The Country
Cottage (Part 4)
The Enlightenment
Dan
With the soft touch on
my right ass cheek, I broke off the kiss with Lisa and looked
down in surprise at Father John.
He was a short man,
probably no taller than five foot four or five with a fringe
of white hair surrounding the pink top of his balding head.
There was an impish grin on his face, a hint of laughter
sparkled in his mesmerizing gray eyes and a surprisingly long
and thick dick sticking straight out from his body, a cock
well out of proportion to the rest of his body.
“I do hope I am
not interrupting,” he said softly, keeping his hands on
both of us as he spoke, “but I needed a cold beer and
did want a chance to chat with you both.”
Lisa smiled weakly as
I bent to fish a cold beer from the cooler. When I glanced up
at her, I could see her eyes darting back and forth from
Father John's face to his impressive dick. I handed him the
beer and put my arm around my wife's waist, letting my hand
drop enough to caress her bare ass. Lisa leaned in to me
before she spoke.
“So, Father,
what is it you wanted to discuss with us?”
He took a long sip of
the beer, his eyes clearly appraising us before he said
another word.
“Oh nothing much
really much, just a bit of a 'getting to know you' sort of
chat before the confessions and inductions tomorrow.”
“You mean all
this tonight is not the induction?” I asked
incredulously, looking around at the various entangled,
moaning bodies on the scattered mattresses.
“Oh no, hardly,”
he laughed heartily, “tonight is the wedding
rehearsal...practice if you will...before the actual
ceremonies tomorrow.”
“Practice?
Really? This seems a bit more...um...involved than that,”
Lisa exclaimed, gesturing around the room with the hand that
was not resting on my ass.
“Trust me, this
is just a hint of how...loving...the family is with one
another,” he chuckled taking another swig of his beer.
“I'm guessing you have only gotten the barest of hints
what we are all about so far.”
Lisa and I just looked
at each other. We we both blushing slightly not sure how to
put into words some of the things we had already seen that
aroused us both. Lisa moaned softly what Father John gently
squeezed her other ass cheek before continuing. My dick
stiffened a little seeing how casually and intimately he
touched my wife as I stood next to them.
“I suppose some
of what you've both learned in the last few hours came as
something of a shock. It usually does when newcomers are first
introduced to the family. Perhaps a brief history will help.”
He finished the beer,
tossed the empty bottle into a trash bin and asked me to get
another. When I turned back to them, he was twirling one of my
wife's nipples between two fingers.
Lisa smiled brightly
as he took her hand and, without asking permission from either
of us, wrapped her fingers round the head of his stiff cock.
My own dick was hard as well when Lisa took it in her other
hand.
“Hmm, do you
think that will fit inside you comfortably?” I whispered
in Lisa's ear as I handed Father John the beer, then flicked
my tongue around her earlobe.
“Quite nicely, I
am sure,” she moaned lowly, “especially with you
by my side.”
She leaned her head on
my shoulder and closed her eyes, her fingers rhythmically
opening and closing on my throbbing dick. I was sure she was
fondling Father John in exactly the same way as he started to
speak again.
“As you know,
The Cottage Inn was established in 1832. Originally, it was a
farm house sufficiently distant from any curious neighbors
that Miles Davies and his sister Anne could live without
unwanted intrusion. Occasionally, they would provide shelter
and a meal for travelers and, after word spread by word of
mouth, they took in more and more regularly.”
“Shortly after
their first child was born, a girl named Martha, a man and a
woman stopped for the night. No one knows for sure exactly
what happened next, but that couple ended up staying and that
became the foundation of the family.”
“Between them,
Anne and Evelyn, the other woman's name, had something like
fifteen children, a half dozen of which grew to adulthood.
They didn't keep really precise records in those days, but
apparently both women fathered children by both men. When they
came of age, their daughters also bore children by first their
fathers and then their brothers. Thus the family originated
and developed to what it is today.”
“Bob and Carol
are the tenth generation proprietors of this place and leading
members of the family. As is traditional, a woman's first
child is fathered by her husband/brother and the second by
their own father.”
“In this case,
Bob fathered Ted and Carol was impregnated with Alice by their
father, George. Bob and Ted both gave Alice girls who
currently reside at the private family school my sister Rose
and I run. When they are of age, they will be inducted
formally into the family and learn the family business here.”
With that, Father John
stopped for a moment and sipped his beer with an impish gleam
in his eyes. It occurred to me that practice and homework
could take on an entirely different meaning in such a school.
Lisa dreamily opened
her eyes, her shallow breathing telling me she was extremely
aroused by some combination of the story, the throbbing dicks
in her hands and Father John's fingers caressing her breast.
She idly smeared a drop of my precum over the head of my cock
with her thumb. I knew without even touching her that her
pussy was sopping wet.
“Of course, all
of this can get pretty confusing at times and Bob does
yeoman's work keeping it all straight. A family tree probably
would look pretty much like someone threw a box of uncooked
spaghetti on the floor.”
“Today, the
family numbers in the thousands that we know about,” he
continued “and it is all we can do to accommodate
members here. About twenty five years ago, the sheer demand
dictated that only family members, either in good standing or
recently identified, could be accommodated.”
“But we are not
in the family,” I protested, “and didn't even know
such a place existed until we got here. Lisa found it on the
web and we thought it sounded charming.”
Father John just
chuckled and finished his beer, tossing the empty into the
trash bin before putting his hand on Lisa's ass again. He drew
her closer and leaned forward to lick one of her erect nipples
before looking directly at me.
“Well, Bob is
extremely thorough, so I assume there must be a connection
somewhere. You would be surprised how many unidentified
members of the family we find now and again. With that, I will
take your lovely wife over to that mattress and introduce her
to my very sweet and ever horny granddaughter.”
Lisa kept her hand on
his thick dick as he led her to a platform about fifteen feet
away. Nora, his granddaughter and bride-to-be the next day,
lay between Ted and Will. Both their cocks were limp and
creamy cum seeped from her gaping cunt and crusted in her
pussy hair..
Nora got up as her
grandfather approached, moved to the next empty mattress and
sat down smiling at him and Lisa. He lay down and pulled Lisa
to his other side. Nora grinned at Lisa and added her hand to
Father John's cock.
Ever so slowly, they
started stroking him up and down, a wide grin on his face as
he took turns giving both of them deep tongue lashing kisses.
My cock throbbed even more, realizing my wife would soon taste
that old man's cum as he filled her mouth or feel his warm
semen gushing inside her pussy.
I started to follow,
knowing Lisa wanted me close but was intercepted after only a
few steps by Alice and Casey. Without a word, Alice grabbed my
dick and Casey, my balls, then pulled me with them to an empty
mattress next to Lisa. I buried my face between Alice's large
soft tits as Casey took my cock into her mouth.
When I heard Lisa moan
loudly, I looked over and she gazed directly into my eyes for
a moment then turned to passionately kiss Nora. Father John's
cock was buried deep in my wife's cunt as she rode him and her
pussy juices splashed onto both their thighs.
I kept my eyes locked
on Lisa, even as young Casey pushed me down on my back and
lowered herself down over my throbbing dick, only losing sight
of her when Alice straddled my face and lowered her dripping
slit to my eager tongue.
Lisa
Father John's
unexpected touch on my ass surprised me while adding to my
flood of emotions and excitement. The very idea a priest stood
naked next to me and my husband and touched me quite
intimately had my head spinning.
He was so gentle
and courteous and yet confident as he spoke.
“I do hope I
am not interrupting anything, but I felt I should introduce
myself.”
Dan was taken aback
by the old man’s appearance but did manage to respond.
“No, of
course not, Father, what is it you wanted to discuss with us?”
He was a short
little man with an impish grin. I couldn’t help looking
at his penis as he stood opposite me.
It was huge.
Obviously he had
been more than chatting with other members of the family as a
creamy residue was still dribbling out of the top of his half
hard cock. He caught my eye looking downwards at him.
“Do you like
it, Lisa?” he asked with a merry chuckle.
Normally I would
have been appalled at such a comment from an old man I hardly
knew. In this venue, however, I felt much more liberated to
tell how I truly felt. I could see that Dan was in his own
little fantasy world so I whispered so that my husband
couldn’t hear.
“Yes Father.
I like it...a lot. It’s so much bigger than my
husband’s.”
“I wanted to
explain a few more things about your induction tomorrow.
Tonight is simply a get together to find out little secrets,”
he chuckled.
“So this is
not the full induction Father?” Dan muttered. I could
see Dan was as surprised as I was.
“No Dan, we
will have the bigger family participating. It may be a bit of
a shock to you both but I know you will enjoy it.”
Father John
laughed, took my hand in his and placed it on his stiffening
cock. Dan leaned over to whisper in my ear as I took his dick
into my other hand.
“Hmm, do you
think that will fit inside you comfortably?” my husband
asked me looking down at the older man's cock in my hand.
“Quite
nicely, I am sure, especially with you by my side.” I
moaned, feeling my pussy twitch and a few drops of my juices
dribbling down my inner thigh. I was sure Father John would
fit inside me quite nicely indeed.
For the next half
hour or so, he explained some things to us. He told us that
the Cottage Family had been established in 1832 and explained
about the main events and transitions that had happened over
all those years.
All the time he was
talking he had his arm around me and was openly touching me
very intimately. He squeezed my breasts as he nuzzled my neck.
It was all very sensuous...and so very blatant...especially as
it was right in front of my husband.
“Your wife
has nice tits, Dan, and a lovely ass too,” he finally
said as he finished a second beer.
Dan mumbled
something. We had fantasized in the past about situations like
this where Dan had acted out the part of a cuckold. This was
so strange...and so arousing. It was like a fantasy come true.
I wondered how it would end. After another few moments, Father
John simply put both arms around me and kissed me full on the
mouth.
As I felt his
tongue probing I opened my mouth and responded in kind. His
body pushed into my breasts and I felt his huge penis push
full length into my tummy.
It was glorious.
I wondered if he
intended to have me right then and there standing up in front
of my husband. To be honest I was quite willing...eager even.
From Dan’s demeanor and stiffness, I was sure he had no
objection either. Then I felt the old man pull away.
“I must take
you wife over to the mattress and introduce her to Nora, my
sweet granddaughter,” he told Dan.
I had met Nora
earlier. She was quite a pretty young girl who was due to be
married the next day. As Father John led me across the room, I
was conscious of his hand dropping behind my back and
squeezing my ass cheek.
“I must have
some of this sweet ass for myself,” he said and I
giggled my agreement.
As we walked across
the room, I could see Nora smiling at us as she rose up from
between Will and Ted and moved over to an empty mattress. Nora
was a short, slight girl with shoulder length black hair and
small perky tits. Father John smiled as he saw me looking.
“I know she
is my granddaughter Lisa but she has lovely tits, doesn’t
she?”
With that, he
pulled me down next to him with Nora on the other side. She
smiled at me and placed her hand on her grandfather's engorged
dick next to mine. Together, we slowly stroked him.
Father John took
turns kissing me and his granddaughter quite passionately, his
tongue lashing ours in our mouths. I could feel his dick grow
ever harder in my hand.
Nora looked up at
me with a wicked grin when a drop of her grandfather's precum
seeped over our fingers. She removed her hand and pulled me
close to her, giving me a deep tongue lashing kiss then
slipped her hands down between my legs. Her fingers slid
easily between the dripping wet folds of my pussy lips.
“He's ready
for you,” Nora cooed into my ear as her fingers slid up
through my pussy lips and found the hard nub of my throbbing
clit, “and it seems you are more than ready for him!”
I was.
My entire body
quivered in anticipation as Nora held his cock up straight for
me. I looked at the long thick shaft and mushroom head with
both eagerness and alarm. Father John was much larger than my
husband, the only man before this evening with whom I had
intercourse in the past thirteen years, and much larger than
the two boys I'd fucked as a teenager, long before meeting
Dan.
After a moments
hesitation, I straddled his hips. Nora brushed that huge cock
head back and forth between my pussy lips, coating it with my
own juices even as she aroused me even more.
Father John looked
up at me smiling brightly. He took each of my swaying tits
into his hands, softly caressing them as the tip of his huge
cock pushed against the slick but tight opening to my vagina.
For a moment I was afraid he was just too big.
“Just relax
and take your time,” Nora whispered in my ear before
lightly biting my earlobe, “it always feels really tight
the first time Grandpa fucks you and often the second and
third times too.”
I let myself slowly
slide down over the monstrous shaft, stopping after he was a
couple of inches inside me. I squirmed around a little and my
pussy stretched even more.
After a few
moments, Father John was as deep as he could go inside me. I
had never felt so filled in my life. I glanced up and saw Dan
starting to walk towards me. His face was flushed with
excitement and his dick stood straight out from his body. He
nodded his approval and smiled just before Alice and Casey
dragged him over to an empty mattress next to me.
Right then my
orgasm began to build. I smiled back at my husband and saw
Casey lowering herself down on his throbbing cock and Alice
straddling his face. I turned and kissed Nora passionately as
she strummed my clit with one finger.
A massive orgasm
flooded my body, every cell on fire. I began to flail wildly
on Father John's cock, taking him deeper inside me than any
man had ever been before. He pinched my nipples hard and
matched my thrusts. With a loud moan, I could feel his cock
spasm inside me just before spurt after spurt of his warm
semen flooded my already stuffed cunt.
I lost all track of
time as seemingly unending waves of pleasure swept through my
body. Finally, my climax subsided as Father John's dick
softened and slipped out of me on a stream of his cum and my
juices. I collapsed on his chest.
Next to me, my
husband smiled brightly, his own dick glistening as he slipped
out of young Casey's cunt. When we untangled ourselves, Dan
took my hand and pulled me close for a passionate kiss.
“Awesome!”
he whispered in my ear, ”I hope you enjoyed that as much
as I enjoyed watching you.”
I was so relieved
to get his approval. I kissed him again deeply and twirled his
flaccid penis in my fingers. We got ourselves another cold
beer and stood watching some of the others that were still
fucking and sucking in various combinations.
“I feel the
same way and was very aroused seeing you as well,” I
said with a grin, tucking my shoulder up under his arm, “but
there's one thing that would have made it even better.”
“And what is
that?” Dan asked.
“Next time I
fuck Father John, I want him to wear his priestly collar!”
Dan
I was so pleased to
see the expression of utter pleasure on Lisa's face as Father
John's cock plunged deep inside her. Then Alice and Casey
immediately had my full attention. My cock slid easily into
the teenager's already slick cunt. Droplets of someone's semen
and her own juices dribbled on to my lips and face as Alice
straddled my head.
Casey was young but
she clearly had plenty of experience. She rotated her hips and
clenched my dick tightly inside her. She placed my hands on
her perky tits and began riding me furiously.
It didn't take long at
all for my orgasm to build in my balls. With my tongue firmly
lodged in Alice's pussy as she fingered her clit and flooded
my face with her own climax, I moaned loudly and began
shooting string after string of cum into Casey's tight
welcoming cunt.
Alice and Casey were
kissing passionately above me as my dick softened and slipped
out of the teenager's dripping cunt. They fell off to one side
fingering each other as I looked over to Lisa furiously
flailing her orgasm on Father John's cock. I smiled my
approval as she collapsed on the old man's chest breathing
heavily.
After we all caught
our breathes, I took Lisa's hand in mine and kissed her
passionately, telling her aroused and pleased I was watching
her. She grinned her pleasure as we went to get ourselves
another cold beer, telling me how happy she was to see me as
well. Then she surprised me with her next comment.
“Next time I
fuck Father John, I want him to wear his priestly collar!”
My breath caught in my
throat as the implications of what she was saying sunk in.
Next time!
Lisa was telling me
there would be a next time and even more of our fantasies were
soon to be fulfilled. I pulled her close, feeling the last
remnants of the old priest's cum seeping out of my wife's cunt
and down over my thigh.
We stood and watched
the others for a short while but knew we were both done for
the evening. We walked hand in hand back to our room and
hardly spoke as we flopped down on the bed falling into a deep
sleep.
The next morning we
were surprisingly fresh and after a nice shower we both
wondered what the day held in store. We had breakfast and were
planning a nice brisk walk up the green mountainside. It was
beautiful country.
Carol admonished us to
return by noon. The wedding was scheduled for 3:00 and we
would need a bit of time to get ready.
Rather than tire us
out, the walk was rejuvenating. By the time we returned to the
house, we both had more of a spring in our step than when we
left. We did notice a number of additional cars in the parking
lot, invited guests for the wedding I assumed.
When we entered, Carol
directed us to the dining room for some lunch.
“It's a pity
that Father John was called away,” Carol said as we sat
down, “but these things happen all the time in his
business.”
“I hope it is
nothing serious,” I said, “and what about the
wedding and confessions and inductions?”
“Fortunately, he
was able to contact another family member who can officiate at
the wedding and conduct the induction. The confessions will
just have to wait for another time.”
“Another
priest?” Lisa asked.
“Actually a
Lutheran bishop and his wife, a bit of luck really. They are
able to drive up from the city but will have to return later
this evening for services tomorrow morning at his church.”
I could feel Lisa
tense a little next to me before she gave me a quick glance.
Her voice trembled slightly when she next spoke.
“May I ask who
they are? After all this induction is a
pretty...intimate...affair.” she said softly.
“Oh of course,
my dear, but there is no need for concern. Bishop Grovener is
a lifelong member of the family and quite a caring and, if I
may say so myself, rather the loving man.”
“And his wife?”
Lisa gasped hoarsely.
“Judith is an
elegant and loving woman as well,” Carol continued as
she sipped her tea, “Richard married her from outside
the family but made sure she was properly inducted before
their engagement was announced. I believe that was thirty
years ago or so now. A pity they could never have any children
of their own.”
Lisa looked at me with
panic in her eyes but somehow she managed to keep her voice
calm. At that moment, I doubted I could do the same.
“If you don't
mind, Carol, we need to go rest and freshen up a bit,”
Lisa exclaimed and rose from the table, pulling me up at the
same time.
She kept her arm
locked in mine as we quickly walked to our room, shushing me
from saying anything until we were inside it and the door
firmly closed.
“What are we
going to do?” she whispered frantically, “We can't
be found here by Uncle Richard and Aunt Judith!”
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