John’s Dream Girl (chapters 16 through 20) by rat_race

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Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The author holds exclusive rights to this work.

Author’s Note:

This novel deals with extremely taboo situations and events in a very graphic, no-holds-barred manner. It covers a myriad of taboo sexual categories, ranging from “incest” to “rape,” and beyond. If taboo thoughts, ideas and fantasies are not your sexual “cup of tea,” then by all means, please feel free to bypass this story entirely. Consider yourself warned.

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JOHN’S DREAM GIRL

An Adult Erotic Twisted Tale About Taboo Relationships

by rat_race

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CHAPTER 16

2014: The Mama Bear’s Porridge

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Alex Ridgeway is quickly approaching adulthood. He is now an incredibly-horny, 18-year-old boy with no socially-acceptable outlets for his super-strong, pent-up sexuality. He masturbates at least twice a day. But that still doesn’t truly satiate his voracious sexual appetite.

Alex feels an urgent need to share his sexuality with a girl. But right now, there is no girl that he knows who would let him have sexual intercourse with her. And even if there were, he would be risking everything to do it. So for now, he has temporarily accepted the fact that he must turn to masturbation to try to satisfy his sexual needs, as best as he can.

Growing up in his unique family situation has given Alex a wide-open attitude about sex. Ever since he was a young boy, he had been taught by his mother, Lisa, to treat sex just like any other normal human need. And so he wasn’t ashamed or hung-up about his sexuality at all.

Whenever Alex masturbated, he would usually do it while lying in his bed, with his bedroom door wide-open. It’s not that he would leave his bedroom door wide-open on purpose, mind you. It’s just that, due to his sexually-open upbringing, the thought would never occur to Alex that he needed to close his bedroom door in order to hide his masturbations from his immediate family. After all, his mother, or her live-in lover, Vicki, would pass by Alex’s bedroom, look in and see him masturbating, and then walk right past his door without making a big deal about what he was doing.

Later on, after his grandfather had moved in with Alex and his mother, if Grandpa John happened to come by Alex’s bedroom doorway while Alex was jacking himself off, he would simply give Alex a quick thumbs-up sign with his hand, and then wink at Alex, before going on about his business. So Alex had no sexual inhibitions to speak of.

Not only was Alex’s masturbation treated with nonchalance by all the other members of his immediate household, but all aspects of sexuality in his household were treated with the same nonchalance.

On numerous occasions Alex had accidentally walked in on his mother, while she was having sex with her roommate, Vicki. And the two women would stop for a moment to acknowledge his presence, and then simply continue their lovemaking from where they had left off.

Alex would usually stand there for a few minutes and watch his mother and Vicki having sex. And of course, he would quickly get a hard-on, and inevitably end up pulling his dick out of his pants or his shorts or his pajamas, and fondling himself, right there on the spot.

Of course, what Alex really wanted to do, was to join in and have sex with his mother, and/or with Vicki. But he knew that his mother would never allow any of those situations to actually take place. He knew that there was a limit to his mother’s sexual openness, and that this limit was her “line in the sand” that he was never supposed to cross. In other words, Alex realized that his sexual relationship with the two women he loved most in this world was doomed from the very start to forever remain a “look all you want, but don’t touch” kind of relationship.

One night, while Alex was lying in his bed, jacking himself off, a very strange idea popped into his head. It was an idea that he just couldn’t shake off. And it was a “brilliant idea,” from Alex’s point-of-view. It was a way for him to actually get a girl to have sex with him.

The very next day, in his concerted effort to make his “brilliant idea” become a reality, Alex devised a “master plan,” and proceeded to start putting things into motion. He was bound and determined to no longer be a virgin by the end of next week, which was spring break week for him at his high school.

Alex asked Lisa if he could take a trip out of town to visit his grandmother, Jan. Lisa hesitated to let him go, because of Jan’s falling-out with John back in 2008, that had resulted in John moving in with Lisa, Vicki and Alex.

But after thinking things over for a little while, Lisa figured that there wouldn’t be any harm in letting her mother see her grandson, who had been away for over five years. Besides, Lisa quickly realized that she could use this situation to get back at Jan, and “teach her a lesson.”

So Lisa made Alex promise her that, in exchange for her letting him visit his grandmother, he would do whatever he could to try to catch Jan masturbating, while he was staying at her house. And Lisa then proceeded to describe for Alex exactly when, where and how Jan normally masturbated. And Lisa knew about her mother’s masturbation habits, because Jan herself had shared this very personal information with Lisa during their night of passionate lesbian lovemaking at Lisa’s apartment in Austin a few years back. Basically, what Lisa wanted was for Alex to embarrass the hell out of Jan.

Of course, Alex was quick to agree to Lisa’s terms. And so Lisa agreed to let Alex spend part of his spring break vacation at his grandmother’s house. Lisa didn’t have a clue about the true motivation behind Alex’s unusual trip request.

And neither did Jan, who got all bubbly and enthusiastic over the phone, upon hearing that her 18-year-old grandson wanted to come visit her.

There were no secrets in Alex’s family–at least that’s the way things were supposed to be, according to both his mother and his grandfather.

And so, thanks to Lisa, Alex already knew that his grandmother was still sexually-active–although nowadays, she “made love to herself” with her 8-inch-long, penis-shaped dildo. Alex had simply decided that it was high time that he got his grandmother to replace her 8-inch-long, fake-penis with his real live, 8-inch-long, erect penis for a night or two.

Alex was very fond of his “Grams.” And he looked forward to being around her again after all these years. In his mind, she was the perfect woman to lose his virginity to. It would be nothing but pure raw sex, with no strings attached. And that’s a good thing for a 18-year-old boy. Not only that, but he could fuck the crap out of his 60-year-old, post-menopausal grandmother, and never have to worry at all about the possibility of getting her pregnant.

And so Alex’s “master plan” had originally involved him visiting Jan for several days during spring break, and then finding some way to have sex with her, while he was staying there, as her guest. But now, thanks to Lisa’s unusual “request,” and her “guidance” on the matter, Alex had found the perfect way to carry out his “master plan.”

Lisa drove Alex out of town to his grandmother’s house, and dropped him off, before turning right back around and driving herself back home to Austin that very same day. Jan greeted Alex with a huge embrace, and a kiss on the cheek. And Alex behaved like the perfect grandson.

Grams had already prepared a wonderful homemade dinner. And after dinner, they both spent the evening together, over cups of Earl Grey hot tea, catching up on old times, and genuinely enjoying each other’s company.

At around 10 o’clock, Jan remarked that it was getting late. And after showing Alex to the guest bedroom, she headed for her bedroom, and almost immediately fell asleep. So nothing happened that first night with Alex in the house. But the second night turned out to be a totally different story.

During that second night, Jan had retired to her bedroom at around nine o’clock in the evening. Alex had stayed up, watching TV downstairs in the den until 10:30 P.M., when the local news finally ended.

Alex turned off the television, made the long trek up the landing-less stairs, and was walking down the hallway towards the guest bedroom, when he heard some “interesting noises” coming from Jan’s bedroom, which Alex decided to “investigate.”

Jan’s bedroom door was wide-open, and she was lying under the covers in her bed in the unlit bedroom. And she wasn’t just lying there. Alex could tell that her body was flailing all around underneath the covers, as she was aggressively manipulating her crotch with her hands.

Jan was masturbating away under the covers, frigging her well-worn vagina with her beloved 8-inch-long, very-realistic-looking, flesh-colored dildo; while at the same time, she had the 4-inch-long, polished-wood handle of her favorite hair brush inserted up deep into her rectum. This was the very same hair brush that she used to frig herself with as a young girl.

Nowadays, after Jan was finished masturbating, she would normally remove the large dildo from her pussy, and then fall asleep with the hair brush handle still left in place, deep inside of her rectum.

Shortly after she had begun having sexual intercourse, back when she was 18, Jan finally accepted and embraced the fact that she was a bona fide “object-insertion freak,” which meant that she derived an incredible amount of pleasure from having foreign objects inserted into her vagina, and/or her rectum, and/or her urethra. Over the years, Jan had tried out all sorts of cylindrical objects, like pencils, pens, candles, bananas, cucumbers, hair brush handles, and even broomstick handles and wooden chair legs. She had tried out other, more-unusual types of objects too. As a young girl, it wasn’t uncommon for her to frig her own peehole with a straightened-out bobby pin. And one time, Jan intentionally filled up her vagina with the spare change from her piggy bank, just to see what it would feel like. By the way, she did this very methodically–one coin at a time–until she finally couldn’t manage to fit one more coin inside of her “human birth canal bank.”

Jan knew that she couldn’t conceal this important “object-insertion freak” facet of her sexuality from John, once they were married. And so she didn’t. And fortunately for Jan, her object-insertion fetish had turned out to be an incredible turn-on for John as well, which had resulted in them incorporating various foreign objects into their lovemaking from time to time, over the many years that they were sexually active together.

But tonight, Jan was masturbating away under the covers, mentally reliving her second date with her ex-husband John. She had met him in high school. She was only 18, and a senior at the time. Jan couldn’t believe that John–who was 21, and in his junior year of college–was actually interested in her. But it had turned out to be true love at first sight, for them both.

Jan liked John so much that she made out with him on their very first date together, and she even let him stick his hand inside her panties, and feel out her bare pussy. But John kept his pants on the whole time. And Jan made sure to keep her groping hands above his waistline. After all, she didn’t want John to think that she was a “loose woman.”

However, their second date together had turned out to be an entirely different story, even though it had started out as almost a carbon copy of their first date together. John and Jan had been petting heavily in the back seat of John’s car, while they were parked in a secluded area. And they had gotten to the point where Jan was letting John fondle her pussy, just like she had done on their first date together.

But this time, instead of keeping her hands above John’s waistline, Jan reached down into John’s crotch and felt out the bulge at the front of his pants. This got Jan so turned-on that, after a few minutes, she asked John point-blank if he wanted to “go all the way” with her, right then and there.

Of course, John couldn’t bring himself to turn down an “offer” like that. And so he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled down his zipper.

When Jan reached inside his jockey shorts to touch his bare penis for the first time ever, she was pretty disappointed. John’s erect dick was much shorter than she had hoped that it would be. And this was the man that she was thinking that she would probably end up marrying someday.

But she decided to go ahead and let John show her what he could do with his short penis. So she slid the crotch-material of his underwear over to one side, and exposed his dick and balls. By the way, Jan was pleasantly surprised when she discovered just how large John’s balls were.

Being the kind, caring person that he was, John attempted to put a condom on his dick first, before he coupled up with Jan.

But when he pulled the wrapped condom package out of his wallet, Jan grabbed it and threw it down onto the floorboard of the car, while telling John, “You’re not gonna need that tonight.”

Jan knew that she was well past Day 20 in this month’s menstrual cycle, and therefore, it was her “safe time” of the month. So she wasn’t really worried about getting pregnant that night. And that’s exactly what she told John, while she was removing her panties, and hiking her knee-length pleated skirt up around her waist.

Jan then flopped down on her back, and spread her legs as far apart as she could, considering the limited room in the back seat of the car. John quickly mounted her missionary-style, and he began to energetically hump away at what he incorrectly assumed was her virgin vagina.

And Jan couldn’t believe how wonderful John’s short penis felt to her vagina. John’s penis was just the right length, so that the large flared-out corona surrounding the rear of his dick-head was firmly rubbing back and forth against Jan’s G-spot, the whole time that he was thrusting away at her pussy. And that did make Jan orgasm her ass off during their intercourse.

Jan also couldn’t believe how long John lasted inside her, before he finally came. She had only expected for their intercourse to last a couple of minutes, at the very most; considering how sexually excited John already was, and the fact that he was fucking Jan’s pussy for the very first time ever. But John lasted at least 14 or 15 minutes, before he finally shot his wad inside her.

And then John surprised Jan when he just kept on relentlessly humping away at her vagina for what seemed like an eternity to Jan, until he actually managed to orgasm a second time, and fill her with yet another large wad of his semen. And throughout their long-lasting intercourse, Jan just kept on happily riding that uniquely-female “orgasmic roller coaster.”

The reason why Jan was fantasizing about that second date with John, while she was masturbating away under her bed-covers, was that that was the “special night” that John had gotten Jan pregnant with her twins, Lisa and Bill.

At this point, Jan was just seconds away from frigging herself to another wonderful, strong, self-induced orgasm, when Alex reached his arm into the bedroom doorway, and bent it around the corner to turn on the bedroom light switch.

“Grams, are you masturbating?” Alex asked, in a “shame on you” tone-of-voice.

“Alex! What are you–,” Jan quickly blurted out, as she instantly froze in the harsh overhead light.

“–doing?” he asked, finishing her obvious question for her.

Jan’s very next thought was, Jan, you idiot, you forgot to close the door! Jan had been living alone for a long time now, and she wasn’t used to having to shut doors, or lock them, in order to maintain her privacy.

“Why, I’m standing here, watching you masturbate. That’s what I’m doing. You are masturbating, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am, Alex,” Jan slowly replied, feeling extremely embarrassed. “I may be an old lady, but I’m not dead yet.”

“Were you using your 8-inch-long dildo? Or were you just fingering yourself? I’m just curious…”

“How did you know about my dildo?” Jan asked, as she let go of the still-inserted dildo to reach down and ease the hairbrush handle out of her rectum, so that she could secretly drop the hairbrush down the side of the bed that wasn’t facing the doorway.

“Grams, you know there aren’t any secrets in this family. We all know about your dildo. And I know all sorts of other stuff about you too. I know that, under those covers, you’ve got a very attractive-looking body for a woman your age,” Alex calmly said as he approached the side of her bed, and began to teasingly massage the bulge at the front of his pants, while he continued to talk.

“I know that you have always been a true nymphomaniac. And I know that you still love to have sex, but that nowadays, you prefer to do it with yourself, instead of sharing your sexuality with another person. And so you masturbate a lot.

“And I know that you had sex with my mother. It happened the last time that you came down to visit us.”

“Now, Alex, that’s simply not true–“

“Oh, the hell it isn’t!” Alex screamed out at Jan, harshly reprimanding her for her faked denial. “I saw you guys with my own eyes, damn it!”

Jan just stared at Alex with her mouth wide-open in utter disbelief of the words that she was hearing come out of her grandson’s mouth.

After taking an overly-long, dramatic pause to let what he had just said sink in all the way, Alex continued on in a matter-of-fact tone-of-voice, “You know, it’s really cool what you can do nowadays with one of those tiny, hidden video cameras. I even got to hear everything.

“You can thank my mother for that one. She bought me one of the neatest tiny video cameras that had audio, and high resolution, and all the other bells and whistles. And then she even helped me to hide it in her bedroom. And she did that, because she wanted to let me watch her having sex with other people, right from my own bedroom,” Alex confessed, as he unbuckled his belt, undid the button at the top of his pants, and pulled his zipper all the way down to allow his rapidly-hardening, underwear-covered penis to pop out of the V-shaped opening at the front of his crotch. “Mom’s quite the exhibitionist, just in case you didn’t realize it. Didn’t it seem a little strange to you that Mom left the bedroom lamp on, the whole time that you guys were goin’ at it? That was so that I could see everything that was goin’ on between you guys.”

Alex, who was just 1 inch shy of 6 feet (in height), was big for his age. And his fully-erect penis was nearly 8 inches long, and a little over one and half inches in diameter. But his rapidly-growing penis still had a ways to go before it would actually become fully-erect.

Jan couldn’t stop herself from staring at Alex’s crotch, as she finally broke her silence to plead with him, “Alex, please don’t do this.”

“Don’t do what? I’m not doing anything bad. I just wanna show you my dick. That’s all. See?” Alex said, as he pulled the waistband of his briefs down, to free his penis from its “white cotton cage.”

At first, Jan found the look of Alex’s uncircumcised penis to be fairly repulsive. And as far as Jan was concerned, it didn’t help matters any, when she saw that Alex just happened to have an unusually-long foreskin that extended about three-fourths of an inch past the end of his dick-head, at which point it drastically tapered down so that it looked like a quarter-inch-wide, hollow skin-tube at the very tip.

But, at the same time, Jan also found Alex’s uncircumcised penis to be extremely exciting. And that was primarily because all of the penises that Jan had ever had sex with throughout her life had been circumcised penises. Even her precious 8-inch-long dildo had been modeled after a circumcised penis. And so, to Jan, the end of Alex’s uncircumcised dick looked really strange and alien–and also very erotic and super-sexy, at the same time.

Of course, Jan realized that Lisa was the one who was actually responsible for the fact that Alex’s penis was uncircumcised. Just like many other parents in her generation, Alex’s mother had chosen to leave her son’s foreskin intact.

“Alex, you don’t know what you’re doing. Please stop right now!” Jan pleaded.

“Why? I’m not doing anything wrong. Don’t you like my penis, Grams?” Alex asked, as he retracted his super-long foreskin all the way back to expose his previously-hidden, slick-skinned dick-head, so that Jan could see it, in all of its glory.

“Of course I do. It’s a very nice penis, Alex. But why are you showing it to me?”

“Because I want you to touch it and play with it,” he said, as he pulled back the covers, and climbed into bed beside her.

He leaned over and kissed her passionately on the lips, while she initially struggled underneath him. But then she finally “gave in” to her pent-up sexuality, and opened her mouth wide to receive his probing tongue. He reached down, grabbed her hand, and placed it on his large penis. And she didn’t pull her hand away.

After their first series of passionate kisses, Jan asked, “Alex, are you really sure you want to do this? I mean, we could both stop right now, and at least we’d walk away with our dignity still intact.”

Alex responded by pulling his pants and underwear completely off, and then taking one of Jan’s small breasts in each hand so that he could begin massaging them.

“Grams, I don’t wanna walk away right now, because I’d be walking away with my virginity still intact. And the main reason I came here to visit you, was so that I could hopefully lose my virginity…to you. You’re the woman I wanna fuck. And now that we’ve gone this far, if you think I’m gonna just stop and walk away, then you’re sadly mistaken,” Alex said, as he moved one of his hands downward towards Jan’s hairy crotch to begin massaging it.

Jan quickly grabbed his wrist to stop him.

“What’s the matter, Jan? Don’t you want me to touch your pussy?”

“It’s not that! It’s just that I have to warn you about my pussy first. It’s an old lady’s worn-out and wrinkled pussy. Are you sure you really want to touch it?”

“Hell, yes!” Alex replied, gesturing towards her pussy and the flesh-colored dildo that was still inserted up into her vaginal opening. “Now get that damn thing out of your old-lady pussy! You won’t be needing it tonight.”

Jan responded by quickly removing the 8-inch-long dildo from her vagina, and laying it on the night stand, beside the bed. Alex moved his hand back down towards Jan’s crotch, slid his finger up into her crack, and began feeling out her clitoris and her inner pussy lips.

Jan’s clitoris was quite a bit larger than the average woman’s clit. But it was nowhere near as large as her daughter’s clit. Let’s put it this way: Jan’s large clit still looked like a clitoris, whereas Lisa’s jumbo-size clit really looked much more like a miniature penis, than a clitoris.

“Oh God, Grams, I love your clit! It’s awesome! It really is,” Alex assured Jan.

Meanwhile, Jan’s hands were now eagerly groping at Alex’s bare dick and balls, as she pleaded with him one more time, “For God’s sake, Alex, please stop!”

Alex ignored her completely, and simply continued on, without missing a beat. “But since I’m a guy, it’s the rear part of your pussy that turns me on the most,” he honestly admitted, as he pulled his hand off her erect clitoris, stuck it way down between her legs, and began to eagerly explore her well-worn, sopping-wet vagina with his fingers.

“Alex, if you don’t stop this right now, I’m not going to be responsible for whatever ends up happening,” Jan threatened as she began instinctively rocking her pelvis back and forth, slowly humping his invading fingers.

“Oh, come on, Grams. Your mouth is tellin’ me to stop, but the rest of your body’s tellin’ me to keep on goin’. So which one is it?” asked Alex.

“The second one,” Jan finally admitted to Alex–and to herself.

Up until this point, Jan had been waging an internal battle between her rational mind, and her overpowering sexual needs.

On the one hand, although Jan hadn’t stepped foot into a church for many years, she had been raised as a right-wing, Christian girl. And so she was painfully aware that it was both ethically and morally wrong for her to even contemplate the idea of her having sex with her own grandson, much less for her to actually do it.

But on the other hand, being an extremely horny, bi-sexual woman who hadn’t gotten any dick for a few years, Jan naturally yearned to feel a nice stiff penis–and especially a warm gooey wad of sperm–inside her vagina once again. And, as far as Jan was concerned, Alex’s penis and sperm would do just fine, thank you.

And that’s because, despite Jan’s religious upbringing, she had always been oversexed, ever since she was a young girl. The bottom line was that Jan had what amounted to a normal healthy male’s sexual libido trapped inside her female body. So, throughout her life–no matter whether she liked it, or not–she had always found herself thinking about sexually-related things just about as frequently as a man does.

And so the real truth was that once Jan had her fingers wrapped around Alex’s young uncircumcised dick, she had already lost her internal battle to keep from having sex with her own grandson. And deep down inside, she realized that fact.

But Jan had kept on arguing with Alex anyway, in a half-hearted attempt to try to stop him from having sex with her–while at the same time, hoping that he wouldn’t listen to her, and actually stop his sexual advances toward her. In other words, Jan was just “putting up a good front,” so that she wouldn’t feel so guilty and ashamed about what she and Alex were doing together.

And despite her verbal complaining, Jan had made sure that her body kept telling Alex to keep on going. She just kept on rocking her pelvis back and forth, humping away at Alex’s vagina-probing fingers, as she did her best to rationalize her actions.

In her rationalizing mind, Jan resigned herself to the fact that her grandson was bound and determined to have sexual intercourse with her. Jan figured that she might as well cooperate with Alex, and enjoy the experience as much as she possibly could.

Besides, Jan knew that if she didn’t cooperate with Alex, he was physically big enough and strong enough to force himself on her anyway. And Jan had no intention of getting forcibly raped by her own grandson, which of course would only end up destroying her relationship with him forever. So Jan chose to make the best of this very unusual and unforeseen situation.

But she couldn’t just give up her pussy to Alex, without any resistance on her part. No sir. Jan knew how to manipulate a man. And she was not going to be denied that which she felt was her birthright, as a sexually mature older woman. In other words, she was not going to be denied the satisfaction of making Alex “earn his way” into her pussy.

“I’ll bet you’re curious to know what it feels like to get your dick sucked. Would you like for me to show you?” Jan asked, finally embracing her own sexuality, taking the upper hand, and leading their sexual encounter where she wanted it to go.

Alex eagerly nodded his head.

“Well, I’m not gonna show you, until you turn off that damn light,” Jan insisted, pointing towards the wall switchplate by the bedroom doorway.

Alex turned off the overhead light, and the bedroom got very dark–in fact, just a little bit too dark for Alex’s liking. So he went across the room to the bedroom window, pulled back the curtains and opened the blinds to let the moonlight stream into the bedroom, so that he was still able to see Jan’s slender, nude body lying on the bed.

Jan motioned for Alex to lie down on his back beside her in the bed. Then she repositioned herself so that she was down on her knees, between his spread legs. And she began to skillfully lick and suck on his dick and his balls. She eventually placed her mouth around the head of his dick, and began hand-pumping up and down on his shaft.

“Whoa, slow down there, Grams. You’re gonna make me orgasm,” Alex warned her.

Jan pulled her mouth off the head of Alex’s dick just long enough to say, “Good!” Then she shoved his dick back into her mouth, and jacked him off even more rapidly and aggressively.

It didn’t take long for Alex to unload his whole wad of sperm directly into Jan’s mouth. And she swallowed every bit of Alex’s semen, as if it were ambrosia from the gods.

“Did you like that?” Jan asked, after pulling her mouth up off Alex’s penis.

“Hell, yes!” Alex exclaimed. “But I thought that you didn’t like to suck guys’ dicks, because of your bad experience with your Uncle Ed.”

“That’s what your mother told you, isn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I didn’t tell your mother the whole truth about my Uncle Ed. Of course, I meant to tell her. But once I started out telling my story to her, I just got way too embarrassed to continue telling her what really happened to me. So I made up all that dick-sucking stuff, just for your mother’s sake.

“The truth of the matter is that I loved my Uncle Ed more than anyone will ever know. Even though he was my uncle, he was only a couple of years older than me. And I thoroughly enjoyed my long-lasting ‘special secret relationship’ with him. I’ll just leave it at that for now.

“As far as ‘blowjobs’ go, I think I just proved to you that your grandmother doesn’t mind sucking on a nice, stiff dick from time to time.”

Jan worked her way back to her side of the bed, and was now lying on her back, with her legs spread far apart, as she was playfully caressing her own pussy in front of Alex.

“I’ll bet you’re curious to find out what a woman’s pussy tastes like,” said Jan. “Would you like to eat my old, worn-out pussy, Alex? It’s all yours, if you still want it.”

Alex quickly got on his stomach, between Jan’s spread legs. He immediately began licking and tonguing her hairy pubic area, before moving downward to focus his efforts on her large clitoris, and then finally on the crack of her not-quite-so-hairy mound.

Alex was still in his refractory period, but nevertheless, he continued lapping away at Jan’s pussy, like a starving cat with a dish of fresh milk in front of him.

“Alex, would you like to make your grandmother cum? I mean, cum really hard, so that I actually ejaculate, just like you did a few moments ago?” Jan asked.

Alex didn’t answer. He just quickly nodded his head several times while he continued to lap away at Jan’s pussy with his tongue.

“Okay. Well, first off, I have to warn you that I’m a “very special woman.” And I promise you, you won’t find many women like me around. Do you know what a ‘masochist’ is?”

Alex stopped his pussy-licking for just long enough to answer, “Sure, Grams. That’s a person who likes to be in pain.”

“Not exactly, Alex. As far as ‘sex’ goes, a ‘masochist’ is a person who gets really turned-on by being verbally and physically abused by their partner. And believe it or not, I’m a masochist.”

“No way!” Alex quickly raised up his head to exclaim, and then dove right back down into her crotch and went right back to licking and tonguing Jan’s pussy as he added between licks, “I don’t believe you. Mom never said anything to me about that.”

“But it’s the honest-to-God truth, Alex. I am a masochist. And you’re my partner right now. So if you want to make me cum in buckets, you’re going to have to stop eating my pussy for a little bit, and do exactly what I ask you to do to me.”

“Sure, Grams. Whatever you want,” Alex said, still not really believing that his own grandmother was actually a masochist. He finally raised his head all the way up out of Jan’s crotch to look her straight in the eye, and he told her, “Just let me know what you need me to do.”

“First, I need you to squeeze my clit between your fingers.”

“Like this?” Alex asked, as he squeezed Jan’s large clitoris between his thumb and fingertips.

“Yeah, just like that. But can you do it just a little bit harder?”

“Sure,” Alex replied, and squeezed even harder.

“Oh, God! Yes, Alex. That’s perfect!” Jan praised her young student-sadist. “Now, I need you to start finger-fucking me hard. You know what that is, right?”

“Yeah, I think so. But how many fingers do you want me to use?”

“At least two,” Jan replied. “Come on, Alex. Hurry up!”

Alex shoved two of his held-together fingers up deep into his grandmother’s already-sopping-wet vagina, and then immediately began rapidly thrusting his fingers in and out.”

“Oh, God, Alex! That’s perfect!” Jan praised him again. “Now I need you to start calling me bad names, and talking to me in a very mean way. Can you do that for me, Alex?”

“Okay. But are you sure that you really want me to do that?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life. Tell you what. Why don’t you start out by calling me a ‘little bitch,’ and then just go on from there?”

“Okay, you little bitch. You’re just a fucking whore! That’s all you are. And you’re a sorry excuse for a grandmother!”

“Yes, Alex. That’s perfect! You’re making me cum hard!” Jan excitedly announced in an overly-loud voice.

“I want you to cum for me right now, you little slut!” Alex continued verbally abusing his grandmother. “Show me this ‘ejaculation stuff’ that you just told me about. I’ll bet you’re just a fucking liar! You can’t really ejaculate shit, can you? Come on. Only guys can do that, you sorry cunt!”

“Oh, God! Oh, shit! Yes! Yes! Yeeeeees! Oh, fuuuuuuuuuuck yeeeeeeeeeeees!” Jan screamed out, as she was orgasming her butt off, and cumming in buckets, ejaculating her whitish-tinted pussy juice all over Alex’s thrusting fingers, so that her massive amount of cum ended up dripping down onto the sheets, leaving a large circular wet spot between her spread-apart thighs.

Alex was in shock at what he was witnessing. Even though he didn’t think it was possible, his Grams was proving to him that she really was a masochist, and she was showing him that she really could ejaculate. And in the dim moonlit room, it looked just like she was ejaculating sperm from her pussy!

“Gosh, Grams. That was fucking awesome!” was all Alex could say after Jan’s “lady-quake” of an orgasm was finally over with, and he had withdrawn his thrusting fingers from her now-sloppy-wet vagina.

“You can let go of my clit now, Alex,” Grams quickly said.

“Oh, sorry,” Alex said, and finally released his too-firm grip on his grandmother’s large clitoris.

Jan looked down at Alex’s crotch, and she was very pleased to see that his penis had become fully-erect again. And Jan playfully asked Alex, “Is your ‘Mister Happy’ ready for a second round, Alex?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Alex politely answered, faking his best southern drawl.

“Good. Thank you for giving me that wonderful orgasm. But what I really need right now, is your nice, big dick inside me. Are you ready to fuck me, Alex?”

Alex didn’t bother taking time to answer Jan’s question. Instead, he immediately moved up and knelt between Jan’s still-spread-apart legs. Then, he rubbed the firm head of his young, rock-hard penis up and down along the overly-wet crack of her pussy a couple of times, before quickly shoving it up into her fairly-loose-fitting vagina. He let the weight of his chest down on top of her, and then instantly began to hump away at her pussy like a madman.

“Alex,” Jan calmly whispered in his ear, “I love having your big dick inside me, but I need for you to do one thing for me, okay?”

“Sure, Grams,” Alex said, pausing his thrusting for just a moment. “What is it?”

“Don’t cum inside me,” Jan demanded in a very slow and even voice, sounding very much like a teacher talking to her student.

“What?” Alex asked, not believing what he had just heard. “So you don’t want me to ejaculate inside you?”

“That’s exactly right. I want you to pull out, right before you cum. You can squirt your sperm anywhere else you want to. Just don’t do it inside my pussy. Okay?”

“Sure, Grams,” Alex tentatively replied–with absolutely no intentions of honoring Jan’s “unreasonable request”–and he resumed his energetic pussy-humping for a couple more minutes. Then he rammed his dick deep inside Jan’s vagina, and his entire body just came to a dead stand-still.

“Alex, what the hell are you doing?” Jan asked, and then quickly barked at Alex, “Pull out now, God damn it!”

But Alex didn’t respond at all. He just left the super-firm, ballooned-out head of his penis buried as deeply inside Jan’s vagina as he could get it. At this point, Alex’s face-down head was cheek-to-cheek with Jan’s face-up head, on the same pillow.

“Come on, Alex. There’s still time. You don’t have to do this to your own grandmother,” Jan pleaded directly into his ear.

“Oh, yes I do! And you’re gonna take my sperm right now, God damn it! I don’t care whether you want it, or not, you fucking little bitch!” Alex quickly and emphatically stated, just before reaching his climax, and letting out his soft, involuntary “cum-grunt.” With the blood-engorged head of his dick pressed up snugly against Jan’s cervix, Alex started orgasming his ass off, and releasing his sperm.

When she felt him starting to cum inside her, Jan forcefully whispered in Alex’s ear, “Oh yes. That’s it. Give me all your ‘happy juice,’ you little mother-fucker!”

Just for the record, the last time that Jan had felt an ejaculating dick-head right up against her cervix was during that “special night” when she had seduced her Uncle Ed into taking her virginity, way back when she was only 18.

As Jan was basking in the awesome feeling of having the throbbing head of Alex’s ejaculating penis deep inside her vagina, she found herself actively fantasizing and pretending that she hadn’t reached menopause yet, and that her own grandson’s sperm was flowing out directly into her now-fertile womb, and actually getting her pregnant.

Naturally, those extremely-taboo thoughts took her right over the top, mentally. Jan’s own powerful orgasmic sensations rapidly overwhelmed her. And as she was cumming hard for the second time that evening, she screamed out, “Yes! Yes! Oh, fuuuuuuuck! Yeeeeeees!”

At this point, Alex–who was totally ignoring his grandmother’s screams of pure, orgasmic ecstasy–was instinctively bicycling his legs in order to rock his pelvis from side-to-side. This made the pulsating head of his penis move from side-to-side, across Jan’s cervix, as he was busy spreading his ejaculating sperm all over the rear pocket of his grandmother’s vagina.

And that’s when the bright overhead light in the bedroom unexpectedly turned on.

* * * * *

CHAPTER 17

2014: The Betrayal

* * * * *

While Alex’s penis was throbbing away, and faithfully squirting his young sperm into the back pocket of his grandmother’s not-so-young pussy, he looked around the lit room frantically, and then instantly froze–except for his dick, which was still pulsating deep inside Jan’s baby-making hole.

“Mom?” was all that Alex could say.

“Oh God! Lisa!” Jan blurted out a millisecond later, with her pussy still spasming away in orgasmic bliss. “It’s not…what it…looks like,” Jan said, barely getting the words out, while panting hard in between each short phrase.

“Payback’s a bitch. Ain’t it, Mom?” Lisa said to Jan, while calmly sitting in the easy chair next to the bedroom door, with her arm raised upward, and her hand resting on the wall-mounted light switch above her.

“But,…how long…have you–” Jan panted out in short labored breaths, still feeling Alex’s large wad of sperm being pumped out deep inside her, and knowing that her daughter was right there beside her, witnessing everything.

“–been sitting here?” Lisa jumped in, finishing Jan’s question for her. “Let’s just say that I saw much more than I wanted to see. How could you, Mom?”

Jan could feel Alex’s ejaculation tapering off, and coming to an end. And her own orgasmic sensations were also diminishing to the point that she was finally regaining her composure enough to have an intelligent conversation with her daughter.

“Alex,” Jan said, “I think you need to leave right now.”

“Right now?” Alex asked, still feeling some sperm slowly flowing up his urethra, and oozing out of his peehole slit, directly into Jan’s vagina.

“Yes, right now, Young Man!” Jan demanded.

Alex pulled his still-erect penis out of his grandmother’s vagina. He quickly picked his clothes up off the floor, left Jan’s bedroom, and went back down the hall towards the guest room, where he was staying. Needless to say, he was quite embarrassed by the whole experience of being “caught in the act” by his own mother.

As soon as Lisa was sure that Alex had gone down the hallway, she turned back to her mother, and began having a serious conversation with her.

“What are you doing here, in my bedroom right now?” Jan asked, regretting the fact the she had allowed Lisa to keep a key to her front door, after Lisa had moved out of the house.

“I stayed with my friend, Marla, last night, since I happened to be in town. And I was just stopping back by to check and see how you and Alex were getting along,” Lisa replied. “Obviously, you two were getting along much better than I could’ve ever imagined!” Lisa said very sarcastically.

“Lisa, please. You’ve got to understand. I didn’t mean for this to happen–” Jan apologized.

“What the fuck did you just do to my son?” Lisa asked Jan, glaring at her.

“I took his virginity,” Jan replied, matter-of-factly, “because that’s what he wanted me to do.”

“What gave you the right to do that, Mom?” Lisa demanded.

“I didn’t really have a choice. Your son came up to my bedroom, while I was masturbating, and he forced his intentions on me. If I would have fought him, he would have held me down and raped me. I just know it. I could see it in his eyes,” Jan calmly admitted. “It was obvious to me that he had been planning this for quite some time. And so I decided to go ahead and cooperate with him.”

“So what was all that nonsense you were telling him about pulling out of you before he started cumming?”

“I was playing with him. That’s all. I was just trying to get him more excited. Guys love it when a girl puts up a little resistance. They like to feel like they’re in control. But you and I know the truth, don’t we? And so yes, I was using reverse psychology to get Alex to do exactly what I wanted him to do, by simply telling him not to do it. And he came through like a champ!”

At this point, Alex had managed to quietly sneak back up the hallway. And he was now standing just outside the open doorway of Jan’s bedroom, secretly listening to the “juicy conversation” that was taking place between his mother and his grandmother.

“But how could you go ahead and fuck your own grandson?” Lisa asked.

“Oh, I don’t know, Lisa. Why don’t you tell me. I mean, how could you go ahead and fuck your own twin brother?”

Upon hearing this, Lisa’s mouth dropped wide-open in shock.

“But how did you know that Bill and I were having sex?” Lisa chimed out.

“He told me. That’s how. He’s a good son. And you’re a good daughter. And Alex is a good grandson. And there aren’t any secrets in this family. Remember?”

“Mom, I just want you to know that John is a good husband too. And he’s a very good man, believe it or not. And I love him. And you should too.

“Those panties you found in his dresser belonged to his twin sister, Val. She gave them to John after she snuck into his bedroom late one night, and seduced him into having sex with her. Val took his virginity that night, way back when they were both 18. She only had sex with him one time though. And so those panties of Val’s are very special to John.”

Jan didn’t react to anything that Lisa had just told her about John, and about his fetish concerning Val’s panties. Instead, Jan changed the subject right back to Bill and Lisa’s secret sexual relationship, as she said, “I know why you and Bill stopped having sex together.”

“Did Bill tell you about Alex?” Lisa asked in total disbelief.

“Yes, I know all about Bill getting you pregnant with Alex, if that’s what you mean?”

“You mean, my Uncle Bill is really my father?” Alex blurted out loudly, in a state of utter confusion.

“Alex!” both women shouted out, almost in unison, and then went silent–each looking towards the other, and not really knowing what to say. The two women had been caught completely off-guard by Alex’s still-naked figure standing in the bedroom doorway.

Finally, Lisa broke the awkward silence. “You’re going back to your bedroom right now, Young Man! I don’t give a damn how old you are. I’m still your mother. And you’ve got no right to listen in on a private conversation between me and my mother. You should be ashamed of yourself!” Lisa chided Alex, realizing that he had heard the whole discussion about Bill being his father.

And with that, Lisa got up, put her arm around Alex’s shoulders and personally escorted him to the guest bedroom, making sure to say a quick “goodnight” to her mother, right before leaving Jan’s bedroom, and closing her bedroom door behind them.

When Lisa and her son got to the guest room, they both walked in. Then Lisa closed the bedroom door behind them, and locked the door.

“Sit down, Young Man!” Lisa ordered. And Alex immediately sat down at the foot of the bed. Lisa stood right in front of her nude son.

“Mom, so was it Uncle Bill that you met at the bar that night? Was he the stranger that you had a ‘one-night stand’ with?” Alex asked.

“No, Alex. The truth is that you weren’t the product of a ‘one-night stand.’ It was an ‘eight-year stand.’ And I didn’t meet Bill at a bar. And we weren’t drunk when he came to my bedroom late a nights to make love to me. In fact, Bill is still the love of my life, and I would have gladly married him, if I could have. Unfortunately, it’s against the law to marry your own brother.”

“But why didn’t you tell me about all this, before now?” Alex asked.

“Because I couldn’t. That’s why. When I got pregnant with you, Bill wanted me to get an abortion. But I wanted to go ahead and have my baby.

“Bill finally agreed to let me keep my baby. But he made me promise that I would never tell anyone else–including you–who the real father was. And that’s when we made up the story about about my ‘one-night stand’ with a total stranger that I had supposedly met at a bar.

“And, thanks to your grandmother’s loud mouth, now you know the truth anyway.

“But you’ve got to promise me that you will never tell your Uncle Bill that you know that he’s your father. He’ll think that I told you, and he would never forgive me for that. You’ve also got to promise me that you’ll never tell Trish that she’s really your half-sister.”

“Okay, Mom. But if I do this for you, then you’re gonna have to do something ‘very special’ for me,” Alex replied, as he reached down into his crotch and began stroking his dick, while he was staring at Lisa’s pants-covered crotch, which was right in front of his face.

Lisa could see that Alex was beginning to get another hard-on. “Oh…no,” Lisa said, shaking her head from side-to-side, in defiance.

“Oh…yes,” Alex quickly replied, mimicking Lisa’s tone-of-voice, while nodding his head just as emphatically as she was shaking hers.

“Alex, I can’t do this!” Lisa insisted.

“Oh, yes you can. And you will! In fact, I know that this is exactly what you fantasize about doing. I read it in your own diary.”

“It’s not a diary. It’s a journal. And what the hell were you doing, going through my personal stuff?” Lisa demanded.

“I was on my way to get a pair of your panties from the laundry hamper in your bathroom, and I just happened to see your dia–…uhh…I mean, your ‘journal’…lying on the night stand next to your bed, when I was walking through your bedroom to get to the bathroom.”

“How much of it did you read?” Lisa asked in sheer horror, totally disregarding the part about Alex wanting a pair of her soiled panties.

“Enough to know that you’ve been fantasizing about having sex with me for a very long time. Let me see, how did you put it? Oh yeah. And I quote, ‘Every time I walk past Alex’s bedroom and catch him masturbating, I always act like it’s no big deal. But the truth is, that there is a part of me–deep down inside–that wants to go into his bedroom, take off all my clothes and let Alex have his way with me.'”

“Oh shit! I can’t believe you read that!” Lisa fumed.

“Is it true, Mom?” Alex asked.

Lisa didn’t answer. She just glared at him with her dagger-eyes.

“Well?…Is it true?” Alex asked again.

“Yes. It’s true,” Lisa finally admitted.

“So then you do fantasize about having sex with me? Do you ever fantasize about me when you’re masturbating?”

“Yes, God damn it! But it’s not right for us to actually go through with it, and have sex together. I’m your mother, for Christ’s sake. And it’s just plain wrong!”

“That didn’t stop you from having sex with your own brother, or from having sex with your own father–or from having sex with your own mother, for that matter. In fact, I’m the only member of this entire family that you haven’t had sex with. But that’s about to change, right now!” Alex stated. “Now take off your pants and panties, Mom.”

Hearing the word “panties” come out of Alex’s mouth made Lisa focus on what Alex had just told her about him having gotten her soiled panties out of the hamper in her bathroom.

“So why were you after a pair of my used panties that day, when you read my journal?” Lisa asked, as she was unbuttoning her pants, pulling down the zipper at the front, and then sliding the pants down her legs to her feet, so that she could step out of the leg-holes.

“I was gonna jack off with ’em,” Alex candidly admitted.

“Did your grandpa teach you that?”

“Yeah. Grandpa John and I have been getting together to jack off for a while now. And he always liked to put Val’s panties around his dick, while he’s working on gettin’ a hard-on. He would always offer to share Val’s panties with me too. But I wanted to have my own pair of panties that I could use whenever I wanted to.

“So I went to go find a pair of yours, because I’ve been wanting to fuck you, ever since I reached puberty! You’re the hottest, sexiest woman I know. Who do you think I always fantasize about when I’m jacking off?”

“I’m flattered, Alex. Really I am. But that still doesn’t make it right,” Lisa said, and then she all of the sudden shifted gears, mentally. “Did you really lose your virginity tonight to your own grandmother?”

“Yes, I did,” Alex honestly replied. “And it was totally awesome! I didn’t have to use a condom.” And upon hearing the word “condom” come out of Alex’s mouth, Lisa and Alex both broke out in nervous laughter for a few moments, before the mood in the room quickly returned back to its former tense and serious state.

“Now, go ahead and take your panties off, Mom,” Alex insisted in a very stern and measured manner. “At this point, I don’t care if it’s right, or wrong. You’re gonna have sex with me right now. And you’re gonna do whatever I tell you to do. And you’re gonna enjoy yourself while you’re doing it. And after we’re finished having sex tonight, you’re gonna sleep with me naked, right here in this bed.

“And until I finally leave, and move out on my own, you’re gonna have sex with me whenever I want you to, and do whatever I want you to do. It’s either that, or I’m gonna call up good ol’ Uncle Bill, and tell him that you told me that he’s my father.”

“Oh God, Alex, please don’t do this! If your grandfather ever finds out–” Lisa pleaded half-heartedly, knowing that her fate had just been sealed by her less-than-honorable, blackmailing son.

“–he won’t care,” Alex said, interrupting Lisa, “Believe me. Grandpa John actually wants me to have sex with you. He told me so himself. And I’m sure he wouldn’t mind us all having a threesome together. In fact, Vicki could even join us, and make it a foursome. What do ya say?”

Lisa didn’t answer him.

“Now, take off your damn panties, Mom! Show me that nice, big clit you’ve got!” Alex ordered, and Lisa hesitantly complied with Alex’s demand.

That’s when Alex saw the telltale white string hanging down from very rear of Lisa’s pussy crack. And he quickly realized why his 42-year-old mother had been so hesitant about taking off her panties. She obviously hadn’t gone through menopause yet, and she just happened to be “on the rag” right now.

“Are you having your period, Mom?” Alex asked, even though he already knew the answer to that question.

“Yes, I am,” Lisa stated very matter-of-factly. “It just started yesterday.”

“Okay. So pull your tampon out, and let’s get going,”

“But if I do that, I’m gonna bleed all over the place,” Lisa warned, knowing full well that that was a huge exaggeration on her part. She most likely would just bleed down the insides of her thighs a little bit. Ever since she had gotten on The Pill many years ago, Lisa’s periods had lightened up drastically from what they used to be.

“So what? Who cares? That’s not gonna stop me from having sex with you tonight,” Alex insisted. “Oh my God, your clit is so awesome! It looks just like a little dick. Come closer, so that I can suck on that ‘bad boy.'”

Lisa obediently moved in closer to Alex.

“Now, spread your legs far apart,” Alex ordered.

And Lisa continued to honor her son’s demands. “Is this far enough for you?” she asked sarcastically.

“Yes. That’ll do just fine,” Alex said, as he reached up under Lisa’s crotch, grabbed hold of the tampon removal string, and pulled the nasty-looking, puffed-up tampon out of her vagina. He threw the blood-soaked tampon into the small waste basket beside the bed. And then he craned his head across to Lisa’s shaved-hairless crotch, and began licking and sucking her huge clit.

“Oh shit!…Fuck!…God damn it, Alex!” was all Lisa could say, as she was letting her own son suck on her clitoris. And she was naturally getting sexually excited, as a result, despite the fact that she trying her best to keep from being turned-on by her own son.

Alex pulled his mouth away from Lisa’s giant clit after a couple of minutes, and said, “Now, I want you to jack your ‘little dick’ off in front of me, just like you do for Grandpa John. And I want you to do it until you make yourself cum.”

Lisa started pulling the hood up and down the long shaft of her huge clitoris with her fingers, treating it as if it were a small penis that she was jacking off.

And Alex began hand-pumping his own penis, as he watched his mother masturbate in this unusual manner.

Lisa finger-pumped her erect clit faster and faster, until she made herself cum in front of Alex, just like he had asked her to do.

And Alex could tell that his mother wasn’t faking an orgasm, because Lisa’s pussy squirted while she was orgasming, leaving small puddles of her blood-tinged urine all over the hardwood floor, between her spread-apart feet.

“That’s real good, Mom,” Alex praised his mother for her performance so far. “Now I want you to pick up your panties off the floor, rub the crotch against your wet pussy, and then sniff it, while you finger yourself in front of me.”

Lisa picked the panties up off the floor, rubbed the inside of the panty-crotch against her wet pussy crack, and then began sniffing the crotch of the panties, while she started rubbing her fingertips along her now-wet slit.

“No, Mom! That’s not what I meant,” Alex said. “I want you to stick your fingers way up inside your pussy-hole, and finger-fuck yourself in front of me.”

“Alex, please. Why are you making me do this? You know my pussy’s all bloody.”

“Isn’t it getting you turned-on?” Alex asked.

“Well, yes, but–” Lisa tried to say.

“–well then, shut up! And do what I’m telling you to fucking do!” Alex demanded harshly, paused for a moment, and then added in a much calmer tone-of-voice, “Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy it. I’m not gonna hurt you. You’re my mother.”

Lisa began finger-fucking herself in front of Alex, while she was sniffing at the crotch of her panties, just like Alex had told her to do.

Alex just sat there quietly and masturbated for a little while, as he watched his mother “go at it.” Then he finally broke the silence. “Okay, that’s enough of that. Give me your panties,” Alex demanded.

Once he had Lisa’s panties in his hand, Alex sniffed the panties for a couple of seconds, and then threw the panties into the small waste basket beside the bed.

“Now pull your fingers out of your nasty pussy, and lick ’em clean,” Alex ordered.

Lisa pulled her bloodied fingers out of her vagina, stuck them in her mouth and sucked on them for a while. She had never tasted the juices from her own menstruating pussy before. And just the thought of what she was actually doing in front of her own son really grossed her out, and made her feel a bit sick to her stomach. But at the same time, it also turned her on so much that she could barely contain herself.

“Now take off the rest of your clothes,” Alex said.

Lisa pulled her blouse up over her head and dropped it to the floor, making sure that it didn’t land in one of her small urine puddles. Then she reached around her back to undo the clasps of her bra, and let it drop to the floor as well, on top of her blouse. This left her completely nude, except for her dainty sterling silver necklace, and the two large silver hoop earrings that she was wearing.

“That’s good,” Alex commented, as he moved around to sit at the side of the bed. “Okay, kneel down in front of me.”

Alex moved his own knees apart, so that Lisa could get between them. This placed her face very close to the tip of his fully-erect penis.

This is also when a marvelous thought hit Alex like a rock. He decided that he would pretend to be a very young boy, just to try to freak out his mother a little bit more than she already was.

“Do you like my ‘pee-pee,’ Mommy?” Alex asked in a forced high-pitch voice, pretending to be a little boy, as he gently squeezed the tip of his ‘pee-pee’ between his thumb and forefinger, obviously showing it to her, just like a little boy might do.

Alex’s abrupt shift into this “little boy voice” surprised and shocked Lisa. And she just stared at him for a moment, without saying a word.

“Well, do you, Mommy?” Alex continued onward, “‘Cuz I like your pee-pee a lot!”

“Yes, honey,” Lisa finally answered, playing along with Alex’s “little game.” “You’ve got a very nice pee-pee.”

“Mommy, do you wanna touch and feel my pee-pee? It would make me really happy, if you do.”

Lisa reached across and began fondling her grown son’s dick and balls. And it didn’t take long at all, before she was slowly hand-pumping up and down on his uncircumcised dick.

Lisa’s pussy was tingling with anticipation, as she watched the transparent pre-cum start oozing out of Alex’s piss-hole slit. She could barely believe that all of this was actually happening. She had secretly fantasized about this moment for years.

“Mommy?” Alex continue on, in his little boy voice.

“Yes, Honey,” Lisa responded.

“Would you please let me stick my pee-pee inside of yours, just like you always let Grandpa John do?”

“Of course, Baby,” Lisa said, standing back up and then getting on top of the bed on all fours, with her butt stuck up in the air in a doggie style position. “Go ahead, Sweetie. Stick your pee-pee inside of mine.”

“Okay, Mommy,” Alex said. And he moved in behind Lisa, balancing himself on his knees and shins on top of the bed. “I don’t know where I’m supposed to stick it in at. Would you help me, Mommy?”

“Sure, Baby,” Lisa said, admiring how well Alex was playing this “little game” with her.

Lisa reached down between her legs, grabbed hold of Alex’s shaft, and rubbed his dick-head up and down along her wet slit a few times. Then she inserted the head of Alex’s dick up into her own vaginal opening.

“I’ve got my pee-pee inside of yours now, Mommy!” Alex enthusiastically announced, and then asked, “Does that feel good to you? Because it sure feels good to me. It’s so nice and warm.”

“Yes, Alex, it feels wonderful!” Lisa honestly replied.

“Is it okay if I move my pee-pee around inside of your pee-pee?” Alex asked.

“Go right ahead, Honey, if that’s what you feel like doing,” Lisa said, knowing full well what all of this was leading up to.

And Alex began thrusting his penis in and out a few times very rapidly, with the same type of enthusiasm and energy that a child would naturally have.

“Oh oh! I think I’m gonna tinkle,” Alex warned Lisa, in a forced whisper, as he kept relentlessly humping away at Lisa’s fuck-hole. “Is that okay with you, Mommy?”

“Yes, Baby. Go right ahead and tinkle inside of Mommy’s pee-pee. That’s exactly what I want you to do. And guess what? I think Mommy’s gonna tinkle too.”

And within seconds, Lisa began orgasming her butt off underneath Alex, and squirting her orgasmic juices all over his balls, while he was busy pumping out his whole wad of sperm deep inside of his own mother’s vagina.

After his orgasm was over with, Alex said, “I felt you tinkle, Mommy. Did you feel me tinkle? What’s the matter, Mommy? Why are you crying?”

Lisa was sobbing just like a little baby. But they were tears of happiness. She had finally lived out one of her deepest, darkest fantasies. And thanks to Alex, she had done it in a very unique way, that had ended up being more of a turn-on for her than she could have ever imagined. She was basking in an orgasmic afterglow that seemed like it was going to last forever.

And Lisa was definitely looking forward to the next time that Alex would get her to have sex with him. She was wondering what he would do, and what he would make her do. Would he get her to suck his dick next time? Or would he make her have a threesome with John, like he had suggested?

Lisa had no idea what lay in store for her future “sexual adventures” with Alex. All she knew was that she would definitely be having them, no matter whether she wanted to or not. So Lisa was thankful that she had gotten on The Pill for John, when he had first moved in with her and Vicki, because at least she wouldn’t have to worry about Alex or John getting her pregnant. And despite her doctor’s warning to her that she should stop taking birth control pills (due to the fact that she was now well over 35 years old, and at a much higher risk for serious side effects), Lisa intended to stay on The Pill until she finally reached menopause.

And Lisa thought about the confessions that Alex had made to her just moments earlier. It was disturbing to Lisa that Alex had stolen her soiled panties so that he could use them as a masturbation aid.

But that hadn’t bothered her nearly as much as the confession Alex had made to her about him and her father getting together to jack off on several occasions. That had been a total surprise to her, even though she knew that it was very common for young boys to do that together. What had really surprised her was that her father, at his advanced age, was doing that type of thing with Alex.

Lisa would have been even more shocked if Alex would have gone ahead and told her the whole truth about his long-standing sexual relationship with his Grandpa John, and about all the various homosexual acts that had taken place between them. Just like the rest of his immediate family, Alex was bi-sexual, and he had learned to accept his bi-sexual feelings.

But, in Alex’s case, his sexuality fell much closer to the homosexual side of the bi-sexual scale, than it did to the heterosexual side. And so he naturally preferred having sex with other males. Even now, while Alex was slowly easing his softening penis out of his own mother’s freshly-creampied vagina, he found himself thinking about how he couldn’t wait to wrap his hands around his Grandpa John’s sexy-looking dick and balls again, when he got back home.

Ironically, at this very moment, Lisa was thinking the exact same thing herself. And she found it hard to believe that her father’s genitals actually turned her on more than her son’s did, even though her son’s penis was quite a bit larger than her dad’s. But for Lisa, there was just something magical about her touching and playing with the very penis and testicles that had conceived her in her mother’s womb.

And, in another weird twist-of-fate, at this very moment, a still-very-horny Jan was lying in her bed under the covers, busy diddling away at her own freshly-creampied pussy, while she was fantasizing about wrapping her hands around Alex’s weird-looking, “fully-hooded” penis.

* * * * *

CHAPTER 18

2006: The Rape And The Rapture

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It had all started out innocently enough on the day after Christmas in 2006, when Jan had received a call from her 34-year-old son, Bill Ridgeway, who had finally managed to move out into his own apartment several years before, back when he was 26.

“Come on, Mom,” Bill pleaded, “Would you please let Trish spend the night at your place for just one night. It’s New Year’s Eve, for Christ’s sake. And I want to take Lisa out on the town, and show her a good time. And just so you know, I asked Trish what she wanted to do on New Year’s Eve. And she told me that she wanted to spend it with you guys.”

Actually, what Bill really wanted to do was to take his twin sister out to a bunch of bars, and get her shit-faced drunk on New Year’s Eve, so that he could take her back to his hotel room afterwards, and fuck the crap out of her.

Despite his persistent flirtations with just about every woman that he knew, Bill hadn’t managed to get any pussy over the last four years. And so naturally, he was feeling desperately horny.

“Sure, honey. That would be great!” Jan had agreed. “Just drop her off here, before you go pick Lisa up.”

Bill’s daughter, Trish, was a solid 18 years old, and quickly approaching 19. However, she had a slender, petite, “pixie-ish” body and a chubby-cheeked face, with a precious dimpled smile, which all served to make her look at least 2 to 3 years younger than she really was.

And Trish knew how to take advantage of her deceptively-youthful looks. In fact, she had managed to elevate the standard kids’ “wrapping adults around one’s little finger” ruse into an art form.

For example, in an effort to complete her “young girl” look, Trish liked to keep her shoulder-length, brunette hair perfectly-parted right down the middle to form ponytails that would hang down on each side of her head. Trish’s twin ponytails were way too long to be called pigtails, even though that’s what they technically were. And tonight, she just happened to have each ponytail tied up with a narrow piece of royal blue ribbon, done up in almost-identical bows hanging over the top of each ear.

So, on New Year’s Eve, Bill dropped a very young-looking Trish off at her grandmother’s house. And she enjoyed visiting with her grandparents during the late afternoon, and into the evening hours.

At around 9:30 PM, Trish excused herself, and went upstairs to change into her night clothes, before re-joining her grandparents downstairs to continue visiting with them. Tonight, those night clothes consisted of one upper-thigh-length, Disney Princess-themed cotton night shirt; one pair of very-plain-looking, wide-crotched, full-coverage panties, that were barely hidden underneath the bottom hem of the night shirt when Trish was in a standing position; one pair of white cotton ankle socks on her feet–and no bra, which meant that the outlines of Trish’s nipples were perpetually-visible through the thin, cotton T-shirt material of her juvenile-looking night shirt.

Of course, Trish’s grandpa and grandma got tired at around 11:00 PM. But they both struggled, and managed to stay up long enough to toast the New Year at midnight with their young granddaughter, using three champagne glasses filled with sparkling apple cider, before they each retired to their own bedrooms.

However, Grams took a detour first, as she went out of her way to tuck Trish into bed in the guest room down the hall, before retiring to her own bedroom.

Jan was so tired that, once her head hit the pillow, she was fast asleep within less than 15 minutes.

But a little before two o’clock in the morning, Jan woke up to find that Trish was under the bed covers with her, snuggled right up next to her, shivering. Jan always slept in the nude. But Trish had on a long nightshirt, with a pair of panties underneath.

“What on earth are you doing in my bed, child?” Jan asked the obviously-scared young girl.

“I’m sorry, Grams. But I heard some weird noises. And they scared me real bad. Can I sleep with you tonight? Please?” Trish begged.

“Okay, Sweetie, if it’ll make you feel safer.”

“Would you please hold me?” Trish asked.

Jan opened up her arms, and Trish nestled her head up against Jan’s left breast. She also grabbed hold of Jan’s right breast, and cupped it firmly in her small hand.

Jan felt her pussy starting to tingle. And she immediately chided herself mentally, Jan, you idiot, what the hell are you doing? You shouldn’t get aroused by your granddaughter touching your breasts.

But then, all of the sudden, Trish did something totally unexpected. She turned her head, latched her mouth down around Jan’s left nipple, and began sucking away on her breast, just like a newborn baby feeding on its mother’s milk.

And all those old familiar feelings came flooding back into Jan’s memory, as she was remembering how great it felt when she was breast-feeding her twins, so many years ago. And Jan also remembered that her pussy would always get sopping-wet while the twins were feeding on her milk, and that she would often end up going somewhere private and masturbating afterwards.

Trish’s nipple-sucking made Jan’s pussy tingle even more, and she could feel her clitoris quickly becoming erect. And Jan thought to herself, Oh fuck! What am I gonna do now?[i]

But there was nothing that Jan really [i]could do. She was feeling so horny that she just couldn’t help herself. It had literally been well over five years, since she had had another human body in the same bed with her, under the covers. Well over five years, since she had had someone else to share her pent-up sexuality with.

The next thing Jan knew, she had worked her knee up under Trish’s nightshirt. And she now had her right thigh laid over the top of Trish’s bare leg. And as Trish kept sucking away at Jan’s nipple, treating it just like a toddler’s pacifier, Jan was slowly rocking her hips to rub her bare, hairy pussy back and forth against Trish’s right thigh.

Trish pulled her mouth up off of Jan’s nipple, and asked, “Gosh, Grams. Why are you rubbing your ‘pee-pee’ against my leg?”

“Because it feels really good when I do that. That’s why,” Jan honestly replied. “But why on earth are you calling it my ‘pee-pee’? You know you’re way too old to be calling it that.”

“Well, Grams, that’s what you always used to call it, back when I was a young girl.

“My best friend, Susie, calls it her ‘cunnie.’ But I don’t really like that word, because it comes from the word ‘cunt.’ And that’s such an ugly-sounding word.

“I prefer to call it my ‘pussy’–mainly because that’s the word that all the boys at school seem to use, whenever they’re describing a girl’s crotch. Besides, the word ‘pussy’ just sounds so cute and feminine. Don’t you think?” Trish asked, and then immediately went back to sucking Jan’s breast.

“Yes, it does,” Jan replied. “And that’s the word I always like to use too. Of course, it’s really called a ‘vulva.’ That’s the correct medical term for it. But I don’t know any women out there who actually refer to their pussies as being ‘vulvas.'”

Trish raised her head back up off Jan’s erect nipple, and asked, “So would it be okay if I rub my pussy against your leg?”

Jan was floored by that question. But she also realized that she had already gone way too far. And she felt like there was no turning back now.

“Sure, Honey. If that’s what you really want to do,” Jan replied, feeling a very strong urge to reach down between Trish’s legs, and stick her fingers up into Trish’s small, virgin pussy–while at the same time, realizing that she would have to little-by-little ease her way up to that point, so that she wouldn’t risk scaring her granddaughter.

“I do, Grams,” Trish replied. And she rolled over on top of Jan’s thigh, and began slowly humping and grinding away at it with her panty-covered pussy, while she leaned back down and continued to suck away on Jan’s left tit.

At this point, while Jan was lying on her back with her legs spread apart, and gladly letting Trish dry-hump away at her left thigh, Jan experienced her first orgasm of the night. And since her very first orgasms during any given sex session were normally mild ones, this orgasm caught Jan totally by surprise, because it was a moderately-strong one.

And although she managed to keep from crying out, or getting vocal, during her orgasm–she didn’t want to take the chance of waking John up, who was sleeping right down the hall from her bedroom–Jan couldn’t help but suck air in through her chattering teeth as she shuddered, acting as if she were being dropped into an ice bath.

“Am I hurting you, Grams?” Trish stopped her nipple-sucking just long enough to ask, with sincere concern in her voice.

“Oh, no, Sweetie. I’m just feeling really good right now. Aren’t you?”

“Well, yes. But can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“Would it be okay with you if I take off my panties? I wanna rub my bare pussy against your leg, just like you were doing.”

“Yes, that would be wonderful!” Jan said, attempting to hide her high level of excitement, but not really being able to. “Tell you what. Why don’t you take off your nightshirt too. That way, we’ll both be completely naked. Wouldn’t that be exciting?”

“You bet it would!” Trish agreed enthusiastically, as she got up out of the bed. She went and closed the bedroom door, and then locked it, before coming back to the side of Jan’s bed.

While standing up, facing her grandmother, Trish pulled her nightshirt up over her head, and dropped it down onto the floor. Then Trish leaned over, pulled her panties down to the floor, and then stepped out of the leg-holes, before straightening her torso back up again.

Thanks to the dim moonlight streaming in through the blinds of the bedroom window, Jan got her first look at Trish’s naked, still-developing body. Jan could see the obvious, puffy breast-buds that were sticking straight out from Trish’s nearly-flat chest. Jan was intrigued by the fact that her own puffed-out nipples that sat atop her very-small breasts, looked just like a slightly-more-mature version of Trish’s little breast-buds. And Jan couldn’t wait to get her hands on that little, split-in-half mound of flesh, down between Trish’s young, slender thighs.

The ironic thing about all of this, was that Trish was the one who was really “making the moves” on Jan–and not the other way around.

* * * * *

Meanwhile, in a guest room on the fifth floor of the Grand Marquis Hotel, Bill was staring at Lisa’s naked body, lying on top of the queen-size bed. His plans had gone horribly wrong when midnight had hit, and Lisa had ended up drinking way too much champagne.

Bill had brought his twin sister back to the hotel room at around 1:30 in the morning, only to have her puke all over the bathroom floor, and then pass out, while hugging the toilet bowl, as if it were her only true friend in this life.

Bill had physically dragged Lisa’s body out of the bathroom, and removed her clothing, which was splattered with her own vomit. Then he had hoisted her naked body up onto the hotel room bed.

And now he was standing there, taking off his own clothes, while he was staring at Lisa’s firm tits and her awesome-looking pussy, with its unique penis-looking clitoris prominently being displayed at the very front of her crack. And Bill decided that he was going to go ahead and have sex with Lisa anyway.

Of course, the sex would be one-sided. But Bill wanted to stick his dick in Lisa’s pussy again so badly, that he didn’t care that she was passed out, and that she wouldn’t even know that he was having sex with her.

Bill climbed into bed with Lisa, and began feeling out and playing with her firm, perky breasts. And it didn’t take long for his unique-looking penis, with its hypospadic urethral opening, to get rock-hard.

And at that point, Bill knew that he was just moments away from raping his own twin sister. But he also knew that he had already gone too far, and that he couldn’t stop himself from raping Lisa, even if he wanted to.

He stuck his fingers into Lisa’s pussy crack. And even though she was passed out, her pussy still automatically got wet while he was fondling it.

Bill thought to himself, Okay, you little bitch. This is what you get for telling me that I can’t have sex with you anymore, just ‘cuz you got pregnant that one time. Well, the joke’s on you now. ‘Cuz your pussy’s mine tonight. And I’m gonna try to get you pregnant again, if I can!

Bill spread Lisa’s legs apart, got up on top of her in a missionary position–being very careful to keep his nose and mouth away from her stinky vomit-mouth–and he began fucking Lisa’s slick, totally-relaxed pussy-hole with his 6-inch-long dick. And while he was raping her, he actively fantasized the whole time that Lisa had just ovulated and was fertile, and that he was going to be fertilizing her egg cell with one of his millions of sperm cells.

Lisa started moaning softly, and moving her hips back and forth in response to his thrusting, but she didn’t wake up. And even when Bill began to orgasm, and was squirting his sperm deep inside of Lisa’s vagina, she still didn’t wake up.

But Bill didn’t really care. He was happy just to have the use of his sister’s nice, warm pussy for the night.

Excessive horniness can do strange things to people. And Bill would go on to rape Lisa two more times that same night–intentionally ejaculating two more payloads of his semen as deep inside of her vagina as he could–before he finally fell asleep beside her.

And Lisa never woke up during her second and her third inseminations by her own twin brother’s penis.

* * * * *

Over at Jan’s house, things were just starting to get “interesting,” as a now-naked Trish climbed back under the covers, to lie next to her nude 52-year-old grandmother.

“Grams?” Trish asked.

“Yes, Sweetie.”

“I’ll let you touch my pussy, if you’ll let me touch yours,” Trish boldly offered, in an childish, sing-songy, “I’ll show you mine, if you’ll show me yours” tone-of-voice.

“Are you telling me that you actually want to touch my pussy,” Jan asked, just to verify that she had really heard Trish say that to her.

“Yes, Grams. And I’ll even let you touch mine first, if you want to. Go right ahead,” Trish said, as she spread her legs apart to give Jan access to her pussy.

“No, Honey. That’s okay. You’re my guest tonight. You go first,” Jan demanded, as she reached over and took Trish’s hand, and then gently guided it down into her own crotch.

“Gosh, Grams. You’re really hairy down there,” Trish remarked, as she tentatively felt Jan’s crotch and pussy mound with the open palm of her small hand.

“Why don’t you go ahead and stick your fingers inside my crack,” Jan suggested, as she reached down in her crotch, placed a hand on each side of her mound, pulled her inner and outer labia apart, and held her pussy crack wide-open for Trish.

Trish immediately began touching and feeling out all the inner parts of Jan’s pussy crack. And as Trish touched and felt out the various parts of Jan’s pussy, Jan tried to make a game out of it, by describing each pussy-part for Trish.

“Those are my outer labia. Most people call them ‘outer pussy lips.’ And those are my inner labia. Can you guess what they’re usually called?”

“Inner pussy lips,” Trish said, without missing at beat. “And this is the hood of your clitoris. It’s usually called a ‘clit.’ And by the way, Grams, your clit’s a lot bigger than Susie’s,” Trish added.

“Is this the same ‘Susie’ that you mentioned before. The one that calls it her ‘cunnie’?”

“Yes. And your clit’s a lot bigger than hers.”

“But how do you know about Susie’s clit?” a very confused Jan asked.

“I’ve touched it with my own hands. That’s how. Whenever I have a sleepover at Susie’s house–and that happens almost every weekend–she and I sleep in the same bed together. And we always end up kissing, and hugging, and feeling out each other, and playing with each other’s pussies. Susie’s a year older than me, and she’s the one who taught me how to masturbate.”

“So how often do you masturbate?” Jan asked, without really knowing why she had asked that question.

“Enough that I’m pretty darn good at it. You wanna see?” Trish asked, as she began manipulating Jan’s clit, moving the loose skin hood up and down the shaft by using a circular motion with the tip her middle finger. She then inserted the middle finger of her other hand deep into Jan’s vagina, and began actively finger-fucking her with it.

“Oh, yeah! That’s it, Sweetie,” Jan said, as she was getting very close to experiencing her second moderately-strong orgasm of the night.

“You’re just about to cum, aren’t you, Grams?” Trish asked.

“Uh-huh,” Jan quickly hummed back, nodding her head.

“I can always tell when Susie’s about to cum. There’s just a certain way that her pussy feels to my fingers,” Trish commented.

“Oh fuuuuuuck yes!” Jan whispered strongly, and began orgasming, while she was biting down on her lower lip and whimpering through her nose, like a lost puppy dog.

And Trish felt Jan’s vagina rhythmically squeezing down around her probing finger. Trish also felt Jan’s pussy crack become noticeably wetter.

“That’s it, Grams. Let it all out,” Trish said, and then added, “I’m feeling so horny right now. I can’t wait for you to start fingering my little pussy. You do wanna finger my little pussy, don’t you?”

“Oh hell yes!” Jan quickly replied, reaching over into Trish’s crotch, sticking her fingers up into Trish’s hairless shaved pussy, which was already sopping-wet.

Jan shoved her middle finger up into Trish’s snug vagina, and her finger met absolutely no resistance whatsoever.

So Jan pulled her middle finger back out, placed her middle finger and her ring finger side-by-side, and then shoved them both up into Trish’s vagina. And Jan’s held-together fingers easily slid right in, all the way up to her knuckles.

“This doesn’t hurt you at all?” Jan asked.

“Are you kidding me? It feels really good!” Trish replied.

“How about this?” Jan said, as she began slowing thrusting her held-together fingers in and out of Trish’s tight, wet vagina.

“Yeah, that feels even better. But I really need you to go a lot faster,” Trish pleaded.

“Okay, Sweetie. Like this?” Jan asked, as she began to energetically finger-fuck her granddaughter’s baby-making hole with her held-together fingers.”

“Oh yeah. That’s it, Grams. Keep it up. You’re gonna make me cum,” Trish said.

“Are you still a virgin?” Jan asked.

“Oh hell yes!” Trish replied, intentionally mimicking her grandmother’s earlier remark.

“That’s great!” Jan exclaimed, “Hold onto it for as long as you can. And for Christ’s sake, don’t go out and get pregnant at 15 years old!”

“I’m not 15 anymore. I’m 18. But don’t worry, Grams. I’m not gonna do that. That’s why I’m exclusively having sex with girls for right now. I figure I’ll try out boys when I’m much older–like 19, or maybe even…19 1/2,” Trish said, struggling to get the words out to finish her sentence, as she felt her pelvic muscles tightening up, in preparation for the strong orgasm that was just about to whisk her consciousness away to another plane, so that she could once again experience those few precious moments of true bliss that all sexually-mature human beings crave.

Upon hearing what Trish was telling her, Jan’s jaw dropped wide-open. But then so did Trish’s, when she started to scream out in sheer ecstasy, “Oh God, yes! I’m cum–!”

Jan quickly slapped her hand down over Trish’s mouth to muffle her cries, and Trish’s eyes bugged out of her head. Trish was initially surprised and shocked by what Jan was doing to her. But that still didn’t stop Trish from reaching her orgasmic peak.

“You don’t want to wake up your grandfather, do you?” Jan whispered strongly, making sure that her hand was not covering Trish’s nose, so that Trish would still be able to breathe.

Trish managed to quickly shake her head from side-to-side a couple of times in response to her grandmother’s question, before she began orgasming her young butt off, with her body writhing around uncontrollably, while Jan kept her hand firmly planted over Trish’s mouth.

Jan was in total shock at this point, as she realized that her granddaughter had been “playing her” all along. Jan wondered if there was any way that she could “regain the upper hand” this evening–even though she truly never really had it, to begin with. There just had to be something that Trish didn’t know in regards to having sex with another female. And Jan wanted to be the female who showed that “something” to her granddaughter.

“Well? Did you cum real good?” Jan asked, finally lifting her hand from Trish’s mouth, so that Trish could answer her. “Oh hell yes!” Trish replied. “Couldn’t you tell?”

“Of course. But I really wanted to show you something special tonight–that is, if you can keep from waking up your grandfather,” Jan admonished Trish, with a stern look on her face. “Do you know what ‘scissoring’ is?”

“Sure. Susie and I do that a lot,” Trish answered, very matter-of-factly. “But we always call it ‘tribbing,’ because that’s what it’s called out at the Web sites that we’ve gone to.”

“Wow! Things sure have changed a lot since I was a young girl,” Jan commented.

“Did they even have TV back then?” Trish asked, obviously being sarcastic.

“Hey, I’m not that old!” Jan quipped back, and they both started laughing.

“Shhhh!” Jan warned, placing her index finger perpendicular across her lips, to remind Trish that they both needed to try to keep their voices down.

“So, Grams. Did you ever trib, back when you were a young girl?”

“No. But I did other stuff,” Jan vaguely replied, thinking about how much she used to love it whenever her Uncle Ed would rub his bare ‘pee-pee’ against hers; and then squirt his special, white ‘happy juice’ all over her ‘pee-pee.’

“So, Trish,” Jan said, intentionally mimicking the way that Trish has just talked to her. “I’ll bet that you and Susie never tribbed with your pussies connected by a long, double-headed dildo,” Jan emphatically stated, repeatedly raising both of her eyebrows up in an exaggerated Groucho Marx style, as she opened the drawer in the night stand, by the bed. And she pulled out her bright-red, 12-inch-long, double-headed dildo, proudly displaying it to Trish, in the the same manner that a magician might display the rabbit that he just pulled out of his top hat.

“Wow, Grams. That sounds awesome! Let’s do it!”

Jan lay back down on her back on top of the bed, and spread her legs far apart. She licked one end of the long dildo, coating it with a generous helping of her saliva, and then inserted that end of the dildo up into her own vaginal entrance.

Trish quickly moved into a scissoring position, with her stomach facing upward, just like Jan’s already was. Then Trish rubbed the other end of the double-headed dildo up and down her pussy crack a few times, to lubricate her end of the dildo, before she inserted it up into her own tight-but-very-wet vagina.

Both Jan and Trish slowly eased their vaginas all the way down around the dildo, until their two pussy mounds were finally pressed tightly together, almost completely hiding the dildo that they were sharing.

At that point, they both started bumping and grinding their vulvas against each other, to move the rubbery dildo around deep inside their respective birth canals.

“Gosh, Grams!” Trish remarked. “I never thought that we’d end up fucking each other tonight.”

“Neither did I,” Jan honestly responded, “But you know that I’m always here for you, Sweetie. And that means that we can get together again, and do this kind of thing, any time you want to. Just let me know.”

“I will, Grams,” Trish said, barely getting the words out, before she almost screamed out again, but caught herself just in time, by sticking a pillow over her face to muffle her cries, right as she began to cum hard. Of course, Jan soon found herself whisked away by her own orgasmic sensations.

Trish and Jan continued their double-headed dildo scissoring for another 15 minutes or so, with both of them happily riding their respective “orgasmic roller coasters” from one strong orgasm to the next, until Trish finally told Jan that she needed to go back to her own bed, so that she could get some sleep.

But that was a blatant lie, because the last thing that Trish wanted to do right now was to go to sleep.

Trish pulled her end of the dildo out of her vagina, got out of Jan’s bed, and put her panties and nightshirt back on.

As she was getting ready to leave, she said, “Thank you, Grams, for giving me such a wonderful experience. By the way, Happy New Year!”

“And a Happy New Year to you too, Sweetie!” Jan automatically replied, leaving her end of the double-headed dildo inserted deep inside her vagina. Then Jan closed her eyes, and began drifting off to a much-needed sleep.

Trish gave her grandmother a quick peck on the cheek, and pulled the bed covers up over her, tucking her into bed. Then Trish headed out of Jan’s bedroom, closing the bedroom door behind her.

She walked all the way down the hallway, past the door of the guest bedroom–where she was supposed to be sleeping–and she finally stopped right outside the closed door of her grandfather’s bedroom.

Trish slowly turned the doorknob, and then grinned like a Cheshire Cat, when the door to Grandpa John’s bedroom opened right up.

* * * * *

CHAPTER 19

2006: The Faked Innocence

* * * * *

John was fast asleep when his granddaughter quietly entered his bedroom, being very careful to close and lock the bedroom door behind her.

Trish hiked her nightshirt up over the top of her head, and let it fall to the floor at her feet. Then she took her panties off, and gently shoved them up underneath the pillow on the side of the double bed that John wasn’t using.

The now-naked Trish climbed in under the bed covers, and she snuggled right up next to her grandfather. Trish was very pleased when she discovered that, just like Jan, John preferred to sleep in the nude.

John started to wake up when he felt the front of Trish’s naked body clinging against the back of his own naked body, as she was spooning with him, and being the “large spoon”–just like Jan used to do late at nights, whenever she was “in the mood,” and wanted to fuck. Trish’s slender arm was thrown over him, and she was gently massaging and feeling out John’s hairy chest with her nimble hand.

While still in this half-dream-half-awake state, John automatically rolled over onto his back, and spread his legs apart, to give “Jan” easier access to his genitals. And “Jan” began playing with his dick and his balls, just like she always did. John felt his dick quickly becoming erect. And so naturally, he reached over into “Jan’s” crotch, and began fondling her bare pussy.

But something just didn’t feel right to John. Jan’s entire crotch was really hairy, whereas the pussy that John was busy feeling out at this very moment, was completely hairless. And this vulva was just as smooth as a baby’s bottom, and noticeably smaller than Jan’s.

John’s eyes instantly popped wide-open, and he turned his head to see who was in bed with him–because he knew that it wasn’t Jan.

“Oh God! What the hell are you doing?” John asked, in a forced whisper, when he realized that the naked person in bed with him was his own granddaughter. He instantly yanked his hand away from Trish’s bare pussy, as if his hand had just been burnt by a hot iron.

“What does it look like I’m doing, Grandpa?” Trish calmly answered, with a big smile on her face. “I want you to take my virginity tonight.”

“Jesus, child! You can’t do this!” John insisted.

“But I already am doing this–and you’ve already got a nice hard-on,” Trish said, squeezing John’s firm erect penis in her hand a couple of times, to prove her point. “Just tell me that you don’t want me to keep playing with your dick and your sexy balls, and I’ll stop right now. Well? Do you want me to stop, Grandpa?”

“No. Lord knows I don’t want you to stop. But you need to stop. For your own good! You’re not even a woman yet,” John remarked, as Trish just kept on fondling his bare erect penis, and feeling out his large testicles.

“I should think that would just make me even more attractive to you. I know you older guys really love young girls, like me,” Trish said. “So why don’t you stick your fingers back in my little pussy, and let’s ‘get it on’?”

“But it’s just not right! We shouldn’t be doing any of this! I’m your grandfather, for Christ’s sake!” John whispered very harshly.

“If you don’t stick your fingers in my little pussy right now, and start gettin’ me wet, I’m gonna start screaming and wake up Grams. And then I’m gonna tell her that you forced me to come into your bedroom, and that you tried to rape me,” Trish threatened, pausing for a moment, and then adding, “So what’s it gonna be, Grandpa? Are you gonna fuck me tonight, and take my virginity, like I want you to? Or am I gonna have to start screaming right now?”

John didn’t say a word. He responded by simply reaching back over into Trish’s crotch. And he continued fondling her pussy, treating it as if it were his own wife’s pussy–which ironically, he hadn’t touched or seen in more than five years.

As soon as John’s fingers were actively exploring her pussy crack once again, Trish reached under her pillow, grabbed the pair of panties that she had taken off and placed there earlier, and she wrapped the panties around John’s penis, with the inside crotch carefully positioned over the tip of John’s large dick-head. And then Trish slowly began moving the panties up and down his short shaft.

“These are my panties, Grandpa. I took ’em off, right before I got into bed with you. I know you like this,” Trish said, matter-of-factly. “Because I’ve seen you do this before.”

“You have? When?” John asked, not really knowing to what make of this latest, shocking statement by his granddaughter.

“Last month. When I came over and spent the night with you and Grams. It was very late at night. And I got up to get a glass of water from the bathroom.

“When I got there, the light was on, and the door was closed. But it was cracked open just far enough so that I could peek in.

“And I just stood there quietly and watched you, while you were jacking off. You had a pair of panties wrapped around your dick, just like you do right now. So I know that this turns you on a lot. By the way, whose panties were those?”

John didn’t answer her right away. And so Trish prodded him, “Come on, Grandpa. You can tell me. I promise I won’t ever tell anyone else.”

“They were my twin sister’s panties,” John admitted, feeling extremely embarrassed.

“I can’t believe you stole you own sister’s panties,” Trish remarked.

“I didn’t steal them,” John said very defensively. “Val gave them to me herself. After she came to my bedroom one night, and made love to me. I was only 18 when that happened.”

“Wow! That’s way cool! Did you get to fuck her, Grandpa?”

John was momentarily caught off-guard by Trish’s sexual frankness. And after a noticeable pause, he finally answered, “Yes. I got to fuck her. That turned out to be the real reason why she came to my bedroom that night. Val wanted me to take her virginity.”

“So then she must’ve felt just like I do right now. That’s pretty amazing!”

“Yeah. If that’s what you wanna call it,” John said very quietly, with the words trailing off under his breath. And then he thought to himself, What I can’t believe is that you’ve got your panties around my dick right now.

“By the way, when I first saw you in bathroom that night,” said Trish, “I didn’t really know what you were doing with those panties. It took me a little while to figure out that you were jacking off, and that I was secretly watching you do it. And that’s when I started getting really turned-on. I mean, how many girls get the chance to see their own grandfathers masturbate?”

“Did you see me…you know…?” John asked, as he deeply penetrated Trish’s vagina with his middle finger.

“Cum?” Trish said, attempting to finished John’s sentence for him.

“I was going to say ‘ejaculate,'” John insisted, as he attempted to insert both his ring finger and his middle finger up into Trish’s vagina. And his two held-together fingers slid right on in, without any problem whatsoever.

“Whatever. It’s all the same thing, really. So yes, Grandpa, I saw you ‘ejaculate.’ And that’s when I decided that I wanted you to take my virginity. I had never seen real, live sperm in person before. And your ‘ejaculation’ was one of the most amazing things that I’ve ever witnessed in my entire life! I couldn’t believe how much sperm just kept flowing out of your dick. It seemed like it was never gonna stop.

“You don’t know how much of a turn-on that is, for a girl. All I can say is that I had my hand down between my legs, and I was fingering myself like crazy, while I was watching you cum all over the bathroom.

“And afterwards, the only reason you didn’t catch me that night, was that you were so busy cleaning up after yourself, that I had plenty of time to walk back to my bedroom.

“Of course, I went back to bed and tried to get some sleep. But I was feeling so horny from watching you masturbate, that I just kept on waking up all night and playing with myself. And I couldn’t stop thinking about your sexy-looking dick the whole time,” Trish said, pulling her panties away from John’s short-but-stiff penis, to totally expose it to her hungry eyes.

She quickly maneuvered her body to straddle herself across John’s hips, with one knee positioned at each side of his waist. And then, while staring into his eyes, Trish melodramatically announced, “And now, I’m finally getting the chance to put this awesome dick of yours right where it belongs.”

Trish pressed her vagina down onto the wide head of John’s penis, as she wiggled her hips from side-to-side to assist with the initial penetration. And his dick-head slid right up into her wet sex-canal. Trish just sat on John’s penis for a few moments, enjoying the sensation of finally having a real, live penis up inside of her baby-making hole for the first time ever.

“Do you wanna feel my little boobies, Grandpa? Or do you just want me to start humping you?” Trish asked.

“I’d be honored to feel your ‘little boobies,’ John replied, and then did just that, while Trish sat as still as possible on his lap. The puffed-out nipples of Trish’s small breast-buds ended up turning John on much more than he thought that they would, because they looked and felt almost exactly like Jan’s nipples.

After John had felt out Trish’s little breasts for a couple of minutes, she leaned over towards John. And he craned his neck forward, so that he could lick and suck on her nipples.

“Gosh, Grandpa, that feels awesome!” Trish said. “Don’t stop!”

John’s penis strongly pulsated one time. And he could feel the thick little glob of sperm steadily working its way up his urethral tube, and then slowly oozing out of his piss-hole slit, directly into his granddaughter’s virgin vagina.

“Oh, shit!” John remarked very breathily, after he had abruptly pulled his sucking mouth away from Trish’s right nipple. John was horrified by the realization that his granddaughter’s possibly-fertile vagina now had thousands of his “swimming,” egg-seeking sperm cells inside of it. And there was absolutely nothing that he could do about it.

“Grandpa, are you cumming inside me already?” Trish asked, with a puzzled look on her face.

“Yes, Honey. I’m sorry. I just can’t help it. Your ‘little boobies’ are turning me on too much,” John honestly answered, as he continued to gently tweak her left nipple between his fingertips.

“Well then, I guess I’d better start humping,” Trish said, and almost immediately began bouncing her lower body up and down on top of John’s pelvis as fast as she could, to repeatedly thrust her vagina down around John’s penis, and hopefully make both him and her cum hard.

And it didn’t take long at all before Trish succeeded at that task. But thanks to her already-heightened level of sexual excitement that was the direct result of her just-completed dildo-scissoring session with Grams, Trish was the one who actually began orgasming first, squirting her cum-juice all over John’s dick and balls.

And that’s when John began releasing his huge wad of sperm inside her virgin baby-making hole.

“Oooooh, yeeeah! That’s it, Grandpa! God that feels great! I had no idea it would feel so good!” Trish remarked, before finally leaning over all the way, to press her bare-breasted chest against his hairy one. And she began French-kissing John passionately, while his sperm was still flowing out into her vagina.

John was surprised at how adept Trish was at French-kissing him. There wasn’t any inexperienced awkwardness to her kissing at all. In fact, John quickly realized there were many full-grown women in this world who could learn a lot from Trish, when it came to art of French-kissing.

After a little while, Trish and John stopped kissing, and just embraced each other, lying in each other’s arms, just like lovers tend to do.

“So where did you learn to kiss like that?” John asked.

“Susie taught me everything I know,” Trish proudly announced, as she felt John’s penis quickly softening up, and shrinking inside of her vagina.

“Who’s Susie?”

“She’s my best friend, Grandpa. She’s a year older than me. So she’s 19 right now. And we have sex together, whenever I sleep over at her house, which is just about every weekend. She taught me how to masturbate, and how to make love to another person. She’s wonderful!”

“Is she the one who convinced you that you needed to lose your virginity to me tonight?”

“No. That’s was all my idea. But I did tell Susie about it. And she was all for it. She thought that it would be a neat thing for me to do. And now that I’ve done it, I know she was right.”

“Wow! Things are sure different nowadays from the way they were, back when I was a young boy. Most of the girls back then wanted to keep their virginity until they got married,” John said.

“Yeah, Grandpa, things sure have changed. I figured that now would be a good time to go ahead and lose my virginity, so that the kids at school would finally quit making fun of me for being a virgin.

“Would you please fuck me again, Grandpa. That was so cool!” Trish exclaimed, as she felt John’s limp dick finally fall out of her dripping, creampied vagina. “I’ll even help you get another hard-on. Deal?”

After thinking things over for a moment, and realizing that “the damage had already been done,” John said, “Sure, Sweetie, that would be wonderful! But first, you’ve got to promise me that you’ll take the special morning-after pill that I’m gonna get from the pharmacy tomorrow morning. It’ll keep you from getting pregnant. Do I have your word?”

“Yes, Grandpa. I’ll even take the pill right in front of you, if that’s what you want. I promise. I don’t wanna get pregnant either. But could you do me a big favor?”

“What do you want me to do?” John asked.

“I really want us to ‘do it’ doggie style, if that’s okay with you,” Trish said.

“Are you kidding me?” John said. “Of course, it’s ‘okay’ with me. I just find it hard to believe that you even know what ‘doggie style’ is, at your age.”

“It’s called the Internet, Grandpa. Susie and I love to surf porn together. We do it all the time. And we’ve seen all sorts of ‘neat stuff’ at the free porn sites.”

While John was still lying on his back, Trish knelt down between his legs, swooped down on his limp sperm-coated penis with her mouth, and began licking and sucking away on it, while she fondled his large balls in her hand. And John’s dick began coming back to life fairly quickly–much quicker than he thought that it would.

Despite the fact that Trish had never had a penis in her mouth before, she gave an excellent blowjob to John. It was the kind of blowjob that any street-walking hooker would be proud of.

“My God! Where did you learn how to do that?” John asked.

“The Internet,” Trish quickly replied, and went right back to sucking and licking John’s dick.

Of course, Trish was telling the absolute truth about that. She and Susie loved to watch porn video clips out on the Internet. And they had both seen literally hundreds of women giving blowjobs to their guys.

In fact, one time, Trish and Susie had even gotten two hot dogs out of the refrigerator, and then tried to outdo each other, while they took turns watching each other give blowjobs to those pretend, pork-based penises.

And so the bottom line was that all Trish really had to do, in order to give her grandfather an awesome blowjob, was to imitate the different things that she had seen the women doing to their partners in the on-line porn videos.

When Trish felt John’s penis growing and getting much firmer, she abruptly shifted her body 180 degrees, and straddled John’s face, pressing her sperm-filled, clean-shaven pussy right down onto his mouth–and her virtually-hairless ass-hole right under his nostrils–before she leaned over his crotch, and continued sucking his dick in this 69 position.

John simply did what any other guy in his position would tend to do: He tongued the hell out of Trish’s creampied pussy crack, tasting the saltiness of his own sperm, mixed in with the tartness of her feminine fluids. And it didn’t take very long at all for John’s dick to become fully-erect.

Trish lifted her mouth up off of John’s penis, and said, “Okay, Grandpa. It’s time for you to ‘do me’ again.”

And then Trish got up off of John’s face, and got down on all fours on top of the bed, right beside him. She teasingly shook her small, boyish-looking butt from side-to-side.

John got up, moved in behind Trish, mounted her and began thrusting away. And thanks to John’s amazing “orgasmic staying power,” their energetic doggie style intercourse lasted for at least twice as long as Trish had originally thought that it would last.

By the time that John finally climaxed, and launched his second helping of sperm into her young vagina that night, Trish’s pussy was feeling pretty raw and sore. Of course, most of that soreness was really due to her earlier dildo-scissoring session with her Grams. It’s virtually impossible to energetically and repeatedly slam two bare, dildo-coupled pussies together, without them getting a little bruised up, in the process.

Afterwards, John and Trish both lay in each other’s arms for a while, and just quietly talked to each other.

“Grandpa, I’m sorry for threatening you earlier. You know I love you. And I would never really do anything to hurt you,” Trish said.

“I know, Sweetie. I love you too,” John replied.

“It’s just that I was already feeling super-horny when I got into bed with you. And once I had my hands on that super-sexy dick of yours, I just couldn’t bring myself to let you back out, and not take my virginity tonight.”

“I really don’t know what to say. I just hope you’re happy. That’s all,” John said.

“I am, Grandpa. It was a totally awesome experience! Thank you very much!” Trish said excitedly, and then added, “I know that you and Grams aren’t getting along too well. So if you ever wanna ‘do me’ again, just let me know.”

“I’ll definitely make sure to do that,” John reassured her, knowing full well that the last thing he would ever do, is to ask Trish to have sex with him again in the future–no matter how horny he was feeling.

They talked for a little bit longer. And then Trish got up out of the bed, and put her nightshirt back on. As she was getting ready to leave, she said, “Oh, by the way, Happy New Year, Grandpa!”

“Happy New Year to you too, Sweetheart!” John automatically replied.

Trish gave her grandfather a quick peck on the cheek, and headed out of John’s bedroom, closing the bedroom door behind her. She went back to her own guest bedroom, so that she could finally get some much-needed sleep.

During her departure from John’s bedroom, Trish had intentionally left her panties lying on top of John’s bed, hoping that he would actually wrap her panties–instead of Val’s–around his dick, the next time that he jacked off.

* * * * *

The next day, down at the Grand Marquis Hotel, it was almost noon when Lisa finally woke up with a bad hangover. She discovered–to her horror–that she was naked in the same bed with her naked twin brother. And she started freaking out.

“Did we ‘do it’ last night?” Lisa asked, urgently.

“Yep, we sure did. Three times,” Bill calmly responded.

“Oh God! I’m not using any birth-control right now,” Lisa thought to herself, but couldn’t keep from saying it to herself out-loud at the same time.

“Oh well, c’est la vie,” Bill said, flippantly responding to Lisa’s remark, even though she didn’t really intend for him to actually hear it.

“No. You don’t understand!” Lisa blurted out directly at Bill, trying to get her twin brother to take her more seriously. “It’s not my ‘safe time.’ I could be fertile right now, God damn it!”

“Well then, if you don’t wanna get pregnant, Sis, I guess you’d better go down to your friendly local drug store, and get a morning-after pill,” Bill calmly replied.

“But I don’t remember us ‘doing it.’ I must’ve been really drunk,” Lisa said.

“Yes, you were,” Bill agreed, knowing that he was never going to tell Lisa the truth about what had really happened that night in the hotel room.

“God! How could you do this to me? You promised me that you wouldn’t have sex with me anymore,” Lisa said.

“I’m sorry, Sis. Things just kind of got out-of-hand. That’s all. And one thing led to another. And before I knew it, there we were, in bed together. I promise you, it won’t ever happen again.”

“You’re damned right it won’t ever happen again! I’ll just have to make sure of that! From now on, you can take your ‘night out on the town’ offers and stick ’em up your fucking ass, for all I care!” Lisa screamed out, with tears streaming down both sides of her face.

Lisa quickly scooped up her clothing from the floor, and ran into the bathroom to get dressed–and then, just as quickly, ran back out of the bathroom, when she saw and smelled all the vomit that she had left there, the night before.

And in just a few more moments, Lisa would become even more horrified, when she was forced to get dressed right in front of her still-naked twin brother–who was lying on the hotel room bed, watching her every move–and she discovered that her expensive black satin party dress had streaks of her dried vomit all over it.

“What the fuck are you looking at, you horny son of a bitch? The least you could do is get dressed, and drive me back home,” Lisa said, trying to calm herself down, but not doing a very good job of it.

Lisa didn’t say another word to Bill during their long drive back to her apartment in Austin. But Bill did attempt to apologize again to Lisa, when she started to get out of the car, to walk up to her doorstep.

Lisa turned around just long enough to say, “I don’t know what you’re apologizing about. You got some pussy last night–just like you wanted. God, you’re such a pig! I can’t believe I still love you.”

Lisa spun back around, and made a beeline straight into her apartment. She locked the front door behind her, threw all her clothes off, ran into the bathroom, and brushed her teeth–twice. Then she showered, and took a long nap afterwards, to try to get rid of her terrible hangover.

When Lisa finally woke up, it was after 5:00 PM, and she was starved. So she called and had some pizza delivered to her apartment. And after dinner, she watched a couple of movies on DVD. They were both comedies, and the second one actually made Lisa laugh quite a bit. Then Lisa fell asleep on the couch, and slept throughout the night.

The next morning, Lisa woke up, got up off the couch, and went into the bathroom to take her morning piss. And when she was finishing up, by wiping her pussy off with some toilet paper, one thought immediately hit her like a rock: She had forgotten to go by a pharmacy and buy a morning-after pill yesterday, like Bill had wisely suggested that she do. And now it was too late for a morning-after pill to do much good. At least, that was what Lisa assumed at the time.

What Lisa didn’t realize was that she should have gone ahead and taken a morning-after pill anyway, because she was still well within the 72-hour post-intercourse time window that was required for the pill to actually work. And by taking a morning-after pill, Lisa would have reduced her risk of pregnancy by nearly 90%.

The good news was that Bill didn’t get Lisa pregnant that night in the hotel room.

The bad news was that Lisa worried her butt off for over a week and a half about her possibly being pregnant once again with her twin brother’s child. It wasn’t until Lisa’s period came, that she was finally able to breathe a big sigh of relief.

* * * * *

CHAPTER 20

2014: The Papa Bear’s “Special Friend”

* * * * *

The same evening that Alex was losing his virginity to his grandmother–and then right afterwards, “doing” his own mother for the first time–John had traveled down to visit an old, dear friend of his.

John pressed the doorbell, and then knocked three times on the front door of the lavish, two-story home. An older man came to the door, and the two embraced strongly, making it obvious to anyone seeing them, that they were indeed very close friends.

“John, how the hell are you doin’, my friend? I haven’t seen you in such a long time. Come on in. Let’s catch up on things,” the man of the house said. He spoke with a thick southern drawl, and had all the charm of a true southern gentleman.

“Hi, Edward. I’m sure glad you invited me over tonight. I really need this. I’ve been missing our little ‘get-togethers’ too,” John replied, and stepped into Edward’s house.

Edward Chadwick closed the front door behind him, and led John to the family room, where they both plopped down onto the sofa.

“Hi, John. I haven’t seen you in a while,” a voice called out from somewhere else in the house.

“Hi, Chasni. How have you been doing?” John politely replied in a fairly loud voice.

“Fine, and you?” Chasni called back from some other room in the house.

Chasni was Edward’s wife. They had only been married for a few years. And at age 39, Chasni Chadwick was a knock-dead gorgeous, exotic-looking woman who was easily young enough to be Ed’s daughter, instead of his wife.

And she could have easily passed for an ex-Playboy Bunny, even though she had never done any modeling before. But she was tall and lanky, and could have been a model, had she wanted to.

Chasni had striking powder-blue eyes, pale white perfectly-colored skin, and long almost-jet-black straight hair that came half-way down her back. She was part Latvian and part British.

And to top it all off, Chasni was raised in London, and spoke with a delightful-sounding British accent that road on top of her silky-smooth feminine voice.

John was now 63 years old, and Ed was 64. And they had known each other for many, many years.

John turned to Ed, and quietly whispered, “I thought you said that she’d be out of the house tonight.”

“I did,” Ed quickly whispered back, “But she decided to stay. So I made her promise to leave us alone, and not bother us, while we’re havin’ our ‘boy’s night’ together.”

“Oh, I’m doing pretty good, I guess,” John loudly answered back to Chasni.

“Well, did you bring ’em with you?” Ed whispered to John.

“Yes,” John whispered right back, patting his pants pocket, and then asked, “Do you have what you promised me?”

“Of course,” Ed quietly replied, with a big grin on this face.

Chasni came into the family room, and exchanged Hollywood actress-style hugs and cheek air-kisses with John, and then with her husband.

“Well, I’m going to leave you two boys alone for the evening,” Chasni said, turning around to leave the room. But then she stopped at the bottom of the stairs, and added, “I’ll be upstairs in my bedroom, gentlemen. Just give me a call, if you need me for anything. And try not to do anything too naughty while I’m gone–because I’ll be watching you.”

Chasni walked up the stairs, and down the second story hallway. Then Ed got up off the sofa and made sure that the front door was locked, before he sat back down beside John.

John quickly whispered to Ed, “What the hell did Chasni mean about her ‘watching us’?”

“Don’t worry. She was just kiddin’ with us, John. Like I told you already, Chasni promised to stay locked in our bedroom all evening, unless I specifically ask her to come down here and join us. She knows that you and I are close friends, and that we value our privacy, whenever we get together. Hey, you wanna beer?” Ed asked.

“No, not really,” John answered. “You know what I’m here for.”

“Yeah, I know,” Ed answered, and then grabbed the TV controller that was laying on top of the coffee table, right in front of the sofa. He pressed the power button to turn on the 70-inch, high-definition, flat-screen television that was permanently mounted on the wall on the other side of the family room, directly in front of the sofa.

When the large TV screen finally came to life, it displayed a Web browser window that filled the screen, with multiple tabs opened across the top of the browser window. Naturally, John assumed that each tabbed Web page featured a different video from different porn sites.

Ed started up the first video, which showed an Anglo man fucking an Asian woman, who had a very hairy pussy. Ed had already taken the “necessary precaution” of drastically lowering and setting the sound level of the video to the point where it was just barely loud enough to be heard in the family room.

“I’m impressed,” John remarked, “I see you were ready-and-waiting for me.”

Ed went to the kitchen, and got both of them a couple of glasses of water. He came back into the family room, set the water glasses down on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and then sat back down on the sofa, right beside John.

As both men were watching the porn video, Ed nonchalantly unbuckled his pants, unzipped his zipper, stuck his hand down inside the front of his underwear, and began massaging his penis.

When John saw what Ed was doing, he went ahead and did the same thing.

John saw the man in the video pull his dick out of the Asian lady’s pussy, and then squirt his sperm all over her stomach.

“Oh shit! I wish they wouldn’t do that in those damn porn movies,” John remarked. “I’d much rather watch a guy squirt sperm inside a woman’s pussy, any day of the week. I mean, there’s really no point in fucking a woman, if you’re not gonna try to fertilize her–or at least, pretend that you are.”

“Hey, I’m with you on that one,” Ed replied, as he grabbed the remote control, switched the browser window over to the next tab, and started up the embedded video.

This porn flick showed a light-skinned, black guy with an average-size penis fucking a petite-size, red-headed, white lady. “I think you’re gonna like this one. This guy fills up this girl’s little pink, shaved pussy with sperm.”

“Now you’re talkin’,” John said. “And by the way, isn’t the Internet great? I’m glad we don’t have to buy all those damn porn video tapes anymore.”

“So, are you ready to do some ‘swordfighting’?” Ed asked jokingly, as he pulled his long boner out of his underwear, and moved it from side-to-side with his hand, waving it, as if it were a little sword.

“God, I can’t believe we actually did that, as kids,” John replied.

“Join the club. I can’t believe that you actually fucked your own sister either,” Ed said. “Boy, you sure were excited, when we got together that next time, and you told me all about what had happened that night.”

“Hey, I’ll tell you what I really can’t believe. I can’t believe that you took my ex-wife’s virginity, just a few months before I ever met her.”

“Wait a minute there, hoss! I didn’t take Nettie’s virginity. She gave it to me. There’s a big difference. God, that girl was so oversexed, that it wasn’t even funny. I can’t believe that you went ahead and married her!” Ed quipped back, causing them both to laugh out loud.

“Yeah, neither can I. And she stayed that way too. The whole time that I was married to her. It seemed like all she ever wanted to do was fuck. I’ll swear to you, over all those years, she just about wore my dick out. My God, that was one horny little bitch,” John said sarcastically, before all of the sudden getting serious and adding, “that is, until after she hit menopause. Then she became a totally different person.”

“I know exactly what you mean. My first wife went through that menopause crap. And I can tell you that it was no picnic. Oh sure, she put on a good face whenever you were around. But she was goin’ ‘screaming meemies’ on me from time to time, whenever we were alone together. That’s one big reason why I finally left her ass, and traded her in for ‘a new model,'” Ed said sarcastically, reaching back with his right arm to point towards the staircase, and both men laughed even more.

Ed glanced over at the television, and saw that the black guy in the porn video was happily pumping his massive wad of sperm into the red-headed lady’s baby-bare pussy-hole.

Ed also noticed that John wasn’t watching the TV anymore. Instead, John was staring at Ed’s dick.

At a little over 7 1/2 inches in length, Ed’s fully-erect, circumcised dick was nearly twice as long as John’s was. And John absolutely loved the way that Ed’s long penis looked, with its sleek helmet-shaped dick-head, complimented perfectly by the pair of modest-size testicles, that were currently clinging snugly up against the base of Ed’s dick-shaft.

John had always admired Ed’s genitals, ever since he had first laid eyes on them, back when he was a young boy. And John would have gladly jumped at the chance to somehow magically replace his own dick and balls with genitals that looked exactly like Ed’s.

Ed stood up, and took off his pants and underwear. John did the same, and both men sat back down on the sofa, right next to each other, with the sides of their bare hips touching. They reached across into each other’s laps, and began fondling each other’s genitals.

“God, Ed, I’ve missed this, man! We’ve got to do this more often,” John stated.

“Hey, I love your dick too, man! But this isn’t why we got together tonight. Is it?” Ed asked.

“No, it isn’t. Tonight’s supposed to be a ‘special night’ for both of us,” John replied. “So, here they are,” John said, reaching into the pocket of his pants, which were crumpled up on the floor, and pulling out a transparent zipper-topped gallon-size plastic bag. He opened the top of the bag, pulled out a pair of soiled plain white cotton women’s panties, and handed them to Ed.

“Do you swear that these are Nettie’s panties, and that they haven’t been washed since she wore ’em?” Ed asked.

“Yes. I got them out of the laundry hamper myself the night that she kicked me out of the house,” John replied.

“Good,” Ed said. “Now just wait here a minute, and I’ll go get what I promised you.”

Ed dropped Nettie’s panties onto the couch, and took off down the hall towards the laundry room. He was still naked from the waist down.

While Ed was out of the room, John thought about the irony in the fact that Ed had actually asked him for a pair of Jan’s soiled panties.

John remembered how he had met Janette while she was still in high school, and fallen head-over-heels for her, never realizing that she was Ed’s niece–the same niece that Ed had sexually molested over and over again, back when she was a young girl. Ed had always called her Nettie, instead of Jan. And back then, Ed had bragged so much to John about molesting Nettie, that he had actually made John envious of him.

But then John’s twin sister, Val, had come along and changed all that–in one night. After that “special night” with Val, John didn’t have any desire to molest young girls, like Nettie. His “new goal” was to try to have sex with girls his own age, or at least close to his own age.

Nearly three years after that “special night” with Val had taken place, John was visiting Ed at his new apartment. And while the two of them were fondling each other’s genitals, getting ready to start masturbating each other, Ed made an unexpected confession to John.

“I finally did it, man,” Ed told John. “Last night, I fucked Nettie! She came over to see me. And the minute that she stepped into my apartment, she began takin’ off all her clothes. And she begged me to take her virginity. She’s only 18, and I probably shouldn’t have done it. But she was standin’ there, butt-naked, in my apartment, literally begging me to fuck her. And I just couldn’t turn down an ‘offer’ like that.

“Besides, Nettie promised me that she couldn’t get pregnant, because she said that she wasn’t fertile that night. So I went ahead and fucked her hard. And I could easily tell that she was enjoyin’ the hell out of it, believe it or not.

“I mean, Nettie wanted me to keep fuckin’ her over and over again. And so after that very first time, I went ahead and fucked her two more times, before she finally left my apartment. But she didn’t leave until after I had refused to fuck her a fourth time.

“Mind you, It wasn’t that I didn’t want to fuck Nettie some more. The truth is I just couldn’t get it up anymore. And Nettie had even sucked my dick between each time, to help me get another boner, so that I could fuck her again.

“But I can guarantee you that I won’t be fuckin’ Nettie anymore. It’s just too dangerous. I’m 22 now. Can you imagine what would happen to me if I got a young girl like Nettie pregnant? God, I hope she doesn’t get pregnant from last night! I’d sure hate to have to marry her!”

John thought about how, later that very same year, Janette had turned out to be quite the nymphomaniac, which is something that John had learned on their very first date, when Jan had let him “get all the way to third base,” without putting up any resistance whatsoever.

But what stood out most in John’s mind, was their second date together, when Jan had let John “score a home run”–which had actually turned into two “home runs,” back-to-back.

During that second date with John, Jan had pulled off her panties, and hiked up her skirt, before lying down on her back in the back seat of John’s car.

He had tried to put a condom on his dick before he started fucking her. But she took the condom away from him, threw it on the floorboard, and motioned for him to lie down on top of her. She had even reached down, grabbed hold of his dick with her hand, and stuck the head of it up into her own vagina.

John had started freaking out, telling her that he was worried that he might get her pregnant. But Jan had told him to go ahead and “do it” with her, and not to worry about any of that “pregnancy stuff,” because it was her “safe time” of the month.

So, against his better judgement, John had went ahead and fucked the crap out of Jan that night. He was so excited during their first-ever intercourse, that he managed to cum inside her pussy twice, before he finally pulled out of her. And that’s how he got Jan pregnant with their twins.

John didn’t find out until a few years later that Jan and Nettie were really the same person.

Ironically, at around that same time period, John finally discovered that Jan was actually a masochist.

They were having sex together one evening, when Jan decided to finally let husband in on her deepest, darkest “dirty little secret.” She did this by asking John to squeeze her clit really hard, and to also call her bad names while he was doing that.

That evening was also the very first time that John ever witnessed his wife having a super-strong, gushing, female ejaculation type of orgasm.

And ever since then, even though John didn’t have any sadistic tendencies whatsoever, he had always went ahead and played along with Jan’s little “sado-masochistic games” during sex, because she was his wife, and he loved her. And most importantly, he knew that it always made Jan orgasm her butt off, whenever he was verbally and physically abusing her.

Despite Jan’s unexpected and very candid revelation to him that day about her true masochistic nature, John had never gotten brave enough–or stupid enough, depending on one’s point-of-view–to confess his own deepest, darkest “dirty little secret” to his wife, because he just knew that it would have devastating consequences on his marriage, if Jan were to ever find out that he had been involved in an on-going secret sexual relationship with her Uncle Ed, over the course of several decades. In fact, John had always gone to great lengths to hide his true bi-sexual nature from Jan. But after their divorce, John had quickly quit caring about whether or not Jan learned the truth about his sexuality.

Ed finally came back into the family room, snapping John out of his little daydream. Ed had a pair of fancy-looking blue satin, lace-trimmed panties in his hand, and he gave the panties over to John. Ed sat back down, right beside John on the sofa, picked up Jan’s panties from the sofa seat, gave them to John, and said, “Now I want you to wrap Nettie’s panties around my dick.”

John did just that. And Ed showed his approval by saying, “Oh yeah, that’s it.”

“So you swear that these are Chasni’s panties?” John asked, and then almost immediately realized that the cotton lining of the panty-crotch was still damp with what John assumed to be Chasni’s pussy-leakage.

“Yes, of course they’re Chasni’s panties,” Ed replied, as he took Chasni’s panties back from John, and then wrapped them around John’s penis. “She just took ’em off, right before she showered, and changed into her evening gown. So, have you gotten any pussy lately?”

“Yeah, just a couple days ago, as a matter of fact. Let’s just say that Lisa’s roommate ‘likes me a lot,'” John said, knowing full well that he wasn’t going to say a word about his taboo sexual relationship with Lisa. “And Vicki really knows how to fuck a man, too.”

“I thought you told me that she was a lesbian.”

“Well, I guess she’s not anymore,” John replied, and both men laughed at John’s witty remark, as they were both rubbing the heads of their dicks against the crotches of their respective wrapped-around panties.

“Gosh, I envy you John. Women have sex with you because they want to.”

At first, John was floored by Ed’s statement. Throughout his entire life, the only women that John had actually managed to bed–with the sole exception of Vicki–had all been members of his own family.

But then John quickly realized that Ed’s statement was also very true, because all of the women in John’s life–including Vicki–had always seduced him into having sex with them, and not the other way around.

“In my case,” Ed continued on, “The only reason why Chasni lets me fuck her nowadays is because she knows that she has to do her ‘wifely duty.’ And even then, she just lies on her back, spreads her legs open, and lets me do all the work. It feels like I’m just an ‘inconvenience’ to her. She doesn’t even try to fake an orgasm anymore.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, Ed,” John said.

“Don’t be. I knew what I was gettin’ into, when I married her a few years back. I knew that she was a gold-digger, and that she was just after me for my money. I mean, let’s face it. Chasni is the very definition of a ‘trophy wife.’ Christ, I’m nearly twice her age. And she certainly didn’t marry me for my good looks,” Ed said, with a sarcastic smirk on his face, which made both men laugh again.

“Yeah, I’m sure she doesn’t find your big beer-gut–and that hairy back of yours–to be very attractive,” John added, as both men kept laughing.

“But at least, at first, the sex was great,” Ed said, as their laughter was winding down. “And it stayed that way, until Chasni started feeling that her biological clock was ticking. That happened earlier this year. And that’s when everything quickly went downhill.

“It was obvious to me that Chasni was going through some sort of mid-life crisis. And she seemed to all-of-the-sudden show an intense interest in younger men. You know? Men who were around her own age, or younger.

“I even gave her the okay to go out and fuck some other men, if that’s what she felt that she needed to do, in order to be happy. My only stipulation to her was that she be honest with me about it, and not do it behind my back. And believe or not, I was fine with that.

“Heck, I even thought about hidin’ in the bedroom closet, and secretly watchin’ Chasni fuck another man, right in our own bedroom. In fact, I have to be honest with you. That thought really turns me on.”

“Wow!” was all the John could say to his friend’s heart-felt confession.

“Well, I waited and waited, and Chasni never mentioned anything to me about her havin’ sex with other men. But I noticed that she had begun douchin’ a lot. And by ‘a lot,’ I mean just about every day.

“The reason I know this, is because she always pulls the bulb off of her douche wand, after she has finished usin’ it. And then she leaves both pieces lyin’ on the side of the bathtub, so that they can dry out.

“Of course, I got very suspicious. I mean, why would Chasni start douchin’ so much? Think about it.

“So I assumed that Chasni was using her douche to rinse other guys’ sperm out of her pussy, in order to keep me from discoverin’ what she was doing. And I set about findin’ a way that I could prove my ‘theory.’ Here, let me show you.”

Ed reached for the TV controller, stopped the video that was playing, and clicked on another tab in the browser window. It showed a video that was paused at the first frame. There was really nothing in the frame, except for a king-size bed with a night stand on each side, and a doorway.

“Do you recognize this room, John? That’s my bedroom. It’s on a Monday, in the early afternoon, which is exactly when I’m at work.

“I set up my laptop on the dresser, and just left it there for a while, so that Chasni wouldn’t think anything about it. Then one day, I aimed the laptop camera right at the foot of the bed, and turned on the video recorder program, and just let it record everything for a whole week.

“When I finally checked the recordin’, I realized that I had been right about the douchin’. And I also understood why Chasni hadn’t been honest with me, and told me about her havin’ sex with other guys.

“And that was because those ‘other guys’ all turned out to be people I knew. And Chasni was fuckin’ all of ’em, right in our own bedroom, while I was away at work.”

John’s mouth dropped wide-open upon hearing this “unexpected piece of news.” And he almost said something to Ed at this point. But then John quickly decided that it would be much better for him to stay quiet, and let Ed continue on with his story, so that he could get everything off his chest.

“The first guy I caught on camera was my next door neighbor, Phil,” Ed admitted. “He lives in the house next to my driveway. He’s around 35 or 40. And he’s married.

“But that didn’t stop him from coming over at around lunchtime to fuck my ‘trophy wife.’ And I caught every bit of it on camera, from her blowjob, to his pussy-eating, to their missionary-style hump-fest.

“But that’s not the most amazin’ part. Later that same afternoon, at around 4:30, Chasni brings another much-younger guy into our bedroom, and fucks him too. But this time it’s just a quickie. She didn’t even get undressed first. She just pulls her pants down, and bends over the bed, and lets the guy fuck her from behind.

“Well, that other guy turned out to be Phil’s teenage son, Rick. He can’t be older than 18 or 19. Heck, I’m not even sure if he’s still in high school or not. But I am sure of one thing. He lost his virginity to Chasni that afternoon.

“He admitted that to Chasni himself, right before he started fuckin’ her. And I believe him too, because he only managed to last a couple of minutes, before he shot his wad.

“But that didn’t seem to matter at all to Chasni. She was squealin’ away in sheer delight the whole time that he was pumpin’ his sperm into her pussy. If you don’t believe me, just watch for yourself.”

John’s mouth had just stayed wide-open the whole time that Ed was telling his “incredible story” to John.

Ed took the controller, and switched to a different browser tab. He had already queued up the video to where he wanted it to start.

When Ed pushed the “Play” button, the video sprang to life, showing Chasni and Rick standing just inside the bedroom doorway. She’s got the front of her jeans open, with the zipper pulled down, and she’s letting Rick stick his hand down inside of her panties, so that he can feel out her pussy.

Rick has got his pants zipper pulled down too, with his bare erect dick popped out of the front of the “V”-shaped opening. Chasni is fondling his dick, and tenderly kissing him over and over on various parts of his face and neck.

She asks him if he likes her pussy. And of course, he tells her that he likes it a lot. Then she tells him that she loves his dick, and that she wants to feel it inside her.

That’s when Rick admits to her that he’s never been with a woman before. And that turned out to be Chasni’s “cue” to pull her pants and panties down around her thighs. She bends over the bed, spreads her long legs apart, teasingly shakes her bare butt at him, and asks him what he’s waiting for.

Rick follows her over towards the bed, quickly mounts her from the rear, and starts humping away at her pussy, like a dog in heat.

It was easy to tell exactly when Rick started to cum inside her, because Chasni reacted by getting very vocal. The video quality wasn’t that great, but it was good enough so that one could easily see Rick’s freshly-ejaculated sperm dripping out of Chasni’s baby-making hole, and falling down onto the floor, next to the bed.

“Oh God, that’s one of the most erotic things that I’ve ever seen,” John said.

“Hey, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet!” Ed replied, stopping the video playback. “Wait ’til you see some of the other videos that Chasni made that week–without her consent, of course,” Ed said, with a sarcastic look on his face. And once again, both men laughed at Ed’s witty remark.

“Chasni took a break the next day,” Ed continued on. “And I guess it’s a good thing that she did, because the day after that, she ended up fuckin’ the crap out of another guy.

“It happened around 11:00 in the morning, on a Wednesday. This guy’s in his early 20’s, and he’s in college. And of course, I knew him. His name is Jerome, and he’s our paper boy. And he just happens to be a black guy. He’s a foreign exchange student from Nigeria.

“At any rate, I guess he had come around to our house to collect his newspaper fee for next month, and had ended up gettin’ an ‘unexpected bonus’ in the process, if you get my drift.

“This black kid is tall, and very dark-skinned. And he has an extremely long dick. God, it must be a good 10 inches long. I mean, he couldn’t even fit it all into Chasni’s pussy. And her pussy isn’t exactly small, either.

“Once they got coupled-up, they kept fuckin’ for almost an hour and a half. Of course, they kept switchin’ body positions, and all that. But he ended up cummin’ inside her pussy several times. Here. Let me show you.”

“We’re not gonna watch the whole thing, are we?” John asked, finally breaking his self-imposed silence.

“Heck no,” Ed replied. “I’ve queued it up to the part where Jerome is just about to cum inside Chasni’s pussy for the very first time. All I can say is that I’m jealous of that son of a bitch, because I was never able to make Chasni orgasm her ass off like that during intercourse. I’m tellin’ you, you’ve got to see this, to believe it.”

And with that, Ed switches tabs in the television browser window, and hits the “Play” button.

Chasni is lying on her back with Jerome humping away at her pussy in a missionary-style position. But it was a modified one, with him kneeling between her spread legs, because, just like Ed had said, Jerome’s large dark-brown-skinned dick was so long that he couldn’t fit the whole length of it inside of Chasni’s vagina.

Meanwhile, Chasni is panting hard at first, and then later, screaming out in orgasmic ecstasy, while she’s squirting out spurts of her urine all over Jerome’s lower torso and his genitals.

Jerome just keeps methodically thrusting away, until his dick starts to throb repeatedly, as he’s filling up Chasni’s vagina with his “man-seed,” until the sperm is literally overflowing from her vaginal entrance.

At that point, Ed abruptly stops the video playback. “I think you get the idea,” Ed remarked.

“How can you watch that? I mean, you just sat there, and watched a black guy fuck your wife, in your own bed. And you even let me watch it too. Doesn’t that bother you?” John asked.

“Hell yes, it bothers me! But it also turns me on like crazy. How would you feel if it were Jan, or Lisa–instead of Chasni–in the video that you just saw? I know you well, my friend. And I’m positive that that would turn you on like mad.

“Believe me, I’m strugglin’ to hold back my orgasm right now. And during this next video, I might just shoot my wad. Who knows? Just wait ’til you see it. I’m not gonna tell you anything about it, except that it took place the very next mornin’. Just watch the video and let me know what you think.”

Ed reached for the controller, switched to another browser tab, and pressed the “Play” button one more time. Then he reached across into John’s lap, and took Chasni’s panties off of John’s dick, placing them on the seat beside him. And then Ed began feeling out John’s dick and balls.

John automatically reached over, and removed Jan’s panties from around Ed’s dick. And then John started feeling out Ed’s dick and balls, too.

When the video starts up, Chasni is wearing a sexy-looking, bright-yellow, sheer silk dressing gown covered in a bold flower-pattern motif. It comes down to just above her knees, leaving her attractive lower legs and her bare feet exposed. And she’s got a long strip of the same sheer material tied around her waist, acting as a belt.

“Right this way, Father Marcus,” Chasni says, leading a 30-something-year-old man into the middle of hers and Ed’s bedroom. Then she quickly circles around him to end up standing at the bedroom doorway, directly behind him.

This man is fully dressed in the traditional Catholic priest’s black outfit, with that distinctive white collar across the front of his lower neck.

“I came by this morning because you told me that you were going to make a generous donation to the Orphan Relief Fund,” the priest said, turning around to face Chasni.

“And I promise, I’ll get to that later,” Chasni said, slowly closing the bedroom door, and then leaning back against it, intentionally striking a sexy pose. “But right now, you’re the only ‘orphan’ I want to ‘relieve.'”

Chasni sticks her index finger into her mouth, and teasingly sucks on it for a few moments, before pulling it out of her mouth, and slowly tracing the sign of the cross on her bare breastbone, pulling open the front of the night gown to do it.

“Forgive me, Father, for I’m about to sin,” Chasni says, while she’s undoing the tied cloth belt at the front of her night gown, and then letting the whole gown fall wide-open to each side, revealing her totally nude, brick shit-house of a body underneath.

“Mrs. Chadwick, what are you doing?” the priest asks frantically.

“Oh, not much, really. I’m just doing my part to keep one more sex-starved Catholic priest from molesting some poor little boy out there,” Chasni replies, as she reaches up with both hands, and begins teasingly massaging her own breasts in front of Father Marcus. And Chasni had been blessed with an incredibly sexy-looking pair of very firm, medium-size breasts that rode high up on her chest, and had conical-shaped, puffed-out areolae, topped off with unusually-long nipples.

“We don’t all molest little boys, you know,” says the priest.

“So you like girls then. Good. Then you should like me,” Chasni says, approaching the priest, like a lioness stalking her prey. “Do you like my breasts, Father?”

“Mrs. Chadwick, this is simply not appropriate,” Father Marcus reminds her.

“Please call me Chasni. I think that’s much more appropriate, since I’m standing here naked in front of you.”

“Okay, ‘Chasni’ then. We shouldn’t be doing this. It’s just not right.”

“What’s the matter, Father? Is the sight of my hairy pussy turning you on too much?”

“No, it’s not that,” the priest replied, as he was feeling his penis rapidly growing inside his pants, and making a total liar out of him.

“Do you like my pussy, Father?” Chasni asked, grabbing the priest’s hand and shoving it up directly underneath her pussy mound. “Go ahead, it’s okay, Father. I want you to touch it and feel it.”

And the priest begins to tentatively explore Chasni’s pussy crack with his fingers, while he looks upward and says, “Oh God, please help me fight off this temptation.” The fact is, that it had been many, many years since the good father’s hand had touched a real, live pussy.

Chasni reaches across into the priest’s crotch, and begins massaging the bulge that’s growing inside the front of his pants.

“I’ll bet you jack off a lot,” Chasni says.

“I mean it! We can’t do this! Chasni, stop right now!” the priest insists, knowing that he’s quickly losing the battle to try to stay celibate.

“But we’re already doing it, Father. And I can tell that you’re really liking it. You wouldn’t be getting a hard-on, if your weren’t enjoying it,” Chasni replies.

“But if anyone ever finds out about this–“

“Don’t worry,” Chasni reassures him, “No one’s ever going to know. I’m certainly not going to tell anyone. Are you?“

“Of course not.”

“Well, then, let’s just have some fun together. Okay? Why don’t you go ahead and feel out my breasts.”

Father Marcus is more than happy to follow Chasni’s suggestion. And this time, he does it, without making any verbal objections.

“So, do you jack off a lot? What with being a priest, and all?” Chasni asks, as she unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his pants and pulls down his zipper, so that she can get to his bare, fully-erect penis.

“More than I care to admit.”

“Have you ever fucked a nun?” Chasni pauses for a moment to let the priest answer, but when he doesn’t answer, she adds, “I only ask, because I’ve heard that some priests really do that.”

“They do. But I’m not one of those priests. I just masturbate. That’s all.”

“So then, how often do you jack off?” Chasni prods him.

“Probably about once or twice a week. I know I’m not supposed to. But I just can’t help myself. I get so horny after a few days. And that’s the only thing that brings me relief, and allows me to function as a good priest, so that I don’t feel any need to have sex with little boys, or girls–or nuns, for that matter.”

Chasni gently pulls Father Marcus’s pants and underwear down around his thighs to expose his whole “package.”

Then she gets down on her knees in front of him, and playfully tongues the tip of his penis a few times.

“Show me how you jack off, Father,” Chasni demands, “I want you to jack off in front of me right now! Show me what a ‘bad boy’ you really are.”

And the priest begins hand-pumping his penis with his right hand, while he’s fondling his own balls with his left hand.

That’s awesome!” Chasni remarks. “But you don’t normally feel out your own balls while you’re jacking off. Do you, Father? I mean, you’re just doing that right now, because you’re trying to turn me on, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Well, don’t do that!” Chasni harshly admonishes him. “I want you to jack off in front of me the exact same way that you do, whenever you’re all alone by yourself.”

Upon hearing this, the priest quickly drops his left hand back down to his side and leaves it hanging there, while he continues pumping up and down on his dick-shaft with his right hand.

“That’s much better, Father,” Chasni says, showing her approval. “Now, do you want to see how I masturbate? I’ve always called it ‘playing with myself.'”

“Sure,” Father Marcus almost-instantly replies, rapidly nodding his head.

Chasni gets up from her knees, and stands in front of him. Then she spreads her legs apart, reaches down into her own crotch, and starts fingering herself.

And the two of them don’t say another word to each other, as they spend the next few minutes quietly masturbating themselves, while they’re each staring at the other person’s genitals.

“Oh God! I’m cumming!” Chasni proudly announces in an overly-loud voice, and then orgasms very strongly, as her pussy is repeatedly squirting out small spurts of urine and pussy cum-juice all over the floor, between her spread-apart legs.

After her orgasm subsides, she says to the priest, “My pussy’s so wet right now! Do you want to feel how wet I am, Father?”

“Uh-huh,” the priest quickly hums back, nodding his head again.

“Okay. But I don’t want you to use your fingers this time. No sir. I want you to use that nice big ‘holy finger’ that you’ve got down between your legs. Can you do that for me, Father?” Chasni asks, and the priest keeps on nodding his head.

“Good. Now let me get in a position where you can touch and feel my wet pussy easier with that big ‘holy finger’ of yours.”

Chasni turns towards the bed, leans over it, hikes her night gown up around her waist, spreads her legs apart, and shakes her butt to indicate that she’s waiting for the priest to have his ‘special communion’ with her.

And the priest immediately gets behind her, and rubs the head of his dick up and down along her wet pussy crack a few times, before he mounts her from behind.

“What the hell are you doing, Father?” Chasni yells out loudly, pretending to be offended by the priest’s actions. “I didn’t give you permission to fuck me. You’re being such a bad boy right now! You ought to be ashamed of yourself!”

However, it’s obvious that Chasni is totally surprised and shocked when Father Marcus actually takes her verbal barrage of ‘being a bad boy’ comments seriously, and he responds by pulling his dick completely out of her pussy.

“Oh…no…you…don’t!” Chasni emphatically warns the priest, reaching around to grab hold of his penis, and then inserts it right back into her own vagina. “I was just kidding with you, Father. I really want you inside me right now,” she says in a very serious tone-of-voice, and then quickly shifts her voice to sound like a small girl’s voice, before she continues on with, “Please, oh pretty please…I’ve been such a naughty little girl…I need you to squirt your special ‘holy water’ deep inside me…and cleanse me of all my sins…”

Then the priest continues to hump away at Chasni’s hairy pussy, while he’s still fully-clothed from the waist up, with his pants and underwear pulled down around his thighs.

And their intercourse is over with very quickly. Father Marcus only manages to last about half as long as the next-door neighbor’s teenage son did, in the earlier video clip, when Chasni was taking his virginity.

But, just like with the teenage boy, when the priest starts to cum deep inside her vagina, Chasni initially squeals out in sheer delight. However, this time, she actually ends up giggling away throughout the remainder of his sperm-release, acting just like a little English school girl.

As soon as the priest’s orgasm and sperm ejaculation ends, he pulls his dick out of Chasni’s pussy, and he quickly stuffs it back into his underwear, before pulling his pants back up.

“I apologize for what just happened, Mrs. Chadwick. I couldn’t help myself. I gave in to the desires of the flesh,” Father Marcus says.

“Well, there’s nothing wrong with that. You’re only human, you know. And so am I. Didn’t you enjoy yourself?”

“Yes, of course I did.”

“Well, I did too. And that’s all that really matters,” Chasni insists.

“But I hope and pray that I didn’t just get you pregnant,” he says, showing genuine concern in his voice.

“Why are you worried about that, Father?” Chasni asks. “I thought that the Bible teaches us to ‘go forth and multiply.’ So what I’m really hoping and praying is that you did just get me pregnant. Of course, if that’s how things turn out, I won’t ever tell anyone that you’re the father, Father,” Chasni quips, giving Father Marcus a devilish grin, followed by a single overly-exaggerated wink of her left eye. “Tell you what. I’ll just let Ed think it’s his baby, so that you can keep on being a priest.”

“Thank God for that!” Father Marcus replies, pressing the palms of his hands together and looking upward, as if he were praying.

“I’ll bet that the next time you jack off, if you think about what we just did together today, it’ll make you cum so hard, that you’ll feel like you’re in heaven,” Chasni says, with the same devilish grin on her face and a wicked gleam in her eye, before leaning over to give the father a tender peck on the cheek.

“I’m sure you’re right,” the priest says, bear-hugging Chasni for an inappropriate amount of time, considering the fact that he was a priest. And upon finally pulling way for her, he says, “Well, Chasni, have a great afternoon. And God bless you! You’re a true angel!” Then Father Marcus starts to head out of the bedroom.

“Wait a minute!” Chasni yells back at him, to get him to stop and turn around. “Don’t you want your check? After all, that’s what you came here for. Isn’t it?”

And with that, Chasni reaches into the drawer of the night stand by her side of the bed, pulls out the check book, and tears out an already-filled out check. She hands the check over to the priest, before he leaves the bedroom, and disappears off-camera.

Chasni, with her unbelted night gown still hanging to each side, follows him out of the room. And the sound of the front door closing is heard, along with the sound of a car backing out of the driveway, before driving off down the street.

Ed grabbed hold of the controller, and stopped the video playback. “Before I play this next video for you, I’ve gotta warn you that this one beats ’em all.”

“Oh, it can’t be that bad, can it?” John asked.

“Why don’t you tell me. About a year and a half ago, Chasni asked me to get her a dog as a pet. We looked around, and she ended up wanting a German Sheppard.

“At the time, it hit me kind of strange that she didn’t want a puppy, like most people would. She also didn’t want a female dog. Instead, she got a full-grown, two-year-old, pure-bred, male dog who was already well-trained and socialized.

“After we had Rex for a few months, I wanted to get him fixed. But Chasni insisted that I leave him intact, because she said that she might want to breed him in the future. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that what Chasni was really wanting, was for Rex to breed with her.”

“Oh shit!” John exclaimed loudly. “No fucking way!”

“Yes, fucking way,” Ed replied, and he switched browser tabs over to another page that was already playing its embedded video.

The TV screen shows Chasni in the bedroom with her large male German Sheppard, Rex. She takes off her night gown, and lays it down on the chair in the bedroom. After getting completely naked, Chasni sits down at the foot of the bed, and she spreads her legs far apart.

Rex excitedly dives into Chasni’s pussy with his muzzle. He’s sniffing her pussy with his nose, and his tongue is frantically lapping away at her “pussy-pie.”

“That’s it, Baby,” Chasni says to the dog in a high-pitched, baby-talk tone-of-voice, “Lick Mommy’s pussy, and get it nice and clean. Oh yeah. That’s it. Don’t stop now…”

Rex continues to lick away at Chasni’s pussy for a couple more minutes, with her obviously enjoying every second of it, until she finally says to the dog, “That’s good, Baby. Mommy’s nice and clean now. And I’ve got a ‘special treat’ for you. Get up here,” Chasni says, patting the bed with her hand.

And Rex jumps up onto the bed with her. “Now, roll over, Sweetie,” Chasni says, and Rex rolls over onto his back, and automatically splays his hind legs apart to each side, with his tail wagging from side-to-side, indicating that he’s a happy dog.

“That’s a good boy,” Chasni praises Rex, and she reaches down into his doggie-crotch, grabs hold of the long furry sheath that protects his doggie-penis, and retracts the sheath all the way down to the base of his shaft, in one smooth motion. She holds it there with her left hand, as she leans over his crotch.

Then she slides her mouth down around the sharply-pointed head of the perpetually-slick, dark-red, vein-ridden doggie-penis. And she starts bobbing her head up and down, as she gives Rex a blowjob, while she’s diddling away at her own freshly-licked pussy with her right hand at the same time.

“Oh, fuck!” Ed unexpectedly cried out.

And John felt Ed’s penis pulsate drastically in his hand. It only throbbed one time, but John knew exactly what that single strong pulsation meant. He looked down at Ed’s dick-head just in time to see a thick glob of sperm ooze out of his piss-hole slit. And that was all John needed to confirm his suspicion that Ed was just moments away from shooting his wad.

“God damn it! This part always gets to me,” Ed said, obviously not very happy about the fact that he had reached such a high level of mental sexual excitement, that he wasn’t able to hold back his orgasm any longer.

“Do you want me to finish you off?” John asked, intentionally using Ed’s special code phrase of “finish you off,” which really meant “jack you off, while sucking your dick, until you cum in my mouth.”

Ed just nodded. And John quickly leaned over into Ed’s lap, swooped down on Ed’s leaky dick-head with his mouth, and began sucking away on it, while he hand-pumped up and down on Ed’s dick-shaft in a steady, moderately-fast manner–which was just the way that Ed had always liked it.

And the irony was not lost on John that he was now doing the same thing to Ed, that Chasni was doing to Rex in the video that was still playing on the TV. A thousand thoughts ran through John’s mind very rapidly.

He wondered what it would be like to suck a dog’s penis. But he knew that he simply didn’t have the balls to ever actually do that, in real life. Although, he thought back to the time when he was a young boy, and he had spent about five minutes of his life curiously-but-innocently touching and feeling out the odd-looking doggie-dick on his family’s pet Golden Retriever.

John thought about how his ex-wife, Jan, would flip out and “have a cow” if she were to walk in on him and Ed right now, and catch him sucking away on her Uncle Ed’s penis. The very same penis that had taken her virginity so many years ago.

John remembered how Ed used to live down the block from him, and how they had become good friends–and then later, secret “jack-off buddies,” back when John was only 18.

He thought about how his and Ed’s clandestine adolescent sexual relationship had naturally blossomed into much more than just jacking off together. John and Ed would get together at least two or three times a week, and they would experiment with all sorts of sexual acts that two guys could perform with each other. They jacked each other off, sucked each other’s dicks, and even fucked each other in the butt. Ed’s favorite sex act had eventually turned out to be fellatio, whereas John’s was mutual masturbation.

John thought about how he and Ed weren’t really homosexuals. Instead, they were both bi-sexual, which meant that they both liked girls a lot. In fact, during the early years of their relationship, it was common for them to both look at porn photos of naked women, usually from pages that had been torn out of men’s magazines, while Ed and John were “getting in the mood” to have sex together. And Ed and John always bragged to each other about their independent sexual experiences and “conquests” involving girls. And even now, Ed and John liked to watch heterosexual porn video clips to get in the mood to have sex together.

And John thought about how he had managed to keep his and Ed’s long-standing sexual relationship a complete secret over the last several decades. Of course, nowadays, John and Ed were lucky if they ended up getting together two or three times a year to have sex with each other. But, just like Ed, John always looked forward to those special “get-togethers.” John had fondled Ed’s dick so many times over the years, that jacking off Ed’s erect penis felt almost as natural to John’s hand as jacking off his own dick did.

While John was sucking away on Ed’s dick-head, Ed ejaculated his wad inside John’s mouth, and John swallowed all the sperm. John didn’t really like the taste of sperm at all. But over the years he had learned to tolerate it well enough, so that he could give Ed the type of blowjob that he really liked.

John pulled his head up out of Ed’s lap, and then grabbed one of the rolled-up, damp washcloths that Ed had strategically placed on top of the coffee table, right before John had arrived. And John used the washcloth to gently clean up Ed’s genitals.

“God, I love the way that you suck me!” Ed said. “You really know how to make me miss you, when you’re not here.”

“Hey, that’s what friends are for,” John said. “I’m just trying not to wear out my welcome. That’s all.”

“So, when are you gonna cum?” Ed asked.

“Just keep playing with my balls. That’s all I can say. If you touch my dick right now, you’re gonna make me cum. And I don’t wanna do that, until after I’ve seen this whole video.”

John looks back up at the video on the TV just in time to see Chasni pull her mouth up off of Rex’s penis. His doggie-dick is so blood-engorged, that the furry sheath stays retracted around the very base of his ballooned-out shaft, even though Chasni removes her hand from his penis. John had no idea that a German Sheppard’s erect penis could get so large.

“Okay, Boy,” Chasni says to Rex, “Are you ready to ‘make some puppies’ with Mommy?”

And when the dog hears the phrase “make some puppies,” Rex’s ears perk right up. He quickly flips back over onto his four paws, jumps off the side of the bed, and runs to foot of the bed, wagging his tail and dancing all around.

He excitedly whimpers at Chasni several times, until she finally slides over to sit at the foot of the bed. She lies down on her back, and spreads her legs far apart, with her feet still planted on the floor. And Rex immediately knows what to do.

The dog gets in between her spread legs, and jumps up on the bed, but only to place his front paws on either side of Chasni’s torso. With his hind legs still on the floor, Rex begins humping away at the air.

“Hang on there, Boy. Let me help you out a little bit,” Chasni says. And she reaches down between her legs to search for–and then grab hold of–his slick doggie-penis, so that she can guide it towards her vaginal opening, while at same time, she adjusts her body-position to make it easier for Rex to couple-up with her.

“Don’t worry, Boy. You’re not going to leave this bedroom, without getting the chance to ‘make some puppies’ with Mommy first.” Chasni says to Rex. And when Rex finally finds his “target,” and begins assaulting Chasni’s baby-making hole with his pistoning penis, she instantly gives him her approval, by crying out, “Oh God yes! Yes! That’s it, Boy. Oooh, you feel so hot inside me. Yeah, that’s it! Fuck me hard! Oh shit yes!…”

“Oh Fuck!” John remarked.

“Are you gettin’ ready to cum?” Ed asked, turning away from the TV to look straight at John.

“Oh hell yes!” John answered.

“Do you want me to ‘finish you off’?”

“You bet!”

“Well, I’m not gonna do that. Because tonight’s a ‘special night.’ Remember?”

“So do you want me to ‘finish myself off’ instead?” John asked, feeling pretty confused at this point, because throughout their long relationship, Ed had always insisted that they both “finish each other off.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Ed replied to John, and then turned his head back towards the TV screen, before he called out, “Oh, Chasni, dear. Would you please stop ‘making puppies’ with Rex, and come down here, so that you can ‘finish off’ our guest?”

“Sure,” the “Chasni” on the TV screen answers, looking straight at Ed and John. “Just give me minute, okay? I need to get uncoupled first.”

John’s eyes were as large as saucers at this point, and his mouth was hanging wide-open, as the realization hit him like a rock, that the image on the TV screen was actually a live Skype session from Ed’s and Chasni’s bedroom upstairs.

On the TV screen, John sees Chasni placing her hands on the dog’s butt, and physically holding him as still as she can, while she’s wiggling around underneath him, slowly easing her vagina up off of the giant “knot” that has formed around the base of Rex’s doggie-penis.

As Rex’s alien-looking penis finally pulls completely out of Chasni’s vaginal opening, it’s still throbbing rhythmically, and pumping out long white needle-thin jets of doggie-semen. And John can also see Rex’s freshly-ejaculated doggie-sperm leaking out of Chasni’s pussy-hole, and flowing down the crack of her butt.

Finally, Chasni pushes Rex up off the top of her, and gently lets him back down to the floor, praising him the whole time, “Good boy! You’re such a good dog! You did a great job!”

As the totally-nude Chasni sits back up on the foot of the bed, with her beautiful long legs still spread apart, she leans forward slightly, and looks directly at John and Ed, as she asks,”Do you want me to bring Rex with me, when I come down?”

“No, Dear,” Ed called back, “Please leave the dog in the bedroom. But don’t get dressed yet. I want you come down here, just as you are. I’m sure John will really appreciate your company right now.”

“Is that true, John?” the Chasni on the TV screen asks, “Do you want me to come down, and ‘finish you off’ right now?”

John was speechless, but he did manage to slowly nod his head a couple of times.

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