yep. Except maybe ice skating," Stephanie said thoughfully.
"Yeah, I guess there are some times when clothes are okay," Melissa allowed. "Do you want to do your homework at the desk today? It seems like you've had to do it on the bed the last couple of days."
"Actually, I like doing it on the bed," her lover answered. "Go ahead and take the desk."
They had been hard at work on the studies for nearly ninety minutes when Stephanie's father poked his head in the door. "Hello, my loves. Are you ready for some dinner?"
Stephanie looked up and smiled broadly when she saw that her father was as naked as they were. His huge cock was already starting to swell just from his casual ogling of the two pubescent girls. "Starving," Stephanie admitted. "And really horny," she added with a smoldering glance at her fathers growing erection. "We – well, Melissa, mostly – wanted to get right to work on homework instead of our usual afternoon sex so she wouldn't miss anything later."
John nodded his approval at Melissa. "Very good. I'm glad to know you're capable of deferred gratification."
"What's that mean?" Melissa asked suspiciously, not sure if she was being made fun of or not.
"It means willingly putting off something you want now in order to get something you want more later," he explained as the two girls got to their feet. "It's one of the big differences between children and grownups, so I'm pleased you're displaying your adulthood," he added seriously. "And I think you'll find it worth the wait. I've got some surprises for you downstairs."
"Really? What?" Stephanie asked eagerly.
"Now if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?" her father asked with a droll expression. "Deferred gratification, remember?"
Stephanie huffed impatiently but both girls enthusiastically followed John downstairs after he had stuck his head in the boys' room to deliver the same message.
Dinner proved to be a large bucket of take-out fried chicken and assorted side dishes, but what immediately riveted all the young people's attention were the several plastic shopping bags on the kitchen table. With a proud look on his face, John rummaged through the bags and took out not one but four vibrators, all of them nearly identical to the one Melissa owned. He handed them out to Keith, Brad, and Stephanie, and then gave the fourth to Melissa, commenting, "I know you've already got one, but I know you well enough to know that sometimes one isn't enough."
"Hmmphhh," Melissa grunted, not sure whether to be insulted or flattered, but she accepted the gift anyway.
"Thanks, Daddy!" Stephanie cried. "I thought you'd forgotten all about what you promised. But didn't you get one for yourself?"
"Yes, I'm sorry it kind of slipped my mind with all the other excitement. And yes, I absolutely got one for myself. I like a vibrator up my ass as much as everyone else here," and he pulled out another vibrator that was considerably larger than the others.
"Oooh," Melissa breathed, impressed. "Could I try that one, too, sometime?"
"That's our Melissa!" Stephanie guffawed. "The more she can shove up her holes, the happier she is!"
"Hey!" Melissa protested weakly, "I just said I wanted to try it. I like this size just fine, too," she asserted, holding up the shiny cylinder and twisting the knob. A low humming sound filled the room. "Aw, isn't your dad so thoughtful," she giggled. "He even put batteries in them first." And then, to everyone's lascivious astonishment, she put the buzzing instrument into her mouth, coating it thoroughly with her saliva, and then pushing it firmly up into her cunt hole, gasping with pleasure at the sensation. She sat down on the chair in front of her, burying the sex toy completely in her vagina, murmuring rather breathlessly, "Thanks, John. It's perfect."
"Well!" John gulped, his cock coming rapidly to attention, "It's nice to see a gift appreciated."
Looking at each other, the three other youth's grinned and quickly turned their vibrators on. Seeing what they were up to, John said, "Hang on a minute, here's something else you might find useful," and he reached into his shopping bags once more to pull out several tubes of lubricating gell. "I thought it would be useful to have these in all the bedrooms and around the house whenever they're needed."
"Whoa!" Keith exhaled, impressed. He accepted a tube from John, as did Brad and Stephanie, and opened it to apply a liberal coating to the vibrator as well as slipping a dollop into his own anus before inserting the buzzing vibrator up his ass. "Ohhh, God!" he groaned in erotic bliss at the sensation.
Brad and Stephanie quickly followed suit, and Melissa was interested to see that Stephanie shoved hers up her ass instead of her cunt. Clearly, she was persisting in her idea of wanting to try anal sex with her father later and was trying to get prepared. Both siblings now sat down with the buzzing implements buried in themselves, their eyes already looking a bit glassy.
"Just a couple more things," John announced in a husky voice. His gigantic prick was now jutting straight up and pointed at the ceiling in his excitement. Looking around to be sure he had everyone's attention despite the distractions of their embedded vibrators, he pulled out three white, flat, plastic packets.
"Okay, what are those?" Brad demanded. Melissa and Keith, however, shot each other knowing glances but wisely kept their mouths shut.
"These," John explained, "Are waterproof matress covers. Since at least one of us," and he looked meaningfully at Melissa, "Can't help but indulging in water sports when she fucks, I figured I might as well bow to the inevitable and be prepared for it. So once these are on the beds, people can piss all they want and it'll be fine. In fact," he added, bringing over five 2-liter soda bottles to the table, "I want all of us to drink an entire bottle with dinner so we'll be ready to give our hot little redhead just as much as she wants later."
"Really?!!" Melissa cried with delight. "That's an amazing idea! Will you all do that? Please?" she begged everyone so sincerely that they all agreed with indulgent smiles.
"Provided," John held up a cautionary finger and looking directly at Melissa, "You help by putting these covers on all the beds, remaking them – well, except for the one in the master; you can leave that one turned down – and being sure you launder any and all bedding that gets wet. Can you do that?"
Melissa sprang to her feet so rapidly that the vibrator slipped out of her cunt and clattered onto the chair seat, but she didn't care. She flung herself into John's arms and began kissing him passionately. Her kiss was returned just as appreciatively by John, and lingered until Melissa gasped as she felt the vibrator being pushed back into her vagina from behind.
She whirled around to see Brad grinning at her. "Sorry," he said innocently, "But you seemed to have dropped something."
"Oh, you guys!" Melissa blurted, looking around at the other occupants of the room, "You are- you're just the best and I love you all so much!"
"Well, we love you, too, Melissa," John spoke for all of them. "And now that the Christmas-come-early is over, how about if we sit down and eat."
As they started to get into their chairs and reach for the food, Stephanie asked sweetly, "But Daddy, aren't you going to put in your vibrator, too? I think it would be interesting to have our dinner that way."
Giving his daughter a look that indicated she wasn't fooling anyone, John nevertheless opened his own tube of lubricant, applied it liberally to his own, larger vibrator, and pushed it firmly up into his anus after switching it on. "There," he announced. "Is everyone happy?"
"More than happy," Melissa confirmed, panting a little. The persistent vibrations in her pussy were starting to have a decided effect.
"Good," John nodded, giving Melissa a look of keen interest. "Then let's all eat. And don't forget to drink all your bottle, too," he reminded everyone as he took his seat. He started passing the chicken and other dishes around the table and soon all were wolfing down their food, washing it down with gulps of the soda. The girls chose to pour their soda into the plastic cups John had put out, but all the males chose to simply swill directly from the bottles.
"So?" John asked after everyone's initial hunger was sated, "What do you think of vibrators at mealtime?"
Brad spoke up first. "It's really cool," he grinned. "The weirdest thing is that my dick is, like, permanently hard. I mean, really hard," he emphasized.
His sister reached under the table and her eyes grew wide, "It's true. God! He's incredibly hard. I think he likes a vibrator up his ass, everyone," she giggled.
"Yeah, I think we already knew that," Keith laughed. "But yeah, it's having the same effect on me."
Stephanie reached under the table again to her other side and, grasping Keith's rock-hard organ, giggled, "Holy shit! That's incredible. I wonder how much harder they'd get if we were actually doing anything sexy?"
"Oh, I think this is pretty darn sexy by itself," her father responded in a voice thick with growing arousal. "And I'm beginning to think this maybe wasn't such a good idea before everyone's homework is done. It's going to be hard to keep concentration."
"Oh, it's definitely hard," his daughter sniggered. She looked over at Melissa. "How about you? You haven't said anything."
The reason Melissa hadn't joined the conversation was that she was feeling a climax steadily building up deep within her. She had tried to suppress it, but was struggling. She reached out with both hands and gripped the table, panting loudly.
Stephanie's eyes flew open wide. "My God, girlfriend! Are you coming?"
Melissa couldn't contain herself any longer. "Oh, fuck, yes!" she cried, gasping as the orgasm inexorably built within her. "I'm- oh, God! I'm sorry, guys! Hoh! Hoh! Hoh! I tried- hunnnggghhh! I tried to hold it in- haaaggghhh! Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, fuck! But I can't!"
"Go for it," John encouraged, his eyes gleaming with lust. "No one here minds."
With that permission given, Melissa surrendured herself utterly to the climax that broke over her, shrieking at the top of her lungs as each new, rhythmic spasm wracked her plump, jiggling flesh, making her shudder and writhe in her chair as she desperately clung to the table. She realized that she should pull the insistently buzzing sex toy out from her cunt hole, but she couldn't even think straight let alone find the coordination to accomplish such a feat.
With the constant reinforcement of sexual stimulation, she felt another orgasm start even before the initial climax had fully receded, and then another. She vaguely heard John warn, "She's going! Hold her up, Keith!" and felt her brother's strong arms wrapped around her before the roaring in her ears filled her head and her vision contracted to a single point before she completely passed out.
When she came to, she blinked blearily and looked around to find that she was lying on the sofa in the family room where someone had thoughtfully carried her, and they had also put a light blanket over her. She felt down between her legs and discovered the offending vibrator had been removed.
"It's right here if you actually want it again," she heard Brad's voice from beside her. She looked to the side and saw her boyfriend holding up her silent vibrator with a dubious expression.
"Uh, no, thanks," Melissa answered quickly. "I just wanted to make sure it wasn't lost inside me. That's, well, it's happened before," she winced. "How long have I been out? And did you carry me in here?"
`Only about ten minutes," Brad answered. "Dad carried you in, but I said I'd stay with you until you woke up again."
Melissa gave her boyfriend a tender look. "You really are such a love, Brad."
He blushed and said gallantly, "I love being able to take care of you. How are you feeling now? You ready to finish your dinner?"
"Shit!" she cursed, "I really messed things up for everyone, didn't I?"
"Not at all," Brad reassured her with a smile. "I think Steph and Keith just finished and went upstairs to finish their homework. I'll join you, though, and we can finish our supper together."
"That's nice," Melissa acknowledged with a smile, "I'd like that." She pulled herself upright and then stood. Her eyebrows went up when she took a good look at Brad and saw that his prick was still rock-hard and sticking straight up. "Wow," she nodded, impressed, "You're still really hard."
Brad answered with a wry expression, "Yeah, well, I've still got my vibrator going in my ass. I'll have to take it out before I start on my homework again, though, or I won't be able to think about anything but fucking you," he added with a bit of a leer.
"Just me? Not fucking anyone else?" Melissa asked teasingly as she took his hand and they moved back into the kitchen.
"Well, okay," he admitted, "You and everybody else. But I really do like fucking you!" he insisted.
"You know? I've gotten that impression," the redhead replied impishly. "Good thing I really like fucking you, too." He responded with a pleased grin.
"Ah, back to the land of the living, I see," John greeted her as she and Brad entered the kitchen. He was standing at the counter starting to put the supper leftovers away.
"Uh, yeah," Melissa smiled weakly. "Thanks for carrying me to the sofa. I guess I kind of overdid it again, didn't I?"
"Well, I wouldn't go that far," John replied, raising a single eyebrow, "We do all love it when you come that hard, you know. But maybe trying to use a vibrator at the same time as you're eating is something we should, um, save for special occasions, hmmm?" he suggested.
"Yeah," Melissa nodded in agreement, "Or at least put it in my ass instead of my cunt. It didn't seem like Stephanie was hit as hard as I was." She glanced down at John's body and saw, to her amusement, that his cock was still completely stiff and jutting out from his body. "Looks like you still have yours in, John," she commented with a teasing smile as she and Brad reseated themselves at their places at the table.
"Very observant," John commented, completely shamelessly. "It's a very nice sensation."
"Yes, I can tell. Thanks again for getting them," Melissa said as she began to address her food, then looked up with a sweet expression. "Are you going to keep it in when you talk to Mom tonight?" she asked, all innocence.
"Why, what a nice thought," John replied, refusing to rise to the bait. "I'm glad you thought of it."
"Yeah, like you hadn't already, Dad," Brad remarked, his tone ironic.
"It's still a very nice thought, Son," his father answered mildly.
As they finished up their meals, Melissa groaned, "I'm sorry, John, I'm really full. I can't drink this whole soda bottle right now or I'm going to explode." Brad echoed her sentiment.
"No problem," John answered practically. "Just take them with you when you go to work on your homework. Keith and Stephanie had to do the same. Just do try to hold it in as long as you can so you all have full bladders when we start tonight's fun and games."
"Yeah, okay," Melissa nodded, then added with a frown, "But honestly, I don't think I'll be able to keep from pissing at the same time when I let everything loose after my enema."
"Hmm, you're probably right about that," the older man acknowledged. He shrugged. "But that is really the start of the festivities, so that's fine. Now that you're done," he went on, nodding at the two youth's empty plates, "You'd better get started on the rest of your homework. I'll clean up here. And don't forget about putting the new mattress covers on the beds. You know how they work?"
Stifling a grin, Stephanie replied casually, "Oh, I think I can figure it out. Brad, would you mind helping me? I think it might be easier with two."
"Yeah, sure. I'd like that," Brad replied enthusiastically. He was practically wriggling with happiness at being allowed to do more with Melissa, and she had to bite her lip from laughing at her boyfriend's earnestness. With a sidelong wink at John, they left the kitchen with the mattress covers.
Once they were upstairs, they headed first to Brad's bedroom, where Keith was hunched over a paper and an open textbook. He greeted them in a distracted manner.
"What's the matter, Keith," Melissa asked, not unkindly. "Homework a bitch tonight?"
"Yeah, algebra is kicking my butt," Keith acknowledged with a weary sigh.
"Well, remember, Mom told you to ask John for help on it," his sister remined him.
"Damn! That's right," Keith nodded, shooting Melissa a grateful expression. He stood up, gathering his book and algebra paper and started for the door. He looked back and, taking in Brad's completely tumescent organ, said, "You two behave yourselves," with a knowing grin.
"Oh we will, Bro," Melissa promised him, "But only because I fully intend to misbehave later."
"Sounds good," Keith grinned and left the room.
Once they were alone, Melissa started pulling the bedding off Brad's bed, commenting, "Since your dad only got three covers, let's just put one on your bed, okay? Just remember that if we do any fucking in here, it should be on your bed."
Brad nodded with a smile, and then asked, "Why did you look so funny when Dad asked if you knew how to put these on?" gesturing at the mattress cover he was helping her unfold.
Melissa gave a tight smile, "Because I almost blurted out that I already knew, `cause Mom showed me when she bought them for our beds at home." She sighed, "I will be so glad when I don't have to keep remembering who knows what about who and it will all be out in the open."
Brad nodded his agreement as they firmly tucked the mattress cover in place and began to replace the bedding. "I'd say that day is getting closer and closer. You think they're going to have phone sex again tonight?"
"It sure sounded like it," Melissa grinned. "Only," she paused thoughtfully, "He might hold back a bit tonight so he's all ready to go with the rest of us later."
"True," Brad nodded. "Though the way this thing in my butt makes me feel, it might not take him too long to recover even if he and your mom did come together over the phone."
"I like the way you think, my love," Melissa agreed, shooting him a smoldering look. "Come on! Let's get all this finished so we can get to the real business of tonight!" she urged.
With that incentive in the back of their minds, Melissa and Brad quickly finished with the matress covers in the other two bedrooms and, each picking up their soda bottles where they'd left them at the head of the stairs, parted to their separate bedrooms to work on the rest of their homework.
"How's it going?" Melissa asked Stephanie as she reentered her bedroom, having disturbed her friend once already when she and Brad had come in to work on the bed. Melissa saw that Stephanie had once again sprawled out on the bed in her favorite position for studying. She also saw that her lover had removed her vibrator and placed it on her nightstand. "Easier to study without the distraction, huh?" she gestured at the vibrator.
"Well, yeah," Stephanie replied as if the answer were obvious. "And it's going good. I think I'll be done in a half hour or so. English is a breeze for once; just a vocabulary word matchup thing."
"That's a relief," Melissa heartily agreed as she sat down at the desk and opened her history book to where she'd left off earlier. "I'll save that for last, then."
Just then the house telephone rang. Both girls looked at each other with meaningful expressions. "Think they're going to come together over the phone again?" Stephanie mused.
"I'd definitely bet on it," Meilssa grinned and related John's intention of leaving his vibrator buzzing in his ass when he and her mother spoke, and Brad's supposition about his father's recovery time, which made Stephanie laugh wickedly.
"I think we've found a new secret weapon in our glorious quest to get more and more sex," the black-haired girl commented with a lascivious smile.
"I'm definitely all for that!" Melissa laughed. "It's gotten to the point where it pisses me off to have to eat, go to school, even sleep. God! I just can't stop thinking about sex all the time now. My panties are always completely soaked from the way my cunt is oozing constantly, and I've noticed that we both are starting to leave wet patches and stains on all the chairs in the house from sitting on them in the nude."
"Jeez!" Stephanie groaned. "Dad's gonna' be unhappy when he notices that – I hadn't seen that myself."
"Maybe I'll suggest some waterproof seat cushions to your dad; at least for the chairs we sit in all the time," Melissa nodded seriously.
"Good idea," Stephanie, agreed, and they both returned their concentration on their homework.
Melissa remembered to keep drinking her soda bottle and saw that Stephanie was as well. She finished it about the same time Stephanie had completed her homework, and saw that her lover's bottle was empty, too. "How you doing?" Melissa asked. "Do you have to piss yet?"
Stephanie nodded, "Oh, yeah. I think I can hold out until we all start fucking, though."
"Well, maybe not quite that long," Melissa replied and explained about how diffictult it would be to restrain herself during their enemas.
Stephanie replied, "Good to know. I'm looking forward to seeing what it's all about. Especially," she grinned, "If it's something that really turns both you and your brother on."
"Oh, it does that," Melissa assured her with a smoky look.
"How much more you got to do?" Stephanie asked, a bit impatiently, with a gesture at Melissa's homework.
"Just the English," Melissa sighed with relief. "Why don't you go see how everyone else is doing? Keith might be downstairs with your dad; he was going to ask for his help with his algebra," she advised.
Stephanie nodded. "Be right back," she promised and departed.
She was back in less than ten minutes. "Everyone's ready except you, lady," Stephanie reported.
"Good timing," Melissa grinned. "I just finished," she added as she closed her books and put them and her papers into her backpack.
"Well, come on, then," Stephanie urged impatiently. "We're all waiting in the bathroom. You're going to show me what to do, right?" she queried, looking a bit nervous.
"Sure," Melissa promised, "Or Keith or your dad could, too. It'll be fine, I swear," she added with a reassuring hug as the left the bedroom.
They reached the bathroom and crowded in with the three males already there. The shower was already running and warming up, and they had laid out both enema kits on the counter beside the sink, along with a tube of the lubricant and a bottle of liquid soap. "Wow," Melissa grinned. "You're definitely all prepared."
"Thank your brother," Brad offered. "He got everything organized."
"He's the man, alright," Melissa grinned at Keith. She looked at John, who was watching the proceedings with an interested expression. "So how did your call with Mom go?" she asked the older man sweetly. "Did you leave each other happy again?"
"Not that it's any of your business," John sniffed, trying to look annoyed and failing, "But yes." He couldn't help a smile stealing over his face at the memory.
"Really?" Melissa asked, her eyebrows raised in surprise as she noted his fully erect prick. "You, um, recovered nicely, I see."
To her amazement, the man actually blushed. "Well, yeah," he mumbled, "Thanks to keeping the vibrator in. Don't worry, I'll take it out in a minute when we start the process. Speaking of which," he addressed all the occupants of the steamy bathroom in a blatant attempt to change the subject. "Who wants to be first?"
When no one spoke up immediately, Melissa suggested, "Why don't Keith and I take care of you three, and then we can do each other?"
Stephanie said, "That sounds good. Keith, I'm all yours."
"Oh, God, Steph!" Keith murmured, his eyes wide. "That made my cock twitch!"
"Is that right?" the dark haired girl replied sweetly. "I'll be sure to say it more often, then. Anyway, I'm ready. Tell me what I should do," she requested.
"Just lean over the counter next to the sink," Keith instructed, "And I'll get the nozzle lubed and up your ass."
As Stephanie bent over to comply, Brad looked at Melissa. "You already know I'm all yours. Always," he declared firmly, "But would you like to do me now?"
"With pleasure, my love," Melissa grinned, her eyes already gleaming with arousal. "Just bend over next to your sister." As he did as he was asked, Melissa went on. "First we'll put the nozzle up your butt; it's important to clench down on it to keep everything from leaking out before you're ready," she advised. "It won't seem hard to do at first, but once the soapy water is inside you, it'll get harder and harder to keep it in. But the longer you do, the cleaner you'll get."
"What if I, uh, lose control?" Stephanie asked with a worried expression as Keith filled up the rubber bag with warm, soapy water.
"No big deal, lover," Melissa reassured her. "Try to get to the toilet or into the shower before you let loose if you can, but if you don't, floors clean." She nodded her understanding.
"Ready, Steph?" Keith warned. "I'm ready to start filling you up."
"That sounds really hot the way you say it, Keith," Stephanie murmured with a sultry expression. The expression changed quickly and her eyes flew open as her bowels began to fill. "Wow," she blurted, "That feels – oooh! Really weird."
"Well, I have to warn you, it's going to start feeling uncomfortable soon. At least I think it will," she amended with a sidelong glance at her brother. "Keith may be a special case – the more he gets filled up, the more turned on he gets. But for us mere mortals," she went on, "It may not be as pleasant. Just hold it until you can't anymore, then let it all go. In the toilet or the shower, like I said."
"Hoooofff!" Stephanie grunted, "Yeah, I'm getting really full now."
"You're doing great," Keith coached her. "Okay, it's all inside you. I'm going to pull the tube out again, so be ready to pinch your butt closed really hard, okay?"
Stephanie nodded, looking decidedly glassy-eyed. "Yeah, ready," she grunted with obvious effort. "Oooh," she gasped as she felt the nozzle withdrawn from her anus. "Oh, God! I see what you mean! I've got to shit so bad!" she groaned.
"Don't hold it so long it really hurts," John advised from the other side of the room with a worried expression.
"I'm- hunngghh!" Stephanie grunted, "I'm okay a little bit longer, I think. And I want to see Brad get his," she grinned weakly.
"Brad?" Melissa asked her boyfriend, having filled her bag with warm soapy water now as well. "You ready to get your load?"
"Give it to me," he said with bravado.
"Okay, here it comes," she warned as she lifted the bag above the level of Brad's head.
"Holy- man, that is a fucking strange sensation," Brad commented as the fluid drained into his rectum.
"Just keep your butt hole tight," Melissa commented, "You're doing great."
"How's it going, Steph?" Keith asked his girlfriend soliticously.
"I'm- unnnggghh! I'm hanging in there," Stephanie replied with a bit of a groan.
"You okay if I start on your dad now?" Keith asked her. "You know what to do when you're ready to let it go."
"Yeah, that's fine," she hissed as another abdominal cramp wracked her.
"It helps if you play with yourself at the same time," Melissa advised with a sympathetic grin. "At least it helps distract you."
Stephanie immediately began to finger her cunt, stroking her clitoris vigorously, and nodding, "Yeah, I- hooofff! I see what you mean. C'mon, hurry up with Brad!" she urged, "I want us to let it out together in the shower."
"Almost done," Melissa reported. "You ready to clamp down hard?" she asked Brad.
"Yep, do it," the boy confirmed, giving only a soft exhalation as he felt the nozzle being pulled out.
"You're all set, love," Melissa told him. "You and Steph can get in the shower. Keep playing with each other until you let it go," she suggested. "If you can actually make each other come while you're letting it out, it's really kind of an amazing feeling."
"Wow, okay," Stephanie grinned tightly, her face screwed up with the effort of restraining her gurgling bowels. "Come on, Bro, let's do it," she urged Brad and both stepped into the shower together.
"John?" Keith grinned at his male lover, "You ready?"
"Oh, my God, yes!" John breathed excitedly. He reached around behind him and extracted the vibrator from his ass, switching it off and placing it in the sink. His cock remained impossibly stiff, a massive rod of pulsing flesh protruding from his lean body. He bent over the sink, eagerly awaiting the anal intrusion.
Keith relubricated the nozzle on his apparatus and pushed it into John's ass. Melissa, growing impatient, asked, "Hey Bro, you mind if I start on you now, too?"
He shot his sister a grin dripping with unabashed lust. "I can't wait," he said simply.
So as Keith filled the bottle to empty into John's bowels, Melissa greased her nozzle and easily inserted it into her brother's ass, causing her to remark, "You're gonna' have to tighten up more than that, brother dear. That went in way too easily."
"Hey, I know," he protested as he lifted his bag and began to allow it to fill John's nether regions. "I just wanted to make it easier for you." He clenched his butt cheeks in an exaggerated fashion so Melissa would know he was being diligent in his responsibilities.
"Okay," she laughed, "Just making sure you hadn't forgotten how this works."
"As if!" Keith murmured a little breathlessly as he felt the fluid from his sister's enema bag begin to enter his rectum. "Okay, John, you're all full. I'm pulling out now," he warned.
"Ready," the older man confirmed, and Keith pulled the nozzle out from John's butt.
At the same time, Melissa informed her brother that he was now filled and she was ready to remove his tube. "Ready," he nodded, perspiration already forming on his face. Melissa carefully withdrew
At that moment, they could all hear loud gasps and groans emanating from behind the shower curtain. "How are you kids doing in there?" he called out to his children. "Still holding it in?"
"Huunnggggh!" gasped Stephanie from the tub area, "I'm- hoh! Trying. Brad's- uuunnnggghhh! Fingering my clit and fucking my ass! Hoh! Oh, God! He's plugging my ass- haaggghhh! With his cock, Daddy! I'm- oh, fuck! Oh, holy fuck! I'm going to shit all over his- hunnnggghhh! His cock when I come!"
"Shit!" John murmured, clearly as impressed as he was aroused. "Hang on if you can," he urged. "We just have to fill Melissa up and then we'll join you. I really want to see that!"
"W- we'll try, Daddy!" Stephanie grunted with obvious effort.
"Okay, then," John grimaced, obviously fighting the cramping in his intestines, "We're on the clock now. Let's get you ready, young lady," he directed Melissa and rather forcefully bent her over the counter, shoving the enema nozzle up her bung as Keith, whose cock was now almost impossibly hard and purple with his extreme arousal, fumbled with the enema bag and began to fill it.
Working together, John and Keith got Melissa's bag filled, raised, and draining into her willing butthole. For her part, Melissa immediately started fingering her own clit, ratcheting up her already high erotic arousal.
When Keith felt John's fingers encircle his stiff prick, though, he had to warn him, "God! Don't do that! Sorry, John, but I'm already so close, it's going to be all I can do to keep from coming until I can get in the shower!"
John pulled his fingers away quickly but laughed and told Keith to get in the shower with the others, promising that he and Melissa would be right behind him.
"I like you right behind me," Keith grinned flirtatiously at John back over his shoulder as he stepped behind the curtain.
"Wow," Melissa groaned despite her struggle to contain her surging innards, "That sounded like an invitation to me."
"It definitely did," John agreed. "You're full, lovely girl. Ready for me to pull this out so we can join the others?"
"More than ready," Melissa nodded, sighing as she felt the intruding enema nozzle slip out of her anus. She squeezed tightly down on her sphincter to keep anything from escaping. "Wait," she said to John, though, before he could move into the shower. She quickly seized the tube of lubricating gel and squirted a long line of it along the length of the man's humongous hard-on, rubbing it all over with her hand to coat John's member completely. "There," she announced with satisfaction. "Now you can give Keith the same treatment Brad's giving your daughter."
John blinked, startled at her brazen audacity, before breaking out into a huge grin. "You really are a complete slut and and a total pervert!" he said fervently. "I love it!"
"I thought you would," Melissa agreed simply. "Shall we?" she asked, gesturing for John to precede her.
`Oh, ladies first," John said gallantly, holding the curtain aside for Melissa. Her bowels were already sending her urgent messages so she didn't want to take any time arguing. Instead, she meekly got into the shower, struggling to keep her cramping guts contained as she stepped over the tub wall.
She laughed aloud, though, as soon as she saw what was going on, for Keith had already positioned himself behind Brad and was fucking his boy-lover's ass for all he was worth, slamming his hips into Brad's butt cheeks with audible slapping sounds, a noise which was complemented by the similar sound of Brad's hips slapping against his sister's ass on the off-strokes. She stepped quickly around the writhing, rutting bodies to stand in front of Stephanie and slide her hand down into the dark-haired girl's pussy, gently pushing Brad's fingers aside and beginning to stroke her lover's clit.
"Ohhhhh!" Stephanie moaned, "Thank God! I don't- hunnnngghhhh! Think I can last- unnngghhh! Any longer!"
"Don't, lover," Melissa encouraged. "I'm going to make you come really hard right now and then you're going to push everything out as fast as you can. You ready?"
"Huuhhgggg!' Yeah!" she gasped. "Oh, fuck! I'm there! Do it, lover! Fuck me! Make me come!" she pleaded.
Melissa began to buzz Stephanie's clit has hard and fast as she could with her fingers, oblivious now to the nearly unbearable demands her own bowels were making on her. She did look up in time to see her brother's eyes fly wide open and hear his startled cry of joy as he felt John push his huge, completely hard cock deeply into his ass and begin to pound him ferociously. Then her attention was completely on Stephanie as she felt the girl's clit begin to throb with the telltale pulsations of orgasm.
"Fuck her, Brad!" Melissa screamed, "She's coming! Fuck her and come in your sister while she squirts all over you!" She was nearly out of her mind with arousal; the combination of the erotic and painful sensations coupled with the sheer and utter depravity of the scene that was unfolding were making the pubescent redhead's head swim.
Suddenly, the air was filled with a foul, pungent reek as Stephanie's bowels emptied onto the floor of the tub. Melissa could even feel some of the slimy, lumpy fluid from Stephanie's powerfully squirting anus working its way forward and dripping onto her fingers as they continued to frig her young lover. She held her fingers quickly up into the shower stream to rinse them and then brought them back into Stephanie's vulva to continue teasing her friend.
"No- no more!" Stephanie begged as her rhythmic clitoral pulses began to fade. "Oh, God, Brad! I can still feel you coming in me!"
"I- hunngghh!" Brad grunted, "I know. And Keith's coming in me!!"
Melissa looked up and saw her brother's face wrenched into the now familiar orgasmic rictus she had come to love, and then her eyes followed further back to see John's face wearing an eerily similar look as he emptied his jism into Keith's ass at the same time.
By now, the stench in the enclosed shower stall was so intense it was hard to keep from gagging. Only the extreme sexual excitement she was experiencing allowed Melissa to keep from retching. But then she felt Stephanie's fingers close on either side of her turgid clit and begin to slide rapidly up and down along it.
That was all it took. With a hoarse shriek, Melissa succumbed to the overpowering waves of her climax and finally relaxed the death-grip she had been maintaining on her own sphincter, allowing the foetid contents within to escape down the the tub floor and down the drain. She screamed and cried, shuddered and writhed as each new rhythmic spasm wrenched her rounded, preteen body, and kept pushing squirt after squirt out of her completely relaxed anus, reveling in the sensation of relief and sexual pleasure.
"Ohhhh, my God!" she groaned at last as the last convulsion in her cunt faded. She looked up at her companions, whose faces all wore variations on the theme of dazed amazement. "Pretty incredible, huh?" she asked. "Is everybody empty now?"
"Oh, fuck! Totally," Keith grinned. "Balls, ass, cock, everything empty."
Melissa saw John just shaking his head. "What, John? Too much for you?" she teased, still panting from her lewd exertions.
"Damn near," he admitted with a weak grin. "Every time I think the five of us couldn't possibly do anything more kinky, sexy, and amazing, then we do."
"It was incredible," Brad admitted, but he wrinkled his nose. "But damn! It really stinks in here!"
"No problem," Keith assured him from his place behind the eighth-grade boy. "Now we just have to push all the shit down the drain and get it washed off our bodies."
"Yeah, okay," Brad agreed, and began to push the foul lumps on the tub floor with his feet in the direction of the drain, and the others began to follow suit.
As they all worked to clear the mess, Melissa asked Stephanie softly, "So? Are you okay?"
"Way more than okay," Stephanie whispered back as she began to soap up Melissa's body and scrub her up and down. "So yeah, I get it. I can see the appeal."
"Really?" Melissa cried, delightedly hugging her friend and lover. "That's so cool. So you might want to do it again some time?"
"Definitely," she nodded. "Only next time, I want to get to actually see the effect on Keith."
"I promise!" Melissa giggled.
"What are you saying about me?" Keith, who heard his name mentioned, demanded.
"Just that the next time we do this, she wants to get to watch how much it turns you on," Melissa explained with a grin.
"Oh, well, yeah, sure," her brother answered bashfully. "I'm glad she wants to do it again, too."
"Me, too," Melissa responded with a loving glance at Stephanie, who batted her eyes, making Melissa giggle.
"Hey, if you guys are all clean now, how about you let someone else under the water with the soap," John suggested from his place at the end of the line of nude bodies in the tub.
"You ready?" Melissa asked Stephanie.
"Almost, Dad," Stephanie called. "I've still got to wash Mel's ass out."
"Yeah, okay, that's important," her father replied in an amused tone.
Eventually, everyone was able to scrub their bodies down and exit the tub. After they were dried off, John asked Melissa and Keith to clean up the enema kits while he and his children got the master bedroom ready for the remaining events of the evening.
"So?" Melissa asked Keith with a sidelong glance at him as they stood side by side at the bathroom sink, scrubbing off the enema apparatus, "Were enemas as good as you remembered?"
"Oh, God, Sis!" Keith exclaimed fervently. "This was even better than the first time! I felt like I was going to come from the minute I got filled up. But when John started fucking me, my God! I thought I was going to pass out like you do." He smiled shyly at his sister. "So yeah, even better than I remembered."
"Why were you so surprised when John started to fuck you?" Melissa asked with a frown. "You'd basically invited him to do just that."
"I did?" Keith looked puzzled.
"Well, what else did you mean when you told John in that flirty, sexy way how much you loved having him behind you?" Melissa snorted. "I mean, both John and I thought it sounded like a clear invitation. I even made sure his cock was all lubed up for you before he got in there."
"You did?" he asked with a pleased expression. "I guess, when I said that, I kind of meant, like, in general. It never occurred to me that he'd think I meant right then. But I'm so glad he did," he sighed with a dreamy expression.
"Wow, Bro," Melissa commented with a serious expression, "Someone might actually think you're in love."
"I am, Mel," he answered just as earnestly. "Yeah, I love all of you, and I love being able to do the things we all do together. But John is – I don't know, it's hard to explain."
"It's okay, Keith, I get it. I really do," Melissa assured him. "He was not only your first man, but the first person to completely get who you are, all of you, I mean."
"Yeah, that's it!" Keith smiled gratefully. "I should have known you'd understand. I think maybe it's kind of like the way you feel about Stephanie. I know you love all of us, but we all can see that there's something deeper and special about what you have together."
"You are very wise, brother of mine," Melissa told him with genuine affection. She glanced down at the enema equipment they were still idly scrubbing in the lavatory sink. "I, uh, think it's all clean now, Keith," she suggested gently. "Let's leave it to dry and go see what the others are up to. Only," she paused.
"What?" Keith asked, raising his eyebrows inquiringly.
"I think maybe we should grab all the vibrators," she explained, picking up John's large one from where he had left it in the bathroom. "Something tells me these are going to be an important part of the fun. Not to mention pissing," she giggled, "Though I'm willing to bet everyone emptied their bladders at the same time they emptied their asses. I sure did!" she smiled in fond reminiscence.
"Yeah, I did too," Keith admitted with a twinkle in his eye. "Right up Brad's ass, too, after I'd come."
"Ohhhh, my God, Keith!" Melissa groaned as a surge of desire coursed through her. "That is so fucking hot! My insides are all fluttery just thinking about that. You are so doing that to me later – promise me!" she demanded.
"Yeah, sure," he grinned, then gave a wry look, "Actually I'm kind of surprised we never thought of trying that before. It really does sound like something right up your alley."
"It really does, doesn't it?" Melissa replied, her voice thickening with arousal at the idea. "Peeing in my pussy, too. I mean, I'd like to try that, too."
"Of course you would," her brother smiled indulgently. "Here, I'll grab the extra vibrators from Brad's room and you can get the ones from Stephanie's," he suggested. Melissa readily agreed and they quickly went off on their respective errands.