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It was well past noon before any of them rustled out of the sack. The sounds of voices in the hallway compelled Don to discover what time it was. Even with the knowledge of the late hour, Don was reluctant to rise and shine. He much preferred to rise and fuck once again, lest it was all just a dream. Dream or not, the warm flesh next to him certainly was real enough and the swollen nipple of the fat tit that had quickly found it’s way between his lips certainly was real enough too.
“Hmmmmm, don’t…” came the soft half-hearted protest. “I’m kind of sore.”
Letting loose of his sister’s now sensitive teat, Don looked up into her smiling eyes. “Good morning, beautiful,” he tenderly whispered.
“Oh, you’re just saying that… I’m sure I look a mess.”
“I don’t care, Anne. To me you are and always have been the most beautiful and the sexiest girl in the world.”
In low tones they chatted for several minutes, the conversation ultimately centering on what took them so long and what the future promised. Don was happy and most relieved to learn that neither she nor Jan had any real problems with the fact that he and Jim had sexually engaged with their daughters. It was all okay, so long as the girls were willing and the men were loving. As for themselves, Anne lamented the historical fact that Don failed to take the hint when she had deliberately walked in on him masturbating so many years ago.
“Are you kidding? You wanted me to…”
“Yes. I stood there forever it seemed,” replied Anne. “You were frozen in place holding that monstrous cock of yours. I waited, but you didn’t make a move… You just stared at me.”
“It’s not that monstrous…”
“To me it is… How do the girls… Oh, never mind, this is about us.”
“The girls? I guess they had become so used to Jim’s cock that I wasn’t that much of a stretch… so to speak.”
“I guess… it just looks so big. Hell, it is big!” she laughed. “Until the moment I walked in on you that day, I had no idea how big you really were. I guess I was shocked. Afterward I remember thinking it was too big for me. Guess you’ve proven that premise wrong. God, my poor pussy; I feel so empty… Anyway, I have thought about that big dick of yours ever since, wondering what it would feel like. I guess I now know. You have a wonderful cock, little brother, and Jan was right, you really know how to use it.”
“About that day, Sis. Shit! Sorry, I misread your intentions… I would have loved to fuck you. You know, I used to watch you out in the woods fucking that guy.”
“Yes, I remember you saying something about that last night! God, you were so bad… still are, I guess. I’m glad I didn’t know about it then… I’d have died from the embarrassment.”
“I’d hide and watch you two doing the most nasty things,” continued Don. “It was shocking to a young boy like myself, but it also turned me on, and burned into my brain a vision that I never forgot, nor ever grew tired of remembering. I’d bet I came as many times as that guy… usually my pants were soaked in the front! You know, I was probably thinking of you two fucking when you walked in on me beating my meat.”
“Well, if you were so turned on by me, why didn’t you do something about it?”
“Oh, like what? Remember, you told Dad that I was peeping in on you through the window.”
“Sorry, I just… Did you really do that? Oh, my god! You pervert!… Did you really?”
“Every chance I got. Some days I got luckier than others, but I saw a good bit of naked tits and ass. Then you squealed on me…”
“I didn’t tell him that it was you peeping in my window, I just told him I heard somebody out there one night.”
“Well, Dad confronted me. I knew it would be much worse if I lied about it, so… Shit! I always thought that you told him. Crap, I hung myself!" he laughed.
Anne too laughed at her brother’s reminiscence of juvenile indiscretion and hapless self-incrimination. “Dad could be rather intimidating when he wanted to be,” she reflected.
“You were a girl and you never felt the full force of his anger. I was surprised he didn’t whip my ass, but he did something that ultimately was much worse… he grounded me for six weeks. It felt like forever. I didn’t want any part that ever again, and when you walked in, I knew you were going to tell on me and then I’d catch hell again. I sure as hell didn’t want to get grounded, not when my life revolved around Jan’s pussy and fucking her every chance I got.”
“I’m sorry, Don, I didn’t know or mean to get you into trouble.”
“Well, you did and once was enough.”
“Did it stop you from looking in my window at night?”
“Are you kidding?” laughed Don. “And miss seeing you with your hand between your legs, squirming around naked on your bed!”
“You didn’t! Oh, my god… You saw me…”
“Yeah. You did it as much as I did, as I recall. And I always knew you when you were doing it. Unfortunately, you didn’t always leave a big enough crack in the blinds for me.”
“Have you ever spied on me since then?”
“Not much of a opportunity really, but I have enjoyed seeing you in your bikinis.”
“What about yesterday?”
“Yeah, I saw you in the mirror. Took my breath a way.”
“You know, if you could see me in the mirror, I could see you too.”
“Did you?”
“Yes, I did,” she laughed. Don was perplexed at his clumsiness, but shrugged it off. “Then a little while later I heard noises… noises coming from Krystal’s room… sex noises. You were fucking her, weren’t you?” Don clammed up, afraid the subject would ruin everything. “It’s okay…. Really. She’s the same age as I was when you were watching me out the woods.”
“Well, uh…”
“It’s okay. I told you, so long as the girls are willing and you treat them with love… It’s no worse than what we’re doing right now. But absolutely nobody outside our two immediate families should ever know about any of this.”
“Yeah, no kidding! You know…. maybe I shouldn’t tell you this…”
“Go on, Don. We certainly don’t have any secrets between us anymore.”
“Yeah, you’re right, Anne. Yesterday, when I was with Krystal… I was thinking of you while I was doing her.”
“I’m flattered… Truly, I’m flattered, but you must never ever let Krystal know that. She may be a very active young woman, but she has a lot of maturing to do. Tell her that, and you’ll hurt her… deeply.”
“I know. I wouldn’t ever do that.”
Jan had breakfast whipped up and went to the guest bedroom door to see if Anne and Don were ready for something to eat. Through the door, she heard the tap, tap, tapping of a headboard, rhythmically striking a wall.
Returning to the kitchen, Jim looked up from his paper and asked, “Are they coming?”
“Not yet, but they’re working on it.”
Breakfast was stone cold before Anne and Don emerged from the guest bedroom. They were both so ravenously hungry that the cold ham and eggs tasted great. Working on a second cup of microwave reheated coffee, they set about to find the other couple, finding them doing a little nude canoodling in the pool.
Don dove in, finding the cool water to be shockingly refreshing. He made his way over to his wife and her lover, and gave her a loving kiss. The kiss was as lovingly returned as it was given. Moments later, Anne joined the party, giving her husband a good afternoon kiss as well.
“I suppose the girls will be home soon,” stated Anne with resignation.
“No, Judy Moore called while you two were, uh… engaged,” Jan informed them. “The girls were having such a really good time together, she asked if they could all stay over for another night. Naturally, I told her, ‘yes’. They won’t be home until tomorrow. Late tomorrow.” She looked over at Anne and added with a wink, “They’re having a really good time.”
Anne caught Jan’s drift instantly. “Oh, my,” she muttered. Divorced, Judy was the third leg of a sapphoritic mélange de trios, that included the two sister-in-laws. Jim and Don were naturally clueless and the comment went way over their heads.
Late in the afternoon the four adults were in the great room, lounging about in the nude, resting up from the latest public round of hide-the-sausage. Feeling the moment was right, Jan set about laying out the new ground rules.
“You boys can do the girls as much and whenever you want, so long as the girls give their consent, and as long as it doesn’t interfere with Anne and my sexual needs. We come first. You both now have five females to carouse with, and you will restrict yourselves to those five females and no other.”
“Seeing that you boys were fucking your daughters, our daughters, behind our backs, without our knowledge or consent, and seeing that you now have numerous playmates, Anne and I reserve the right to chose three additional lovers for ourselves.”
Irritated with Jan’s haughty tone, Don finally spoke up to speak his mind. “You say that I was fucking my daughters?”
“Yes, your daughters.”
With calm evenness, Don laid on a bombshell. “Lori and Bonnie, they’re your daughters, Jan. They’re not really my daughters, now are they? I wasn’t fucking my daughters, I was fucking your daughters.”
Jan sat in total shock. Don knew… he knew the sordid truth, or at least he knew of its consequences. Jan shot Anne a look; Anne had betrayed her, or so she thought. Anne signaled that she was innocent while Jim was totally puzzled by the turn in the conversation and the sudden chill in the atmosphere.
“Let me tell you about, Jan,” Don said to the group. “When I was in high school, I never scored with a girl until Jan came along. It was always, “No, no, no,” for me in those days. I thought the problem was that I was always double dating with someone, a necessity because I had neither a license nor my own wheels.
“Anne, remember that beat up van I bought from old man Jacobs? A white Econoline van. No windows in the back, no seats in the back, just two seats up front with the engine separating them. With wheels like that, none of the girls would go out with me… even if they said yes, their parents nixed it.
“Then I asked Jan for a date. She said ‘yes’. We went to the drive-in movie because I had a pass and no money. Jan was the first girl to never tell me ‘no’. Halfway through the first feature, Jan was sitting on the engine cowling and I had her tits out. I suggested we move into the back. I was so stupid and unprepared… I didn’t have a blanket. No matter, Jan got naked and lay on the cold bare metal of the floor. Good thing it was hot that night! Anyway, I knew I was about to score my first piece of ass. Then I hit me… I didn’t have a rubber either. Jan said, “Fuck me, Don.” I wasn’t going to argue, I fucked her bareback.
“It was only after I came in her pussy that I learned that she was on the pill. After that we fucked on every date. Usually we'd get to the old Rex Drive-In, maybe get some popcorn and a drink and wait for the light to dim. Hell, sometimes we didn’t wait for dark. Anyway, we’d get in back and get after it on an old sofa bed mattress I installed in the back.
“Jan taught me a lot. I quickly learned that she loved sucking cock as much as I loved having my cock sucked. I quickly learned that nothing should be left untouched, especially her asshole. She loved and still loves up tongue up the shitter, as well as hard cock. She’d tongue my asshole too… that’s how I learned. Felt great! She loved for me to slurp up my cum from pussy and her ass. It was obvious from the first date that she had experience… lots of experience. I didn’t care, I loved fucking her. My only thoughts were coming from my penis, a penis that was a very happy penis.
“Then she came up pregnant. That was quite a shock seeing that she was on the pill and all. Still, we were fucking seven days a week, so it wasn’t too hard to figure out who the father was.
“I talked to Dad, and he said I had to do the right thing and marry her, just like he married Mom when he knocked her up with Anne.”
“What?” exclaimed Anne. “I never heard that!”
“Do the math, Sis. Their anniversary is in November, you were born in March.”
“The year after they were married!”
“Yes, the year after, but they hadn’t been married for a year when you were born.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure. Dad told me.
“He told me that I had to be a man and take responsibility for the baby I helped create. So I did. I was a senior in high school. Dad helped me find a place for us to live and helped us with our expenses until I graduated. After that, I was on my own.
“It was hard in those days, especially the months following Toby’s birth. Hell, it’s always been hard, but I’ve managed. Then I got the mumps… I thought I might die! My balls swelled up to the size of basketballs…” There was look of disbelief on everyone’s part so he amended, “Maybe not basketballs… grapefruit? Never mind, they were the biggest damned things to be hanging from my crotch, and they hurt… hurt like hell... they were agonizing.
“In my debilitated state, I couldn’t work. We had bills to pay and a baby to feed. Jan found a job… at night… stripping in an all-nude strip club across the county line. I hated it, but what could we do? The money was good, better than my construction job had paid. I’d never been in the place, couldn’t afford it, but I’d heard about it from the other guys I worked with, and about the back rooms where a guy could get lucky, if he paid the price.
“Every night while I struggled to look after Toby, I thought about my wife, doing what she had to do for us to survive. We never talked about it, but late one night, when I was feeling much better, I put my hand between her legs just to cop a feel. She was wet, very wet and not with just her own juices. After determining the exact nature of what it was on my hand, I rolled over and cried myself to sleep. Jan’s a light sleeper, always has been, but she was so tired that I didn’t wake her up.
“By and by I recovered enough to resume work. Thankfully, Jan quit her stripper job just as soon as I was able to pay the bills and everything returned to normal with us screwing up a storm while Toby slept next to us. Normal is a relative term… the doctor warned me that I might be sterile after I recovered. I was. I was so ashamed of my loss of potency, I never admitted it to anyone, Jan especially.
“She wound up pregnant again, with Lori. I didn’t know what to do. I loved Toby so much that I knew I couldn’t be away from him for any length of time. If I walked out on her, I’d never get to see him grow up, so I buried my feelings and trudged ahead.
“The day Lori was born, I didn’t want to be anywhere near that hospital. Mom was looking after Toby, so I could be there. I showed up anyway, a little late and a lot drunk. But when I first laid eyes on Lori, my heart melted. Whatever her mother had done, Lori was blameless. I grasped at the remote possibility, one in a million, that I had indeed fathered this child. I have loved her ever since, unconditionally.
“Then Bonnie came along. No way could lightening strike twice. Then I realized that in the months before Jan announced her two illicit pregnancies that she had gone out of town, for a weekend and then for a week, to her aunt’s horse farm. Bonnie’s flaming red hair confirmed my suspicions. I got over her infidelity.
Don turned to Jan asking, “Who was it, Jan? Fred or Ted? Perhaps it was your uncle. All three have red hair. I’ve always thought that she favored Ted.” Jan was speechless. Her long held secret was out in the open and Don had it figured out a long time ago. “Well? Who is Bonnie's real father? C’mon, bitch… time you fessed up. We all waiting, Jan. C’mon, we got more fucking to do today, so quit stalling.”
In a weak whisper, Jan said something that no one could hear. “I can’t hear you, baby. Who fucked you?”
“I’m not sure,” came the weak reply.
“Not sure? What do mean you’re not sure? Who fucked you for Bonnie?”
“I, I, I don’t know. It could have been any one of them.”
“They all fucked you?”
“Yes.”
“Where was your aunt?”
“In the house.”
“Where did you screw?”
“In the barn…”
Now it was Don’s turn to be speechless. He’d always known that she had been screwing one of them, but all three? That was something he found difficult to get his head around. Still he had presence of mind to ask, “And what about, Lori? Who was that?”
“I don’t really know… Oh, Don, I’m so sorry, baby.”
“Save it, Jan. You’re just sorry you got caught. For fourteen fucking years, you’ve lied and cheated on me. I know you think I’m a real dumbass, but I’m not.”
“I don’t think you’re a dumb ass,” sobbed Jan. “I have never thought that.”
“You’ve been laughing behind my back all these years. Tell me, why have you stuck with a loser like me?”
“You’re not a loser! Don’t ever say that! Oh, god, I’ve always adored you, Don. You’ve got to believe me. Please, baby…”
A deep silence fell over the room. The impasse was finally broken by Jim, when he indelicately asked, “If you knew all this, Don, why have you stuck with Jan all these years?”
“It’s simple. I love my children, whether they are really mine or not. They depend on me. Despite the fact that she cheats on me, I also love Jan. Like I said, I got over her infidelity and she’s never told me ‘no’. Even when she’s got the flu, she lets me fuck her.”
Don paused and then added, “All my life, I’ve always had used cars, a used house and used furniture. At times, even the clothes on my back were used. So what’s the big deal with me having a used wife? Goes with my karma.”
He turned again to Jan, gently kissing the tears from her cheeks. When she was more in control of her emotions, he asked his final question. “Sometimes, when you’ve have to work late, I find your pussy really slippery. Am I getting sloppy seconds from your boss?” Jan cringed when her husband laughed manically.
The laughter was suddenly and abruptly cut short. Jan cried out in pain as Don grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her face close to his. “Don’t worry, honey,” he snarled, “I grown to enjoy a sloppy second-hand fuck from you. All those squishy sounds just drive me nuts.”
Don released Jan, and sat back. His anger fading, Don sat back, taking his sister in his arms and idly toying with her tits. “Jan, you’ve been an unfaithful slut our entire marriage. Don’t you ever presume to tell me who I can or can’t fuck.
“Now, I want you show everybody what good slut wife you really are. I want to watch you suck Jim’s dick. I want it loud and sloppy. Then when he’s ready, and I tire of watching you blowing him, I want to see you take his cock up your ass. Go on, baby. I want to see you being the wanton slut you’ve always been.”
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