The Mountain Retreat

Part 4

Carlotta poured them both a glass of wine then sat down next to Jennifer on one of the sofa's on the patio. For a moment, she just stared off at the distant snow covered peaks, taking a couple of small sips before speaking.

“I suppose you have a few questions,” the older woman finally said, turning to Jennifer with a wry smile and no hint of the reticence she had when Jennifer was first introduced to her.

“Yeah, I have a few,” Jennifer responded, sipping her own wine and carefully appraising the older woman. “I get the feeling there is a lot more going on around here than I've been told so far.”

Carlotta looked to be in her late fifties or early sixties with black hair interspersed with strands of gray that reached almost to the top of her ass. She stood at least four inches shorter than Jennifer, with the thickened body and thighs common for women her age. Her full tits, with dark fifty cent sized areolas and little finger tip like nipples, ski sloped down her torso, long ago losing the unending and inevitably unwinnable contest with gravity. A thick triangular thatch of wiry looking black hair topped her pussy.

“You have no idea how much more,” Carlotta sighed before finishing the glass of wine and pouring herself another.

“Well, perhaps you could enlighten me then,” Jennifer responded, pulling one leg up underneath her to be more comfortable and in the process causing her pussy lips to gape open slightly.

Carlotta gave her an incurious look then turned her body to face Jennifer, in the process, fully exposing her own fleshy dangling outer pussy lips and the glistening pink inner folds. Jennifer felt a distant twitch deep in her own cunt as she wondered how that splayed pussy might taste, especially given the profuse way she squirted when she climaxed.

“Just exactly how much do you know about this family and what goes on here?” Carlotta finally asked softly while absentmindedly fondling her right nipple.

“Obviously that every one goes nude all the time and even the youngest kids have sex with each other and the adults pretty much whenever they want,” Jennifer replied, trying to learn where this conversation was going from the expressions on Carlotta's face.

“There is a lot more to it than that,” Carlotta finally said after a moments pause to take another sip of her wine. “How much has he told you about me?”

“Just that you have been with him and the family since he was a very little boy.”

“Well I suppose that is quite true...technically anyway.” Carlotta chuckled and squirmed a little in her seat, enough that Jennifer could see the moisture glistening on the fleshy inner folds of her pussy. “I caught him when he popped out of my older sister's belly and between her legs, swatted his ass to force his first cry and held him as he took his first breath.”

Jennifer stiffened in surprise listening to the older woman. To look composed, she took another deep drink of her wine, even as her heart raced.

“So you are really his aunt...and these kids are your nieces and nephews?” Jennifer asked after a few moments to think through the possible relationships.

“Again, technically true,” Carlotta murmured softly, “but the relationships in our family are somewhat more...um....complicated...shall we say.”

“Well I'm all ears now,” Jennifer said, leaning back against the arm rest of the sofa, her pussy gaped wide open with one foot curled up under her and the other on the floor.

“There are some ironclad rules governing the family's relationships with one another, rules that go back generations,” Carlotta began, also making herself more comfortable after refilling both their wine glasses. “Sexual play is not only permitted from the earliest ages, it is actively encouraged in every possible combination of boy and girl, boy and boy, girl and girl, threesome, orgies, adults with kids and so on. You name it and we do it or will if we are just finding out about something we've missed. A girl's hymen is gently broken by her father's finger covered with his own cum the day she's born. Nothing is off limits as long as it doesn't cause any lasting harm.”

“Within that framework, there are but a few other overriding rules. First and foremost among those is the father must be the only one to impregnate his daughters their first time and exclusively until there is another baby girl. My mother got lucky, having two girls produced with her father's sperm in her pussy right off.”

“Lorna was a year older than me, so she got pregnant first, producing Charles. She was the one that caught Regina about six months later when my daughter popped out of my pussy. By virtue of another family rule, as the oldest male and female, Regina and Charles were destined to marry. Fortunately, they really did both love and like each other.”

“When the time came, my father impregnated Regina but the first time she had a boy...Chip. On the second try, Cindy was born a little less than a year later. As is family custom, my daughter and Charles raised them as their own. The rest of the kids here come from Charles and Regina. So as you can see, it's a bit complicated.”

A stunned Jennifer just stared at Carlotta, trying not very successfully to wrap her head about what she was just told. She gulped down her wine and held her glass out to Carlotta for another refill.

“So there are other family members?” she finally murmured lowly.

“Trust me, you don't even want to think about all the others around the country. It will just make your head hurt trying to grasp all the entangled relationships.” Carlotta laughed, “so just stick with the simple version of the here and now.”

“Where is Regina then?” Jennifer asked, welcoming the slight buzz she was getting from the wine.

“A family tragedy that. About ten years ago, right after the twins were born, Regina, my mother and father and my older sister Lorna were killed in a plane crash. That's when I moved in to help Charles.”

“I thought there were other nannies before me,” Jennifer commented a little unsteadily. “What happened to them.”

“A few came and went, finding it hard to fit in. Then Charles called me after meeting you to say you were definitely the one. You see, you have a striking resemblance to my daughter...his wife Regina...both physically and now apparently emotionally and attitudinally as well. After seeing you here with the kids the last few days, I agree.”

For the next few minutes, Jennifer and Carlotta sat in silence sipping their wine as Jennifer absorbed what she'd been told so far. Finally she stirred and spoke to Carlotta again.

“So what was all that you were doing with the kids all about?” she asked, “it didn't look like just ordinary or casual fooling around with them.”

“No, hardly,” Carlotta chuckled, “and that's one of the things I wanted to talk to you about. Most kids don't grow up being properly educated about sex...with themselves or each other. Other kids on the playground or locker room or sleepover and most porn are very poor educational substitutes.”

“Yeah, you have a point there,” Jennifer laughed wryly, “my first 'instructions' came in the back seat of a beat up car when I was raped at eleven by my thirty year old uncle and two of his friends and at least two or three times a week thereafter until I ran away from home.”

“Such a thing is impossible in this family,” Carlotta sighed softly, “since sex is seen simply as just one expression of our love for one another. No one would even think to force anyone or, for that matter, deny the wishes of another either. What you saw earlier was my way of teaching the kids some of the ways they can become better lovers for themselves and any other future partners.”

“From what I've seen so far, they seem pretty adept,” Jennifer chuckled, feeling her own nipples stiffen slightly when she noticed Carlotta's hardening.

“Charles and I have done what we can,” the older woman smiled, “and of course will continue but we feel there could be more...and you could play an important past.”

“More?” Jennifer asked, taking another sip of her wine while squirming a little. “I'm not sure I follow.”

“Well, first of all, you are a lot younger than me, closer in age to the mother they lost, and that is an important element in our family structures...especially for the girls,” Carlotta explained soothingly. “Second, you have experiences we do not as witnessed by the still slightly visible bruises on your body.”

“I'm not sure the source of those bruises are anything I would want the girls, or the boys either, to experience,” Jennifer replied, unconsciously reaching to rub a particularly angry looking bruise on the inside of her left thigh just inches from her pussy.

“Don't be so sure,” Carlotta grinned coldly, “a little pain can often be the precursor of even greater pleasures when properly and lovingly applied. That, however, is a way down the road after there is a lot more trust all around. I would appreciate it if you spent some time with the girls, together or individually, to explore the ways they can expand their own self pleasure as well as what they can provide their brothers and sisters.”

“You want me to show them how I masturbate as well as fuck a boy or girl and do it with them?” Jennifer asked incredulously even as she felt a twitch deep in her pussy.

“Precisely...in part at least as a start,” Carlotta smiled impishly, getting to her feet, indicating the conversation was over, “any of the kids can show you to the toy room. Feel free to use anything you find there with them...and yourself...as often and as long as you want.”

Jennifer just sat and stared at the magnificent scenery for a few minutes after Carlotta left, both confused and aroused by what she was asked to do. Finally, she grabbed the half full bottle of wine and headed toward her room intending to take a nap.

Cindy looked up from her tablet and smiled impishly when Jennifer walked into her own bedroom. From what Jennifer could hear before she could see the screen, Charles' fifteen year old daughter was watching porn on the device.

“Carlotta told me to come talk to you,” Cindy announced, flipping the tablet to the side face up so Jennifer could see a busty blonde vigorously fingering her gaping shaven pussy on the small screen, “and besides, the door was open.”

“Yeah, I'm learning it isn't worth the bother to close it,” Jennifer grinned, stepping closer to the bed and looking down at the fifteen year old girl.

“None of us ever do,” Cindy smiled, reaching to turn off the tablet. “Why would we?”

At five feet four inches, Cindy was almost as tall as Jennifer yet still had the thin frame of a developing teen. Her perky tennis ball sized tits with light tan areola and pea sized nipples proudly resisted the pull of gravity. Her shoulder length light brown hair with bottle blonde highlights was a shade or two lighter than the wispy thatch topping her pronounced mons.

“So what can I do for you?” Jennifer asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed and putting the wine bottle on the nightstand.

The teenager didn't answer immediately, instead unabashedly eyeing Jennifer's erect nipples and shaven pussy. After a few moments, she wiggled her hips to sit up straighter against the headboard of the bed and, in the process, fully exposing the pink inner folds of her own pussy slit. A surprisingly large clit popped out from beneath her fleshy hood.

“Could I have a sip of the wine?” Cindy asked shyly.

Jennifer handed the teen her glass, expecting Cindy to choke or gag on the acidic drink. Instead, the fifteen year old gulped down about half the contents and handed the wine back to Jennifer.

“Not bad, although I prefer the Merlot,” Cindy said with a devilish grin as she wiped her lips with the back of her hand.

“I assume you didn't come visiting to compare wines,” Jennifer grinned, finishing the glass before refilling it and handing it back to Cindy.

“Hardly,” the young girl giggled, sipping the wine and handing the glass back to Jennifer, “Carlotta suggested it might be a good idea to have a chat with you...and show you the toy room.”

“She also suggested I might be able to show you and your sisters and brothers a few things,” Jennifer continued as she casually tweaked her right nipple while keeping her eyes locked on Cindy's pussy, “but from what I've seen so far, you are all...shall we say...pretty sexually sophisticated, even your youngest sister and brother.”

“Daddy says we should always be looking to learn new things every day about ourselves and the world around us,” the fifteen year old murmured, reaching for the wine glass and taking another small sip, “and he would not have brought you to us if he didn't think you had something worthwhile to share with or teach us.”

“That's a great attitude, but I have no idea what you or the other kids already know or want to improve,” Jennifer said softly, feeling a bit of a buzz from the wine and a hint of a tingle deep in her cunt. “How about you show me what you already know and makes you feel good when you touch yourself.”

A devilish smile blossomed on the fifteen year old's face. For a moment, she just stared at Jennifer then reached up with her left hand to pinch her right nipple while gently twirling her engorged clit between two fingers. After a few moments, Cindy's eyes began to glaze over, her thighs started to quiver and her breathing became ragged.

Jennifer watched in fascination as Cindy sensually fingered herself and her climax built.

Cindy removed the hand from her tit to slide two fingers into her taut pussy, pumping them in and out faster and harder while continuing to stroke her clit like a little boy's cock. With a muted moan, her back arched when her orgasm surged through her young body.

After a few seconds, her thighs clamped together and she slumped back against the headboard with her eyes closed. When she finally looked up, she smiled wanly at Jennifer and reached out her hand for the wine glass.

“Let's go take a look at this toy room of yours,” Jennifer said with a bright smile, “and maybe we can explore a few ways to make your climaxes even better...and a lot longer.”

Cindy led Jennifer down the hallway toward the master bedroom, stopping before getting there to open a door into a small room with a single shuttered window.

“This is the toy room,” Cindy explained as Jennifer entered and looked around, “Daddy says he likes it close to his room for when he plays with one or more of us.”

The toy room was the size of a small bedroom. One wall was floor to ceiling shelves holding all manner of dildos of widely varying shapes and sizes. One shelf held clearly labeled anatomically correct shaped animal cock dildos, ranging in size from an arms length Arabian Stallion to a thumb sized miniature Poodle. Both battery powered and plug in vibrators filled the shelves on another wall. A Sybian and three other devices that Jennifer thought were fuck machines of one sort or another sat on the floor to one side. Built in drawers contained all sorts of gags and restraints, metal and leather cuffs, blindfolds, nipples clamps, suction devices, strap-on belts fitted for the different dildos and vibrators. Floggers, whips and paddles hung on hooks from the ceiling above the coiled ropes and assorted chains.

Jennifer looked around in awe, unable to fully take everything in with one look. She turned to see Cindy smiling impishly.

“Pretty impressive, isn't it?” the teenager said with a wide grin. “Daddy says we have pretty much every type of sex toy there is, although he seems to always find a few new ones on every one of his trips.”

Jennifer had to admit, she'd never seen anything quite like it. While she had a couple of vibrators and an anal plug, the assortment in that room was something else entirely. After a few minutes of walking around and picking up an item here and there, she turned to the fifteen year old with a wicked grin.

“So which one is your favorite?” Jennifer asked. “I'd like to see how you use it on yourself.”

Cindy went to the shelf of vibrators, picking out a black one with an electrical cord that had a handle with controls on one end and two slightly separated prongs on the other. She also picked up a dildo labeled as a Labrador Retriever's cock. She smiled, took Jennifer by the hand and led her into an adjoining room furnished with comfortable chairs and sofas and a large cloth covered mat in the center of the floor.

As Jennifer looked around at that room for the first time, Cindy plugged the toy into an outlet and flopped on to her back on one of the sofas. With two fingers of one hand, she spread her smooth pussy lips, pulling back the fleshy hood covering her clit until the good sized engorged nub popped out.

Cindy spit on a finger, rubbing it over the tip of her clit. Then she pulled the tip of her clit out and slid the prongs of the toy down on each side of the sensuous nub until the base was firmly lodged between them. Jennifer sat down next to the teenager, her own pussy dripping as she realized how Cindy intended to use the vibrator.

“Will you push the fake dog cock into me when I start to cum really hard?” the fifteen year old asked huskily, “it gets so intense and I can't reach that special spot deep inside me with just my fingers while its vibrating.”

Jennifer just nodded her agreement, pinching her own nipples as Cindy turned the toy on. At first, there was just a low buzz. After a moment, Cindy increased the speed and pushed the prongs around her clit even tighter. The very tip of Cindy's clit visibly swelled and throbbed as the teen's entire body shuddered.

Cindy let out a loud shriek and arched her back to thrash against the toy. She again increased the vibration speed. Her eyes rolled back on her head and her breathing seemed to stop.

“Fuck me...oh....god...fuck...fuck me...with the...cock...oh fuck...fuck...fuck,” she screamed, a steady stream of pussy juices oozing from her slit and down over her puckered asshole.

By then, Jennifer was furiously rubbing her own throbbing clit. She reached for the young girl's pussy, somewhat surprised how easily she could slide the entire length of the fake dog dick into the teen's dripping cunt.

Cindy went completely rigid with even more of her pussy juices erupting on Jennifer's hand. Jennifer was afraid the teen passed out until Cindy's body went limp and she collapsed back on the sofa while flinging the toy away from her cunt.

“Wow, that seemed pretty intense,” Jennifer murmured, the fake dog cock still inside the girl's warm wet cunt, her own pussy throbbing since she didn't cum along with the young girl.

“Try it...you'll like it,” Cindy gasped with a wan smile before propping herself up on one elbow to look at Jennifer.

Jennifer picked up the warm toy still slick with the girl's juices. She turned it over in her hand trying to take in every detail before she turned back to Cindy and grinned devilishly.

“Why don't you show me how it works,” Jennifer cooed, handing the toy back to the fifteen year old before sprawling on her back and spreading her legs as wide as she could manage, “and see how many times you can get me to cum before I scream for mercy.”

“I don't think you'll beg for mercy,” Cindy laughed, reaching over to gently pull the hood from Jennifer's clit.

“Oh...and why's that?” Jennifer moaned lowly, noting the young girl's gentle touch.

“Well if you're like my sisters and Carlotta, you'll cum...and moan...and cum...and scream...and cum...and thrash around...and cum....”

“But not beg you to stop?”

“Nah...you'll pass out before you get to that point,” Cindy laughed and slid the prongs tightly around the base of Jennifer's clit with her finger on the switch. “Ready?”

Jennifer pinched both her nipples and looked down the length of her torso at the fifteen year old hovering over her. She nodded her head and almost instantly felt a strong vibration beginning in her clit but quickly spreading through her cunt to her entire body.

She let out a yelp as a quick sharp orgasm surged through her pussy, immediately followed by the feeling of another, much larger and stronger wave building deep inside her. She pulled her nipples and surrendered to that next wave, distantly hearing herself groan louder and louder, seeing in her mind's eye an even bigger, stronger, all encompassing tsunami beginning to crest and completely engulf her.

“My turn next,” Jennifer vaguely heard as her eyes fluttered open, her body still quivering with the aftershocks of her massive body spanning orgasms, “c'mon, you promised.”

“Oh, alright but you owe me, you little brat,” Cindy whined at her ten year old sister, indicating for Nikki to lay on her back and spread her legs, “just push your clit out a little so this fits around it.”

Nikki did as she was told, moaning softly as Cindy slid the prongs of the vibrator around both sides of her developing clit. Her young body stiffened when Cindy turned the device on and after just a few moments, the prepubescent girl was writhing and shrieking as one orgasm after another ravaged her body.

“I'm not sure I can teach you more than you already know,” Jennifer murmured in Cindy's ear, reaching between the teen's legs to caress her clit while Cindy continued using the toy on her shrieking younger sister, “but I know I need to get one of those things for my own.”

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