I Feel Lucky by cmsix

Chapter 1

Call me Lucky. Dad's rich, Mom's beautiful and I'm Lucky.

My Dad is a lawyer and his dad is also, they're partners in the biggest law firm in our city. My Dad's specialty is corporate law and he makes a shit-load of money.

My Mom is a 5'4" auburn haired little dream, one hundred and ten pounds, green eyes, D cup breasts, long dancers legs, tiny perfect feet, and the sweetest little round ass on earth.

Did I mention that I was lucky? My sisters are identical twins and they look like younger versions of Mom. They're already 5'4" like Mom but only weigh about one hundred pounds. They only have C cup breasts so far but give them time. They're sixteen and when they are out shopping with Mom people that don't know them just assume they are with their older sister.

Our home is on five acres in a very upscale neighborhood, it's so upscale that it really isn't a neighborhood at all. It's a pine forest with streets and utilities and a large home every quarter mile or so. We have a pool, hot tub and tennis courts and just about everything else that goes along with big money.

Even though Mom likes to do the cooking we still have a live in cook and a couple of live in maids and all the other trappings of the very rich. The help is pretty much on a do nothing gravy train with few duties except a little cleaning.

I've never really had a friend my own age and never seemed to need one. My Dad - Jack - is my best friend plus Mom - Sharon - and my sisters - Shelly and Shelia. My friends are my family.

Dad is a busy man but he always makes time for us, I can't remember him ever working during a weekend in my life. Mom doesn't waste time with volunteer or church work either; she spends her time on her family. For playmates I had Shelly and Shelia and they had me. We almost always got anything we wanted materially and we always had each other to talk to or play with. What did I need with a friend? I saw other kids when I went to school and that was good enough for me; good enough for Shelly and Shelia too I guess.

Public school was my parent's one concession toward normalcy for us. Shelly, Shelia and I went to public school. Dad and Mom had gone to public school, most of the time, so we did too. We didn't mind, heck I actually liked it.

Dad is my best friend, he knows the ins and outs of life and he isn't shy telling me about them. He and I live in a house with three of the best looking women in the United States and we have money to burn.

What do I need with friends? I've never even had a friend sleep over and while my sisters occasionally have girls over, it's been seldom. My life is tied up with my Mom and Dad and my sisters. We all get along great and really like doing things together.

Of course I hammer away at my dick, which seems to be growing daily, and I've begun to talk to girls at school and in the mall when I'm there. I'm actually beginning to flirt with a few just to see what it's like.

I don't have a room at home; I have a suite, with my own bath, including Jacuzzi and shower. Shelly and Shelia share a suite but they each have a separate bath. Shelly, Shelia and I are upstairs and Mom and Dad's master suite is downstairs, they also have separate baths.

I was pretty lucky in the gene lottery too. I'm already 5'9" and weigh one hundred and fifty pounds. I look a lot like my dad, olive complexion, black hair, very blue eyes and handsome. I've had a personal trainer, like all of us, since I was ten and I'm fairly muscular. My dick isn't such a much yet but it is seven inches and respectably thick for a fourteen year old.

I've been wondering about girls and sex since I was eleven. Some of my first thoughts were about trying to see Mom, or Shelly, or Shelia naked. It was never a burning goal though, after all we had a private pool and hot tub, and while skinny-dipping never came up, Mom and the girls felt perfectly comfortable wearing the tiniest bikinis with thong bottoms.

Mom's favorite dress around the house is usually a T-shirt that reaches down just below her buns and tiny cutoffs. In the mornings she might not even be wearing the cutoffs. I often wondered if she even had on panties and I occasionally got a peek when she reached for something from an upper cabinet. I'd never caught her without at least a thong, dammit, but I kept hoping.

If Mom were dressed up she'd have on a tank top or a sheer blouse and a very short skirt. I can't remember ever seeing her in a dress or skirt whose hem came within six inches of her knees.

Shelly and Shelia naturally dressed like Mom. While I've never caught any of them for a naked beaver shot, with the movement about the house and the occasional accidents in the pool, I've seen all their nipples many times and most of the rest of their flesh.

I started getting boners about the time I was eleven, especially when we were swimming or in the hot tub and I was really embarrassed about them at first. I kept bending around trying to hide them until Dad took me aside and told me not to worry about it.

"How are your mother and the girls going to know you appreciate them if they don't see your boner sticking out now and again? Why do you think they dress like they do? They're showing off just for you and me. Don't worry about erections; I'm sure they all take them as compliments. I know your mother does."

What could I say to that? They wanted to give me a hard-on and they expected to see the evidence when they succeeded. They succeeded a lot and from then on I just let it wave when it came up.

My Dad was a guy who didn't take long to find out what he wanted and then didn't take long to get it. He spotted my Mom in high school when he was seventeen and she was only a month before her fifteenth birthday. He got in her panties and had her knocked up within two months. Hell he was proud of it. Granddad was pissed but by now he's laughed telling me about it more than once.

"Jack is a planner Jimmy. He spotted Sharon when she was just a baby and he got her cherry within a week, then they got pregnant on purpose so they could get married right away. He told me he was already tired of chasing pussy around and wanted a wife at home to take care of him. It didn't really matter, I had them married and in a special school in Europe before she'd missed her second period.

Sharon was just as bad, when he told her what he wanted to do she made him hold off for five days waiting on her most fertile time so he would have plenty of jism for the deed. Like a seventeen-year-old boy is ever going to run short of jism. It took her parents a couple of years to get over being mad but hell they laugh about it now too," Gramps told me.

I guess some people would think my Dad is a little eccentric but I don't. When I decide I want something that bad I just hope I'll have the balls he did.

Last night we had my fourteenth birthday party. It was a family thing at home and it was great having a family party with everyone dressing up. We had a nice meal that mom and the girls fixed and a really big cake. It was so big that I kept expecting a stripper to pop out of it. Well, I kept hoping anyway.

Dad, Mom, Shelly and Shelia went together and they only got me one present. It was a brand new, natch, Corvette. Not too shabby even if it was just one gift. Dad made sure I got an emergency permit to drive and I was about to become the only guy in the eighth grade to be driving myself to school. Life's tough.

After the party was officially over, Dad called me into his study. This was something different. I usually didn't go in there. He often went to it in the evenings, I guess to read or some such. He entertained the occasional men guest with drinks and cigars in there after small dinners he and Mom gave. These occasions were extremely rare though.

I followed him in and he motioned for me to close the door. I knew that when the door was closed no one who had ever been in the house had ever thought of opening it or even knocking on it. I felt just a little nervous to be closed up in his study with him.

He asked me if I wanted a drink and a cigar, saying he knew that I had probably never had either bourbon or tobacco before but that I was old enough to see what they were all about now. I asked him if he thought I should and he said he'd fix me a mild drink to try and I could wait until later to tackle a cigar. He also explained that anytime I wanted to experiment with alcohol I should tell him and I could do it here with him.

"I know the kind of excitement kids your age and older generate about drinking and smoking. If you are curious about either you can drink and smoke as much as you want right here. I won't tolerate your doing either outside the home until you are of legal age," he said.

Dad went to great pains to explain to me that he had a very responsible position in the community and like it or not I was a part of that position. He pointed out that this position enabled us to live a life that most people could only dream about.

Dad went into a little detail about things I got to do and had done for me that most people could never even begin to afford and he went on to say that, if I were to end up creating some embarrassing "fuck-up" or two that raised public awareness, he would be forced to take drastic action to protect me from myself. He did not explain what this drastic action might involve and believe me I didn't want to even think about it.

"Now for the fun part Jimmy, what do you know about girls and sex?" Dad asked.

"Nearly nothing," I admitted, blushing.

"Well let's watch a video. I think it will cover the basics and then we can begin going over it in detail."

Of course I had been over the usual incorrect "facts" and rumors with some of the other guys. Nothing I had heard or even imagined prepared me for this video though. It started with just a beautiful blonde on the screen and she did a strip tease to some smoky sounding type of music.

When the stripping was over and the blonde was naked, a moderator's voice came up and started explaining and pointing out the interesting parts of her body, with close-ups. The voice went over everything a - just getting to be horny - boy could want to know. He spent a while with the breasts and went into the changes that happened with arousal then he moved to her snatch and did the same. All the while giving the proper names for the parts in question and every slang name I had heard for them also, even a bunch of names I had never heard. I laughed when he got to "whisker-biscuit."

Then the video switched to a male and did the same thing. I'd never imagined there were so many names for a dick and a pair of balls.

We had been in his den for two and a half hours before the videos were over and we'd finished with my questions. Dad said it was getting late and we would continue tomorrow when I got home from school. He also told me I should probably not mention this to anyone else. He gave me the DVD so I could watch it again later on if I wanted to.

These little talks continued, off and on, for about two weeks and went from explaining all the various parts to explaining all the functions to graphic demonstrations of sex in many forms, then on to techniques. It also covered dating, manners for dating, how to get dates and on and on. When the lessons were done I must have been the most sexually knowledgeable fourteen-year-old on the planet.

Dad always gave me the videos to study again and when we discussed masturbation and I admitted I had started already, he congratulated me. He gave me some purely porn DVDs to help me along. We discussed homosexuality but when I showed no curiosity he let it drop.

Dad asked me not to try getting any real time experience unless the girl was at least fourteen or older, telling me that getting caught with a girl younger than me and thus, under the age of consent, was one of the embarrassing fuck-ups I was to avoid at all cost.

He also said I should probably discuss it with him first if I felt I was getting close to making a score. Since I was fourteen and the only girls I knew that were fourteen or older were my Mom and my sisters I figured it was a moot point. I kept that thought to myself though. So I learned to jack off and with the DVDs and a jar of Vaseline, my sex life was off to a pounding start.

The next morning, I was on cloud nine, driving to school for the first time in my new car. I took Shelly and Shelia to their school first; they were sophomores in high school. You wouldn't believe the looks we got as I tried to play it cool and drove them right to the front entrance. A Corvette with the top down and lake pipes rumbling looks and sounds pretty impressive cruising up to a high school.

After I let them out I drove on over to my school and while I got a lot of attention it wasn't the same. Here, only the older kids were really impressed with cars but since I was the only swinging dick on the campus with one, and a Corvette at that, I had the undivided attention of all my eighth-grade classmates, and most of the seventh-graders too. No one made a big deal out of it but I noticed that any girls I talked to or flirted with that day were much more receptive than just the day before. I felt like a king.

I was still flying high and feeling mean when I went to fetch my sisters. It seemed like half the girls in high school were standing around where the twins were waiting for me. I pulled up, got out of the car and went around to open the door for them.

Manners, I had them and I used them. Besides, with the short skirts and both of them having to squeeze into the one seat, I got two good panty shots. They might be my sisters but they were still gorgeous and I wasn't going to pass up any scenery. I even leaned in and gave them both a brotherly kiss on the cheek after closing the door. They both grinned and winked at me. As we left the parking lot they laughed out loud.

"My God Jimmy, you could get twenty dates as soon as you get home and get on the phone," Shelia said.

"No shit, I bet I've had to tell forty or fifty girls who you were today. Six of them practically begged me to have you call them. Even Karen Baugus and she's going steady with Brent Jefferson, the All State quarterback. She was Homecoming Queen," Shelly said.

"And they're all over fourteen," Shelia added.

I know I blushed to the top of my head, I didn't know my sisters had been let in on Dad's age limit for me. I decided to try and bluff my way out of this.

"Karen Baugus isn't that great, she is really pretty and she has a killer body but she isn't that great. There are some better looking girls around," I said.

"Whoa Ho, only the cream of the crop for mister stud muffin over there," Shelly said, chuckling.

"Poor Bro, he's probably sick that Nicole Kidman doesn't go to our school," Shelia said.

"I hear she and Tom Cruise are getting a divorce, that gives you a chance now Jimmy," Shelly poured it on and they both howled with laughter.

"Well what do you expect? I already live with and ride to school with the two best looking girls in the state," I said.

They both grinned really big then and got that soft dreamy look around their eyes for just a second.

"Jimmy, you're so sweet, but we're your sisters," Shelia said, stating the obvious.

"I know, but you're both over fourteen," I said, grinning.

"JIMMY!" they shouted in unison.

Luckily I had just stopped for a red light because they both began pummeling me lightly about the head and shoulders. I had to cower over against my door.

I finally got them settled down enough so I could start driving again. They were both blushing furiously. We finally all agreed it was a great joke on them and all fun and games so we were in good spirits when we got home.

Next morning, when I got Shelia and Shelly to their school's entrance, it seemed that mostly the same crowd of girls was hanging around, the ones we'd left yesterday. Some few of them waved and smiled at me as I got out and opened the door for my sisters.

Shelly was next to the door and she gave me a much better shot this morning and even smiled when she caught me looking. Shelia was pressed up to the console and had to spread her legs all the way across the seat to get out. Her panties were pink and sheer and I could see the shadow of her light bush as she took her sweet time getting out. She smiled at me also and even blew me a kiss when she caught me ogling her treasures.

I was sure everyone on earth could see my woody as I walked back around the car and got in. The extra attention the girls at my own school gave me seemed tame today but I still practiced my flirting every chance I got.

When I pulled in to pick up Shelly and Shelia that afternoon it was like a repeat of yesterday. A crowd of good looking high school chicks just happened to be standing around and chatting. I knew it was all because of the car but what the hell. I had the car and if they wanted to get fucked in it or because of it I might just give them a chance. This was Thursday, just one more day till the weekend. I probably wouldn't try to get a date this weekend but I sure as hell intended to get one next weekend if at all possible.

Shelly went for the console this time and she gave me a duplicate of the shot Shelia had this morning. She had on sheer blue panties and her bush seemed identical to what I remembered Shelia's had looked like. She gave me a big smile and so did Shelia after her little show. I decided to continue my new tradition of giving them both a kiss on the cheek after closing the door. I had it easier in the boner department this time but it didn't last long.

"My God Jimmy, Sharon McKelvy got down on her knees in the restroom and begged me to get you to call her. It looked like she was going to cry for a minute. She's a senior and she is hot. What's this all about? Have you turned into a super-stud behind our backs?" Shelia nearly shouted as we left the parking lot.

"Naw, it's just this car. They wouldn't care if Rodney Jenkins were driving it. It's the car that's so hot, not me," I said.

"I guess that's part of it but it wouldn't make that much difference would it?" asked Shelly.

"Sure it does. If I were depositing you two at the entrance in a five-year-old four door Taurus I wouldn't be getting a second look. This is by far the hottest car anywhere near your school and it is also the most expensive. I'm a fourteen-year-old kid with a seventy thousand dollar car of my own. I don't look too bad if I do say so myself, and my parents are obviously richer than shit. The girls have just made the connection faster than the boys have.

"You two had better be on your toes. When it finally sinks in to the dumb bastards that masquerade as males at your school that you two are not only beautiful but are also rich, you are going to be the most fought over chicks in the school, if not the whole city.

"Of course, maybe they just realize you're already living with the number one stud muffin on earth and that they really don't have a chance," I added.

That earned me another pummeling but not quite as bad as the day before because we were moving.

"I guess we'd better up the ante Shelia, panty shots aren't going to hold baby-stud there much longer now that the real sluts smell blood in the water," Shelly said.

I don't know how I could keep driving with my face so red. Shelia and Shelly just exploded into laughter while I tried. I thought my ears would catch fire they were burning so. I finally broke out laughing too and we were still giggling when we got home.

Dad was already there when we arrived and surprisingly mother already had dinner on the table. When we were finished dad again directed me to his den and motioned me to close the door as I entered. I was offered a drink and a cigar again and I accepted both this time. Dad mixed my drink and selected a mild cigar for me. He showed me how to prepare it for smoking by cutting the end off properly and he showed me how to light it correctly. Damn, smoking was complicated.

"I guess that a lot of this has seemed strange to you Jimmy but I happen to know it worked for me. My father gave me a similar head start but without the custom videos I had made for you. I only have one rule for you now and three major requests. The rule: under no circumstances are you to fuck your mother."

I was stunned. That had never even entered my mind.

"It's not that I give a shit about the incest taboo, as far as I'm concerned that's a big load of crap. First and even second crosses have fewer complications attributable to incest than normal causes. That is just an outdated piece of shit.

The rule is because your mother is my woman and I don't want anyone else fucking her. I knocked her up on purpose so we could get married. My Dad raised a little hell about it and it caused a few upsets but he squared it all away for us and has since come around one hundred percent to my thoughts on the matter.

"All you have to remember is that your mother is my woman and I don't want you fucking her, and don't be asking her for a blowjob either. Other than that, feel free to flirt with her, both mentally and physically, as much as she'll let you get away with. Kiss her and slip her your tongue, grope her ass, play with her tits, hell I don't mind if you finger her or even lick her pussy. But keep your dick to yourself. Just remember she doesn't know about our little gentlemen's agreement so you are on your own as to how you go about it," Dad said.

"I just don't understand I guess, you've made your view on incest clear, and if you hadn't I probably would never have even considered mother as anything but mother. I'm not saying that I'm hot for her or that I want you to change your mind, I'm just wondering why you explicitly pointed out all the other things I could try."

"It's simple," Dad explained, "Do you know what a teasing horse is?"

"Not exactly," I admitted.

"A teasing horse is usually a stallion that has been proud cut, that's a way of castrating a horse that removes his testicles so he can't cause pregnancy in a mare but leaves tissue so he still has the drive to mate. It can also be accomplished by using a mature stallion pony that can't physically reach the mares to couple with them.

"The horse constantly teases the mares but can't get the job done. He gets them excited and he keeps them excited. It helps facilitate breeding, especially to stallions that command a high stud fee and are needed for real impregnation. Most horses standing at stud are too valuable to be left outside running with the mares. It isn't a perfect analogy though.

"I would like for you to tease up your mother for me a little. I like to have sex a lot more than she does. She is happy with two or three times a week but I actually like it at least once a day. I've made arrangements to make sure I can get it at least once a day and that is where the three requests come in.

"I would really appreciate it if you wouldn't fuck Marsha Jacobs, Julian Cowan, or Francis Jameson although with these three I wouldn't be offended if you got them to suck your dick. They are my "extra" pussy. As you know they all work for me. I've been able to keep them all happy so far. I've had others before but I haven't had much turnover, and I try to be happy with just these three besides your mom.

"Sharon doesn't know about them and I don't intend for her to find out. You may think this is just blowing smoke but I really believe she'd be just as hurt by thinking she hadn't satisfied my libido as she would by knowing I was "cheating" on her. She has insinuated before that if I got a chance to get some stray pussy that I should go for it but she says that I'm all she's interested in for sex," Dad explained.

"Wow Dad, that's kind of a load to drop on me. It will take a while to sink in," I said.

"Well think about it all you want but don't fuck your mother in the mean time," he said.

"You just keep knocking me out every time you say something."

"Just remember the four don't fucks and do your best to fuck every other woman or girl you think you want to as long as they are older than fourteen. Don't be a bit shy about bringing girls right to the house, taking them into your bedroom and fucking them stupid. That's why you have a big private suite," he explained.

"Wow, only thing is, Shelia and Shelly's bedroom is right across the hall. They might catch on if I'm not careful."

"Hell they know about the birds and the bees. Even though they're both still virgins doesn't mean they don't know what sex is all about. As a matter of fact I'd say they ought to be the first two you nail. There damn sure aren't any prettier on earth and they are just ripe for the picking. I think I've done a good job saving them for you," Dad said, and then smiled.

"Stunned again. I just don't know what to say."

"I guess you weren't listening to my incest rant but I'm not going through it again. I'm going to fix us another drink just to take the edge off, and then we're going out to spend a little quality time with your mom and the girls. I'll be inviting them to a family slow dance party in the living room tomorrow night. I expect you to flirt your ass off with all of them tonight.

"Tomorrow night we're going to get a little booze into them, just to help their panties slide off more easily. I hope you're able to fuck both your sisters before the weekend is over and get started teasing your mother in the bargain. Just remember not to fuck your mother and not to push your teasing too fast with her. She's an old fashioned girl."

We had our drink and joined the girls. I caught a bunch of good natured teasing from Shelly and Shelia about being invited into Dad's den so often lately and even a little from Mom. So I just told them that Dad was explaining the facts of life to me. Shelia said I must be a slow learner from all the time it was taking. That had us all laughing until we hurt, Dad and I loudest.

The girls and I were in high spirits on the way to school Friday morning. They were ragging me hard about the harem that would be waiting for me. When we stopped at the entrance I popped around to get the door. Shelly was near the door and she made a special effort to show me her tiny red sheer panties as my boner began to rise. When Shelia did the big spread across the seat on her way out I nearly choked. She wasn't wearing any panties. I was gazing at her naked beaver.

"Just upping the ante stud muffin," She said as she looked up smiling.

She and Shelly broke out laughing as they scampered into the building. I didn't even notice most of my school day.

When I picked them up that afternoon the harem had thinned a little. Oh well, all good things must come to and end and all that shit. Shelly was bound for the console this time and I got another shock as she was now displaying her naked bush on the wide spread and when Shelia got in with the more modest shot she had on the tiny red panties. I was speechless as we left the parking lot. They weren't.

"Jimmy, you're gonna' have to fuck a few of those bitches or they will worry Shelia and I to death," Shelly said.

I put my hand on the inside of her left leg, down by her knee, and slid it up her thigh to within a couple of inches of her naked beaver. Shelia burst out laughing while Shelly gasped and went right to a full blush.

"Shelly you know I only have eyes for Shelia and you. Especially after today," I promised, giving them a wicked grin.

Shelia joined the blush crew then while I just gave Shelly's inner thigh a little squeeze and left my hand right where it was. Things got quiet for a couple of minutes but the jabbering soon resumed and when we got home I was surprised again as I saw two naked beaver shots when the girls made their exit. They both took their sweet time getting out. Somehow Shelia had removed the red panties during the drive home without my noticing. As we were heading to the house I walked between them.

"What's that in your pocket Jimmy?" Shelia asked with a big smile.

"Baseball Bat," I said.

Then I slid my hands up under their skirts, onto their naked butts, and cupped a cheek in each hand. I hugged them both to me by their naked asses and kept walking.

I could see Mom in the kitchen as we came in and I shouted, "Honey, we're home," as we trouped toward her.

She smiled and put up her cheek while Shelia then Shelly gave her a peck. When my turn arrived I took her into my arms and drew her in for a kiss on the lips (no tongue though). She stiffened just a little at first then relaxed against me, hugging me also. I broke the kiss.

"Mom, are you over fourteen?" I asked with a straight face but I still don't know where I got the courage.

Shelly and Shelia gasped and Mom's eyes flew wide open and looked so big as a blush started on her cheeks and spread down onto her upper chest while her mouth tried twice to say something but never got a sound out. I kissed her quickly right on the tip of her nose.

"I'd better get up to my room and get ready for dinner and dancing with my three best girls," I said smiling.

Before I released Mom I let my left hand drop onto her sweet cheek and gave it a squeeze. There was total silence from the three of them as I left.

Dad had often orchestrated these family dances so I knew what to expect, as did Mom and the girls. The plan had changed, at least from Dad's and my point of view but Mom and the girls didn't have a clue about that. This little get together was mostly for my benefit. I was to use it as a springboard toward getting Shelia or Shelly hot enough to fuck. I knew Dad expected all the help I could give him getting Mom wound up also. Fine by me.

While I showered, imagining what I hoped would happen tonight, my poor dick jumped to its full seven inches right away. Jerking off seemed a waste to me now but I decided I needed to beat junior into partial submission or suffer from an aching boner for hours. It took twice in the shower to gain marginal control.

Later, I watched TV for a couple of hours after my shower, since I knew dinner wouldn't be served until seven. Around six-thirty I put on some nice slacks and a gray silk shirt along with my dancing shoes and headed downstairs. I joined Dad in the living room and we waited for Mom and the girls to make an appearance.

When Shelia and Shelly came down I knew that I wasn't the only one that thought there was a new protocol tonight. They were dressed identically in nearly nothing. It was definitely expensive nearly nothing though. They wore dark green mini-dresses with plunging necklines. The dresses were very short, reaching only two or three inches below their buns. My sisters were beautiful and I felt my mouth go dry as I gawked at them.

They didn't come to the living room but went to the door of Mom and Dad's bedroom and tapped lightly. Mom opened the door and came out to meet them. Her dress matched theirs exactly with the only difference being her larger bust. Then they all three strolled to the living room to join Dad and I. We exchanged greetings and pecks on cheeks then went to the dining room where Dad and I helped them get seated and then took our seats. Dad rang the little bell for dinner.

I knew that it was a tough life for the cook and the maids tonight since they had to take care of dinner for once. This was Georgia after all so of course they were African Americans. They didn't seem to mind it a bit and I knew that they couldn't bitch about their treatment from us. Usually when I saw Tolishanea or Kamakeata they teased me a little and then a little more. Tonight was strictly business for them though and they served us without any unnecessary conversation. I will say that I loved their short, tight, official, maid get ups though.

After an excellent meal we returned to the living room. Dad had already chosen the music and asked me to start it as he opened a bottle of wine and served the ladies. Shelly and Shelia left room for me between them on the couch and as I sat I retrieved my wine glass from the coffee table, glancing toward the love seat where Mom and Dad were sitting.

I hadn't thought about it before but I instantly realized that the short dresses were going to make this a lovely evening for me. Mom and Dad were directly across from us and since Mom had not crossed her legs when she sat down, I could see perfectly up her abbreviated dress to her sheer white silk panties.

The room lights hadn't been dimmed yet and I do believe I could see the shadow of Mom's auburn pubes behind the silk. If I hadn't manhandled junior in the shower earlier I would surely be protruding by now. I took a sip of my wine and replaced the glass. Leaning back onto the couch I put an arm each around Shelly's and Shelia's shoulders and hugged them toward me.

"Dad, I wonder what the poor people are doing tonight?" I asked.

"Who gives a shit?" he asked in return.

Dad put his arm around Mom and hugged her close, looking into her eyes. We all laughed and then we just settled into desultory conversation while we finished the bottle of wine and another and then after opening the third Dad asked Mom to dance. Recognizing my cue, I asked Shelly and we moved to the small dance floor.

Yes, Dad had a dance floor in the living room. As far as I know we were the only ones that had ever danced on it but we used it every three or four weeks for these family dances.

Mom and Dad hardly ever entertained in our home. If they planned a party they usually held it in a hotel ballroom downtown. We rarely had strangers or even family friends in our home.

Shelly and I danced closely together but not extremely closely. Dad hadn't dimmed the lights yet, that would come after about an hour. Everyone was circumspect while the lights were still up.

Previously, during these little parties the dimming of the lights had only signaled that Mom and Dad were about to become a little friendlier on the dance floor. I didn't know if Shelia and Shelly realized that I intended to become friendlier also when the lights went down, with Mom too if I could get away with it.

When the first dance ended I returned Shelly to the couch and asked Shelia for the next dance and after that one I took her to the couch. I saw Dad take Mom to the love seat, this was my signal to ask Mom for a dance while Dad asked Shelia. I knew that it would be two dances for Mom and I since Dad would dance with Shelly next. This was more or less the pattern we always used.

As Mom and I moved together on the floor I pulled her to me exactly as I had Shelia and Shelly. It was a slightly closer embrace than ever before but still wasn't overt. She made no mention of it and we danced two dances together as Dad danced with Shelia and then Shelly. Dad suggested that we all sit out for a song or two and finish the wine.

We were already a bottle ahead of our normal consumption for these evenings so I was surprised when Dad opened another bottle as we finished the current one. Dad also gave the lights an early dimming after opening this bottle and he settled back to finish this glass before asking Mom for another dance.

Tonight had varied slightly from the norm and it seemed to me that Dad was dispensing a little more wine than usual. He'd always poured more wine into Mom and the girl's glasses than his or mine but no mention had ever been made of it and I'd always assumed I was the only one that noticed. I decided that I would ask him about it the next time we had a chat in his study.

I watched him more closely and noticed that even though the girls and Mom had more wine in their glasses, they always seemed to finish theirs first, and when Dad refilled everyone, his glass was still half full and he ended up pouring himself just a little. Finally the light shined in my pea brain and I realized that Dad was intentionally getting Mom and the girls just a little drunk.

When we'd all finished our wine, Dad asked Mom to dance again and I asked Shelia. I stalled just a little to watch Dad's approach and I saw that now he had Mom right up against him with both arms around her back and that both of Mom's arms were around his neck and her cheek was on his shoulder.

I took Shelia into my arms the same way and she hesitated slightly, since we had never danced this closely before. As a matter of fact I had always enjoyed these parties more for the wine than the dancing and had never paid much attention to the fact that I was dancing with beautiful and sexy women. Thanks to Dad's recently revealed thoughts on the matter, I had a different perspective on my Mom and sisters and our relationships.

As Shelia and I danced, I pulled her upper body even closer and encouraged her to lay her head on my shoulder with a little sidewise pressure of my head against hers. When she did I kissed her cheek and getting a squeeze around my neck I began giving her kisses on her neck and in the hollow of her throat. I also began stroking her back with one hand while I slipped the other onto one of her buns to try a squeeze of my own. She started to move her head up and I thought she might issue some sort of protest, so as her head came up I raised my hand from her back to the back of her head and drew her face toward me; kissing her on the lips.

Shelia stiffened slightly but then cooperated, sensing success I opened my lips and licked hers with the tip of my tongue. Shortly her lips parted and I sent my tongue into her mouth to find hers. As she pulled tighter against my neck with her arms I moved my hand from the back of her head down to capture her other bun. I pulled her hips closer and began squeezing both her ass cheeks rhythmically. Junior was back to life completely now and I wondered if she'd noticed that lump rubbing against her tummy.

That song ended and as I returned Shelia to the couch to ask Shelly for a dance I noticed that Shelly had finished another glass of wine while she had waited. She must have watched what went on with Shelia and I because as I pulled her to me to dance she came right up against me and put her head on my shoulder. I declared success and started kissing her neck and throat straight away and dropped my hands to her ass. I squeezed her cheeks and pulled her in to press against Junior as I moved my lips to hers.

Her lips were already parted so I sent out my tongue and the wrestling began. Shelly seemed enthusiastic and, emboldened by her reaction, I reached down with both hands to the back of her thighs, below the hem of her dress, and brought my hands back up under her dress to her naked cheeks.

I'd noticed earlier that the view up Shelia's and Shellie's dresses matched the view up Mom's and that had to mean thongs. Kewl with me. I knew everyone that bothered to look would see that my hands were up Shelly's dress. I also knew that Dad would be cool with it and figured no one else would mention anything. They didn't.

Pressing my advantage during Shelly's altered state, I put my right forefinger into the crack between her buns at the top and traced over the thong's center string, down over her rosebud, across her taint to the bottom of her slit. This excited her even more and made her kisses more enthusiastic. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Shelia's eyes were glued to us.

Directing our dancing, I maneuvered Shelly's back toward Shelia, so she could witness the full story of what I was up to with her twin. When she saw Shelly's naked ass and where my hand was her mouth made an 'O' and I think she blushed. I do know that her eyes stayed glued to her sister's ass and the activities there.

The song ended and as I returned to the couch with Shelly I kept one hand under her dress caressing a cheek while keeping Dad in my sight to see if I should ask Shelia to dance or go over and ask Mom. Dad headed for the couch so I moved to the love seat to ask Mom, noticing that Shelly was already pouring herself another glass of wine.

Mom came into my arms and it was simple to get her cheek on my shoulder. I could tell she was feeling her wine also and as I hugged her to me she came right up against me, putting her arms around my neck. I knew that Dad had been kissing her and feeling up her ass just as I had been doing with the girls but I didn't see him move his hands under her dress. Oh well, I would have two dances with her while Dad did the honors for both the girls, so I decided to go for it.

I started with one hand stroking Mom's back and put one directly on her ass. I pulled her gently up against my hard-on and she gave it a little wiggle with her lower belly. I used the other hand to lift her head up toward my lips for a kiss and found her lips slightly parted. It was a new thrill for me to press my tongue into my mother's mouth and I nearly gasped when I found hers eager to play.

This seemed too good to be true but I just chalked my fast progress with her up to Dad's warm up and as she pulled my head closer with her arms around my neck I detected a difference in her kisses from those of Shelly and Shelia.

Mom obviously had more kissing experience and she was more passionate. Enthusiastically, I dropped both my hands to the backs of her legs, pulling them up under the hem of her dress. I went for the real deal this time and brought my hands up along the outside of her thighs and pulled her dress completely up above her waist, having to pull my hips back slightly to let it pass.

Resuming my grip on both buns, I pulled her to me keeping the dress trapped between us. I thought I had blown it for a second as she stiffened slightly but it only lasted an instant and then she picked up the tempo of her kissing so I returned the favor on her sweet ass.

I was surprised by Mom's responsiveness to me. Before tonight I had only kissed her on the lips once. We were a very close family and all that but I wouldn't say that our physical familiarity was anything out of the ordinary. That squeeze I gave her on the ass when I got home after school today was also a first and I had assumed that I got out of it alive only because of the joking manner that I had delivered it with. I'd have to think about this later but right now I had other things on my hands or my hands on other things.

I thought my dick was going to explode. Without the earlier session to relieve the pressure I would have surely messed up my slacks when Mom turned up the kissing heat after I got her dress up. I was just about to try trailing a finger down between her buns when the song faded into a new one.

Since we had to slip a step to move into a different beat I snuck a thigh in between hers and using my grip on her naked ass I pulled her so that her sex was now pressed against the front of my thigh. Mom groaned down in her chest and began to take advantage of this new contact. I looked toward the couch and saw that Dad had switched partners and he glanced at Mom and I as he led Shelly to the dance floor. He nearly did a double take but recovered and looked me in the eyes as he got the biggest grin and then winked at me.

Feeling proud as a peacock I trailed my forefinger down from the top of Mom's moon crack, between her luscious buns, across her rosebud and taint to the bottom of her love lips. They were damp already and I slid my finger beneath her thong to explore. When it was good and wet I stroked it back up over her pucker, repeating until her asshole was well lubed, then I began to tease it with my fingertip. This made Mom break our kiss and moan softly.

Mom dropped her arms from around my neck and brought them between us. Thinking I had screwed the pooch, I got ready for Mom to push me away with her hands but she didn't. She made a little sound, like a cat purring, and put her arms between mine and around my back, below my shoulders; she was just getting a new grip. Pressing herself even closer to me, smashing her bountiful breasts into my chest, she began really working her sex on the front of my thigh.

I could hear her breath getting ragged and her forehead was resting in the hollow of my throat. I slid my finger back down to her wet cunt-lips and wiggled it inside searching for the opening to her vagina. I found it and tentatively made an entrance. She raised her head and smashed her lips back onto mine and I think it was to smother the groan she made. Her tongue began whipping mine like a snake as I began the old in out in out with my finger.

The song was only about half done but I saw Dad moving to the couch with Shelly. When he got there he must have asked Shelia to help him get Shelly up to their room. Shelly had overdone it with the wine. Shelia got up and they started up the stairs, supporting her on both sides.

Mom was now definitely a go to come shortly and I was as happy as a pig in shit. I withdrew my finger from her tunnel and put the tip over her rosebud, wiggling it, trying to get inside. Mom gave up any pretense of dancing and just concentrated on humping my leg as my finger popped through and I began wiggling it around and pressing it in and out in time with her humping.

She broke our kiss and her breath was coming in gasps. When she went over she was huffing like a steam train and her arms tightened around me until it hurt. Finally she went limp and I half dragged, half carried her toward the couch.

Thinking ahead for once, before I lay her on the couch I slid the zipper all the way down the back of her dress. I then lay her on her back and pulled the dress forward and down off her arms. She wore no bra and her magnificent breasts were now bare in all their glory. They were firm and round and big.

I dropped to my knees beside the couch, putting a hand on one titty and my mouth on the other's nipple, and moving my free hand to her pubes I rubbed it over her slit until it was wet. Slipping two fingers into her, I began pumping them while I found her clit with my thumb and gently massaged it. I had her about halfway to another peak when I heard Dad and Shelia closing a door upstairs so I removed my fingers from her and helped her up from the couch. She started to pull her dress back up but I took it and slid it down off her hips to the floor.

Mom looked at me, smiled, and then stepped out of her dress as I moved her back to the dance floor, where she resumed her position astride my thigh with her arms around my back. She pulled me in for more kissing and I regained my purchase on her ass cheeks.

I can't even imagine what Shelia must have thought when she and Dad got back to the dance floor and she saw Mom and I. Mom was only wearing her garter belt, stockings, thong and shoes. Just as they reached us the song ended and Dad tapped me on the shoulder giving me the "May I cut in signal." As he drew Mom into his arms I moved to Shelia and took her into mine. Not bothering to start dancing, I pulled Shelia to me for a kiss and dropped my hands to her dress, pulling it up to her waist.

Shelia stiffened slightly but surrendered, putting her arms around me and hugging me tightly while we kissed. I dropped my hands to her ass and pulled her against my erection. She groaned into my mouth when she felt it. Dad and Mom were walking arm in arm toward their bedroom so I moved one hand up to deal with Shelia's zipper.

When the zipper was open she dropped her arms from me so I could slip her dress off and as it hit the floor I bent and put an arm behind her knees and one behind her back, lifting her. I broke the kiss and put my mouth down on the nearest nipple, teasing it for a minute. Moving my lips back to hers to preclude any questions, I started toward the stairs and my room. I was sure I'd had enough foreplay for a while and I was intent on getting my first piece of pussy.

Shelia kept her eyes closed while I carried her. When I got into my room I didn't even bother shutting the door behind us. I turned a little to dim the lights and then carried Shelia to my bed, laying her in the middle. She opened her eyes and looked around as I set her down. She looked a little surprised when she noticed that it was my room I had carried her into instead of she and Shelly's.

When I looked into her eyes she gave me a shy smile as I took off my shirt then lay down to kiss her with my chest pressed to her naked breasts. I kissed her lips for a while as I used one hand to play with her breasts and nipples and the other to surreptitiously undo my pants. I kicked my loafers off my feet and then kissed my way from her lips down over her chin and throat to her breasts. I sucked and teased her nipples while I finished removing my pants, socks and my boxers.

Naked now, I let my lips travel down over her flat belly and across the panel of her thong. She spread her legs wider as I got between them and as I pulled the thong aside and gave her love lips a French kiss she moaned and tilted her hips up for me.

I licked down and across her asshole and back up playing with her lips and dipping between them for her nectar. Teasing the outer and then the inner lips, I noticed she was dripping now so I used a finger and searched for her opening. I found it and pushed my finger between her labia finding her hymen immediately. I moved my licking and sucking up and back, now including her clit and its hood in my travels. Meanwhile, I thought, thanks, to Dad and his video instructions.

Shelia began working her hips in earnest now and was keeping up a constant low moaning. I felt she was near enough to ready and I knew I damned sure was. I grasped the front panel of her thong in my hand and firmly pulled until the waist and crack strings broke then I flicked it off the side of the bed.

Crawling up over her, keeping most of my weight off her and on my elbows, I kept my body low enough to feel those fantastic nipples drag across my chest. When Shelia noticed where I was headed, she spread her legs widely and drew her knees up. Putting my lips on hers, I gave her the sweetest kiss I knew how to.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too, Jimmy."

Even though I knew it would be difficult to feel my way to her entrance with the head of my dick, I gave it a shot anyway, mostly to see if she would guide it in for me without me having to tell her to. On my first miscue she reached between her legs, found my dick and after rubbing the head between her slick lips she placed me right at her entrance.

There was no way to be painless now so I just pushed firmly and broke through. She was very tight of course and I let it rest just inside her. She'd winced a little but hadn't cried out and I held still, waiting for a sign from her. She pulled my face to hers and kissed me hard then she wiggled her hips ever so slightly. I started stroking back and forth making progress slowly and watching her face for any reaction. I didn't see pain and after a few minutes she looked into my eyes and smiled.

"You OK?" I asked.

"It hurt a little but not much."

I held my place for a few seconds and then I felt her rock her hips gently again and I resumed stroking in and out going further every few strokes, watching her face for signs I was going too fast. When I got all the way in I could feel my cock-head just bump her cervix and I pressed in harder, rocking my hips up and pressuring her clit with my pubis. She sucked in a little gasp.

"That was good. Let's do that some more."

I withdrew and started long strokes, making sure to press up against her clit each time. After a few trips she began gasping at the end of every full push. I could tell it was getting good to her so I increased my speed and she increased her gasping. I altered my rhythm and started holding it in for a moment at the bottom of each stroke and wiggling my hips while I was pressed up to her clit. Her gasp became moans and she threw her legs around me, crossing her ankles and pulling me to her each time as I hit bottom.

She must have decided to experiment a little on her own because on the next out stroke her pussy squeezed my dick and as I started back in it relaxed. She was into a fulltime moan now and I began to wonder how I had such control. After all, I'd been a virgin too and I'd been hard and anxious for three hours.

Until Shelia, Shelly and I walked from my car into the house that afternoon, I had never even touched a girl's naked ass. I'd just spent three hours dancing with, fondling and kissing both of my beautiful sisters and my gorgeous mother; giving my mother a come and getting her close to another one.

I had stripped Mom's dress off her and kissed, sucked and played with her titties, pussy and asshole. Here I was pumping my dick into my sisters wonderfully hot, wet, tight and until just a minute ago virgin pussy. How was I able to hold out?

I should have never thought about it. Almost immediately I felt the urge to blow my wad and I had to hold out until she got off, I just had to. Putting my mouth onto Shelia's and stabbing my tongue between her lips, I pumped my hips harder. Reaching back with one hand, I got my index finger wet in her juices and started wiggling it against her asshole. I knew she was close, so I pressed my finger up her ass as far as I could and began stroking it in time with my dick.

"Oh! Fuck me you little bastard. Fuck Me! God almighty I love it. I didn't even dream it would feel so good. Fuck Me!"

It felt like every muscle in her body locked down and her pussy seemed like it was going to pinch my dick off at the root. I didn't need control now so I let myself go off into her. My dick felt like it was exploding and I thought I would never stop coming. I knew that this was what I wanted to do from now on. I felt like a king.

Shelia began to wind down and then she seemed to melt into the bed limply. Her legs fell off from around me to lay sprawled on the mattress and her arms dropped off following suit. I finished my nut and put more weight on her but still kept all I could on my elbows. Shelia's eyes were closed but I started kissing all over her face, neck, throat and ears and whispering how much I loved her and how beautiful she was. In a minute or two she opened her eyes and smiled at me, telling me how great I was and how gentle I'd been and that she'd love me forever. I moved to get off her and she hugged me to her telling me to stay there and to never take it out.

My dick had wilted some but it was still in her and still fairly firm so I pressed the noodle in as far as I could and then gave it a few very short strokes.

"Do you want to do it again?" I asked.

"Yes. Please Jimmy, can we do it some more?"

"I think so, in just a couple of minutes, squeeze it again like you did?"

"I'd never thought of that before. It seemed like I should do it though when everything started feeling so good, and it felt wonderful."

She squeezed me and I gave a little push. After only a minute or two I could tell Junior was growing.

"Wow. It's so good to feel it swelling while it's inside me. It's great like that."

I pumped while she squeezed me on every outstroke. Soon I was back up to snuff and I told her to hold on, then I rolled us over putting her on top.

"Kewl. This is nice too. I didn't know we could do it this way."

"Pull your legs up until your feet are flat on the bed. You'll be able to drive then," I suggested.

She did and then she got into it. Soon she was pumping up and down on me and rocking her hips for the best angle. When she lowered her chest and put her hands on the bed beside my shoulders I reached up to play with her titties and thumb her nipples. She was moaning again and slamming up and down on me at breakneck speed. I was nowhere near coming when she shouted out loud.

"Jimmy! Oh Jimmy, here it comes again! Oh God, I love it! I'm coming again Jimmy! Oh God I'm coming!"

I turned her titties loose and grabbed a cheek in each hand, helping her pound herself onto my dick. She locked up again and then howled. She fell forward onto me, spent. I was still hard as a rock but I didn't care, there was no need to get greedy now. I knew I could fuck her another time or two tonight and then tomorrow I planned on nailing Shelly, unless she was too hung over.

Shelia seemed asleep or at least well on her way. I rolled us over again and slid out of her and she mumbled something. I looked down at her sweet little pussy and it looked like there was a river of come running out of her. Parts of the slimy white stream were tinged with red from her shattered cherry.

I went to my chest of drawers and got out a T-shirt, trying to clean her up some. It helped but I spread her legs, putting my mouth to her pussy and tried to suck out her juices and my come. I stayed clear of her clit and she didn't even wake up. I got her pretty clean then moved her to the edge of the bed so I could turn it down for us. After I got it ready I rolled her to the other side and covered her up then went to the bathroom to piss and wash my dick and balls.

I dried myself and went back to my bed. Shelia was sleeping on her side so I lifted the covers and slid in behind her, snuggling up to her back in the spoon position. I drifted off to sleep with my limp dick pushed right up to her ass and I guess I must have slept for about an hour and a half then I felt somebody softly shaking my shoulder.