22nd Century

(MFFf, Ff inc, mf inc, Mf inc, etc., anal, preg)
(this is one of Puppy's stories)

My family lives on a farm, in the foothills of the great mountains to the west.  The year is 2135, and we're in the south of what used to be called United States, only not many people know that anymore.  After the oil wars, and the water wars, and all the attempts to keep a central government running after the fossil fuels ran out, they just gave up.  Now the peace is kept by the local warlord.  Thankfully, where I live, he is a distant presence.

I'm the big man around these parts.  It's just my family and my sons' families, on this narrow mountain road.  We have the only good farmland and clean running water in these parts, and travelers going from east to west often need to stop in for provisions.  That puts us in an excellent position to trade for what we can't grow or make.  It allows us to pay off the warlord's occasional tax collector, and puts us in a good position, in other ways.

I know that the old buildings on my farm are what used to be called a "gas station".  Kids these days don't even know what that means.

Most vehicles that pass this way aren't what you'd call cars.  Sometimes you get a mechanical contraption running on scavenged parts, running on alcohol or electricity or woodgas or what not have you, but generally it's horses and mules, pulling wooden carriages.  Those skills people had in the 19th century turn out to be mighty useful in the 22nd.  We don't have anything like guns, with ammunition being rare currency, so I keep order with my collection of crossbows that my grandfather built in the mid-21st century, back when things were starting to collapse.

As for sex, well, some things don't change.  Even with a ruined planet, human bodies are the same and we have the same needs and desires.  Our culture is just a little more weighted towards the powerful, which means he who rules the land, rules the women.  Around here, as I mentioned, I am the powerful man.

I didn't always live here.  I grew up in a village in the plains, one of eight children.  Only three of us made it to adulthood.  I was my father's favorite, and we had land and servants.  In my position, as a young man, I had the pick of who I wanted for my wife, and I knew who I wanted, the daughter of another wealthy family.  Her ancestry was typical of America: part Korean, Hmong, Mexican, White, and Lord knows what else, with the magnificent name of Leticia Chan-sook Salinas-Hernandez, though she went by "Tisha".  She was stunningly beautiful as a young woman, and her family was happy to have her marry into mine, because of our social status.

I had know girls before Tisha, but never anyone quite so beautiful.  On our wedding night, I found out that she was also quite accommodating in bed, besides straight fucking, willing to take me in her mouth, and even her tight backdoor.  I learned later that her mother had coached her on how to please a man, to make sure that I was satisfied, to refuse me nothing.

I moved with my wife up to our current place in the foothills, and established our farm, taking over a small rest stop managed by an older couple, who became my servants.  They were happy to have the protection of a powerful man, as young as I was.

My wife bore me two sons in rapid succession, then there were no more children, no matter how many times I left my seed in her womb.

The older couple passed away, leaving me to do the bulk of the farm work, to grow what we couldn't trade for.  Very soon I was primarily a trader with the travelers on the road, supplying them with provisions, or room and board for a night, in exchange for goods.

I must tell you, that even the most beautiful woman can become less appealing, after two children and a number of years of hard labor on a farm.  I was happy with my wife, but my cock did start to notice the more attractive women among the travelers.

When my sons Kyle and Zeke were around 5 years old, word came that Leticia's family had suffered some calamity, losing their wealth and standing, along with a son-in-law.  My wife begged me to take her sister into our home, to care for her and her young daughter.  Her sister, Amelia Gwynne Byung-soon Salinas-Hernandez Smith, who went by Amy, had been deserted by her husband and had no support.

"She is hungry, and her daughter will have no future without a home, please!" begged my wife.

"I will take your sister in, with one condition," I told her.  "She must be obedient, as you are, and do whatever I say."

"Yes.  She will be very obedient."  Tisha's eyes were full of concern.

"And deny me nothing."

"Yes."  Now her eyes went down, realizing what I was saying.  "She will deny you nothing."

"Good."  I embraced my wife, and she nervously held me.

"But..." she looked into my eyes.  "My niece, her daughter... she is still so young.  You wouldn't...?"

"I'm not a monster."  I stroked her head reassuringly.  "Once the child reaches womanhood, then she might serve me in some ways, but until then, I won't force myself on her."

My wife smiled and kissed me.  That night, as I ploughed her pleasant pussy, I was already thinking ahead to Amy's arrival.

She arrived a week later, with her daughter and a chest of belongings, on the back of a hired horse-drawn carriage up the mountain road.  She was joyfully reunited with my wife, crying out and embracing and dashing to and fro, helping her to settle into our home.  She had her own room to share with her daughter.  I knew that Amy was two years younger than Tisha, and noticed happily that she was slimmer and even more attractive, with quite large breasts and nicely curved hips.  The daughter, Lorraine Na-young (Lori), was perhaps 7, and an adorable little girl.  As Amy was 22 years of age, she must have had been fairly young when she gave birth, but such is not uncommon in our time.

That first night, after Amy and Lori were bathed and settled in with their belongings, I went to her room, where she was tucking her child into bed.

"Amy," I said, "I understand that your sister has explained the terms of your stay with us."

"Yes, she has."  Her beautiful face showed a hint of concern, but she bravely smiled.

I went to her and put my arms around her.  She was stiff at first, then relaxed, and permitted me to kiss her.

"It has been several years since I was with any woman besides my wife." I said.

"And it has been a year since I have been with any man." she said.

I nodded.  "And you do not mind, that we have only one room for you and your daughter, and anything that may occur here?"

She turned to look at Lori, who was in bed, watching us with curiosity.  "No, even at her age, she is well aware of the ways of the world."

"Good.  Then drop to your knees and suck my cock."

"Yes, sir."  She flash me a smile then went down.  Lori faced us for a while, watching her mother give a blowjob with mild interest, then rolled over and settled into bed.  I let Amy finish me, filling her mouth with my cum, then I undressed her, admiring her youthful body.  Despite bearing one child, she had lived a life of comfort in the village, with no hard work, and her body was flawless.  I lay her down in the bed beside her daughter, and slid into her, finding her already wet and receptive.  Though I barely knew her, our bodies spoke the same language, and I was surprised when she reached her pleasure before I did.

When I went back to my own bed, I cuddled up against my wife, who stirred and turned to me.

"Was she obedient?  Did she please you?"

"She did." I reassured her.

"Good."  She smiled.  "I'm happy to have her help at satisfying you."

The next few weeks were delightful.  I had a new body to conquer, the thrill of novelty.  Amy was enthusiastic and responsive, as my wife had once been.  She was a little nervous, the first time I told her I would fuck her ass, but with some oil on my cock, she took it well, and soon learned to relax and accept me more easily.  I especially enjoy having Amy on her back, holding up her legs, sucking on her magnificent breasts as I drove myself up her asshole.

Amy and her daughter accepted some light tasks on the farm, mostly household chores.  It was not difficult to feed two more mouths, and the labor was useful.

A few weeks later, I was sitting at the dinner table, watching Tisha and Amy cleaning up.  The graceful ways their bodies moved, how similar they looked.  I was struck by a fine idea.  When it was time for bed, I led Amy back to the bedroom I shared with my wife.

"What do you need of me?" asked Amy, standing there expectedly.  I sat on the bed, while my wife was already under the covers.

"Take off your clothes." I said.

"Do you want her to sleep in our bed?" asked my wife.

"Yes.  I'm going to fuck your sister, and you're going to watch."

"Alright."  said Tisha, turning to face us, pulling back the blanket.

"Yes, sir." said Amy, undressing.  I undressed as I watched her, then she settled into bed.  I moved above her.

"Tisha." I said.  "Put me inside her."

My wife just nodded and took a hold of my hard cock, aiming it, rubbing it through her sister's lower lips, pointing it as I sank in.  I started to fuck Amy, who made quiet gasping noises with each thrust.

"She's very beautiful, isn't she." I said.

"Yes." agreed my wife.

"And she's a great fuck."

"I'm glad to hear it."  My wife smiled at me, watching Amy enjoying herself.

"You love your sister, don't you?"

"Yes I do."  Tisha gave me a curious look.

"Then kiss her."

She nodded.  "It would please you to watch us kissing?"

"Yes it would."

Amy gasped, already in the throes of sex, turning to face my wife.  "Come on Tisha, kiss me."

My wife bent in and they kissed.  It was a beautiful sight, those two pretty faces, two pairs of soft lips.  It was a gentle kiss at first. Tisha turned to look at me, smiled at the look of arousal on my face, then turned back and kissed her sister again, this time with tongue, as if in a display of passion.  I took a hold of her hand, and placed it on Amy's breasts.  She got the idea, fondling her sister, playing with the erect nipples.

"Suck on them." I said.

My wife broke the kiss to take each of her sister's nipples in her mouth, sucking.

"Oh my God, Tisha," gasped Amy.  "You're making him so hard inside me."

It was true.  I felt like a steel rod.  They went back to kissing hotly, then my wife raised her own nipple up to her sister's mouth.  Amy giggled and sucked on them.  I lost it, coming hard inside Amy.  Panting, I lifted myself up and pulled slowly out of her.  They both looked at me, expectantly.  I decided to push them further.

"Tisha, get down here and suck my cock."

She nodded and swallowed nervously, looking at my cock, which hung in the air, dripping wet.  "Yes, sir."  She bent down and sucked me into her mouth, getting a full mouthful of the mingled tastes of my cum and her sister's arousal.  I let her suck for a minute, as Amy and I looked into each other's eyes.  I saw only lust there, so I proceeded with my next command.

"Now get down here and suck her pussy.  Drink my cum from it, then use your mouth to make her feel good."

My wife pulled back and looked at me in concern.  "I don't know if I can make her feel good.  I've never done that with a woman."

"Just try."

She nodded and I moved aside to let her get between her sister's legs.  Her mouth went down, and sucked.  Amy gasped.  It was another beautiful sight, to see my wife's pretty face plastered against her sister's sex.  I was getting hard again already, so I moved up and dangled my cock into Amy's mouth.  She took it in, enthusiastically sucking, moaning around my cock.  I looked down at my wife, who was working hard with her tongue, trying to please her sister.  I pulled my cock out of Amy's mouth enough for her to give guidance.  They kept going for many minutes, and I didn't know if my plan would succeed.  I tilted Amy's head back, using her mouth, fucking it.  I was close to coming again myself, when then suddenly Amy did, her back arching and her body unmistakably showing the signs of orgasm.  I was right behind her, pumping her mouth full of my second load.

After Amy went back to her room, I lay there with my wife under the covers.

"Was that distasteful for you, what I asked you to do?"

She seemed to think about it for a moment.  "No.  It is not distasteful, my sister's body is very nice.  But I don't believe I am good at it.  My mother only trained me to please a man."

I laughed gently.  "Then you will simply have to practice."

Over the next few months, they got plenty of practice.  I delighted in finding ways to put their bodies together, to enjoy them at the same time, and they even suggested a few.

First, I had them work together to suck my cock.  That was great, not only for the sensation of two tongue and two mouths on me, but also for the beautiful sight of their faces together.  I loved to come in their mouths, watching them share my cum in a deep kiss.

Next, Amy learned to go down on my wife.  She took to this task with great enthusiasm, and quickly learned how to bring her sister pleasure.  I greatly enjoyed ploughing into Amy's pussy, or sometimes her ass, as she was on her hands and knees eating her sister.

They developed enough comfort with each other's bodies that they could be playful all on their own.  I merely had to suggest that they go to the bedroom and "start without me."  When I came in, they would be naked with their bodies entwined, kissing deeply, with fingers in each other's pussies.

It was actually Amy who first suggested, when I was recuperating after an orgasm, that she and her sister please each other at the same time, in the 69 position.  I thought this was an excellent idea, and it was quite beautiful to watch, quickly getting me hard again to fuck them both.

Amy's daughter Lori noticed all these things, for there is little privacy in our rustic home.  Sometimes I would take her mother upon a sudden whim, in the common area, with her daughter watching, or even as I took both Tisha and Amy together.  She showed little interest, being so young.  My sons similarly observed what went on, but they were far too young to pay any interest.  Lori ran wild and free around the farm and through the mountains with my boys.  They were just children, and the differences between a boy's and girl's body doesn't mean as much at that age.

We continued in this happy way for two years.  Seasons came and went, crops were sown and harvested, we bundled up through each winter.  Travelers came through almost every day, some well-provisioned with no need to stop, others in need of food or a place to stop for the night.  My sons turned 7 and 8, and Lori turned 9.

I was in Amy's room one summer night, in bed with her, fucking, when her daughter walked in us, wearing only a oversized shirt.  Being warm, we were above the covers, and Amy's body was in the full flush of arousal.  Lori seemed to pay more attention to us, than usual, climbing around us into bed, sitting just a foot away.  Her hand went down between her legs, touching herself.

"She's touching herself." I told Amy, who turned her leg to look.

"Yes.  I taught her that." she said casually.  "Her body is starting to develop."

"Yes, I'm developing." said Lori, pulling off her shirt and sticking out her chest proudly.  I didn't see much in the way of a swell on her chest, around her tiny nipples, but she seemed quite pleased with herself.

"Well, maybe you are ready to start learning a couple things." I said.  "Not about real sex with a man, but other things."

"What kind of things?" asked Lori eagerly.

"The kinds of things your mother does with Tisha."

"But..." interjected Amy, "she's my daughter."

"And Tisha's your sister, so it's only natural."

Even in the throes of sex, Amy seemed to be disturbed.  "Is this what you want of me?  I must do whatever you say."

"Yes, it is what I want, and I think it is a good idea, besides."

"It will please you, to watch my daughter and I, together?"

"Very much so."

She nodded, considering it.  "Very well.  Lori darling, come kiss me."

Lori wiggled down next to us.  I kept up my steady thrusts into Amy, as her daughter landed a playful kiss on her lips.

"Not that kind of kiss." said Amy.  "A sexy kind like grown-ups do."

"Oh, OK."  Lori opened her mouth.  Her tongue swirled around in her mother's mouth.  My cock grew suddenly harder.

"Suck on my nipples, sweetie."  Amy held one of her large breasts up to her daughter.  "Like you did when you were a baby."

Watching Lori suck had me on the edge of orgasm, but when Amy moaned with genuine lust, it was too much.  I came hard and deep inside her.  Finally, I pulled out and sat back.

"Let me teach her slowly?" asked Amy.

"Very well." I nodded.

They went back to kissing, then they embraced, rolling together on the bed, Amy's large body soft breasts, her daughter's skinny flat body.  They spent several minutes hugging and kissing, then Amy trailed her fingers down Lori's body.

"You're still developing, but I think this feels nice, doesn't it?"  She tickled her fingers across her daughter's slit.

Lori giggled and nodded.  "Yeah, it's nice."

"Try it with me, then."

I watched as Lori's hand went down and found her mother's pussy, copying her motions.  They went back to deep kissing, masturbating each other.  I was getting hard again.

"Now, I'm going to try something you might really like," said Amy, trailing kisses down her daughter's body.  She turned one last time to look at me, a serious look on her face, then she turned back and planted a kiss on her daughter's slit, then explored it with her tongue.

Lori's immature body didn't reach orgasm that day, but she did enjoy herself, and I got so excited that I got behind Amy and ploughed into her pussy as she practiced oral sex on her daughter.

Slowly, over the next year, Lori was educated further.  My wife raised her eyebrows the first time she watched Amy perform on her daughter, but that's all there was to it.  Soon Lori was taught how to return the favor, to go down on her mother's pussy, using her small mouth and small fingers, eventually producing an orgasm.  She glowed with pride the first time she succeeded.  Once she was comfortable, I had her try it on my wife as well.

I never touched the child in a sexual way, nor had her touch me, nor did I have her eat any of my cum, although she certainly drank plenty of her mother's orgasmic juices.  I loved to watch them in a 69 position together, mother and daughter blissfully slurping away.

It was a evening in the fall, when dinner was over, and we were gathered around the wood fire.  There isn't much light, at night, so in our world you don't tend to stay up late.  As soon as the sun went down, unless there was some need to use the precious oil lamp, the only light came from the moon, the stars, and the wood stove.

I noticed that Amy was looking quite beautiful, in the red glow of the fire.  She was wearing a shirt I had given her, of some shiny, unnatural fabric.  It was rare and precious, since such fabrics are no longer made in the world today, without crude oil.  It had been a fortunate trade earlier that day which had allowed me to acquire it.

"Tisha, Amy, come suck me." I said, opening my pants.

They obediently moved over between my legs.  My wife sucked me first, then passed my cock to her sister's mouth.  I put my hands on their heads encouragingly.  The fire was warm, their mouths were skilled, life was good.  Lori and my boys were watching with mild interest, nothing they hadn't seen many times before.  I looked at Lori's body, considered the times I had seen her naked recently, how she was developing breasts, and hips.  I thought that perhaps this would be a good time for her to begin to learn to please me.  Then I had a better idea.

"Lori." I said.  "You'll need to learn to do this soon."

"Yes, uncle."

"But my cock is a bit large for you to handle, at your tender age."

"Yes, uncle."

"So, why don't you practice with Kyle and Zeke?"

Amy lifted her mouth from my cock.  "Do you think she's ready?"

"I do."

"But, they're just boys." said Lori.

"I've seen 'em get erections.  Go on, try it.  Amy, do you want to help teach her?"

Amy nodded, surrendering my cock to Tisha's mouth, moving over to where my boys sat.  I told them to take off their pants, and they had curious smiles as they watched Amy and Lori approaching.  Amy took Kyle's small cock, barely 2 inches, in her hand, and Lori copied her with Zeke's even smaller cock.  Amy put out her tongue, licking the small head while stroking the shaft, and Lori did the same.  Finally Amy sucked the whole thing into her mouth, as did Lori.  They kept sucking for several minutes, with Amy taking a break to watch her daughter and give advice, then they switched cocks.  Finally they stopped.

"Does that feel good, boys?" I asked.

"Yeah, Dad."  They nodded vigorously.

"Then thank them."

"Thank you, auntie.  Thank you, Lori." the boys said obediently.

"I want you try sucking them, once a day, for a few minutes, after they wash up at the end of the day." I told Lori.  "And let me know the first time one of them comes in your mouth."

"Yes, uncle."

"Now Lori, you've done a good job trying something new, come lay here by the fire and your mother will eat your pussy."

"Oh, goody!"  She flopped over and lifted her skirt, spreading her legs.  Amy got on her hands and knees, pressing her face between her daughter's legs.  I lifted Amy's skirt, and point my wife at it.  Tisha obediently pressed her face into her sister's pussy from behind, using her tongue to wet my way.

"They're beautiful, aren't they, boys?" I asked as we watched Tisha eating Amy eating Lori.

"Yeah." they agreed.

"Someday you'll really appreciate womenfolk." I said, tapping my wife on the shoulder, taking her place, fucking Amy and leaving a large load of cum in her.

It was a year later, when Lori excitedly came up to me, in the late afternoon.  I was still working the field, and she was half-naked in the late summer heat.

"Uncle!  Uncle!  Kyle did it!"

"Did what, dear?"

"He did it in my mouth.  We were down by the creek just playing, and fooling around, and I was sucking on them, and using my hand, and he did it!"

"That's great." I said.  "Come in and get cleaned up, and we'll talk about it over dinner."

That evening, I told Tisha and Amy.  After the dishes were cleared away, we gathered together in the master bedroom, the last rays of the evening sun coming through the window.

"Show us what you did today." I asked.

The boys undid their pants, their immature cocks popping out.  Lori, completely at ease, handed both of them in her hands, moving her mouth back and forth, sucking.

"I don't think I can do it again, Dad." said Kyle.

"That's OK, son.  Lori has proven she's grown up and can handle a boy.  I'd say she's ready to handle a man."

Lori turned to me.  "Really?"

"Yes, come here, Lori."

"I'm proud of you, sweetie." said Amy.

I sat on the edge of the bed as Lori came to stand before me.  I pulled off her shirt and skirt.  Nearly 13 years old, her body had blossomed, beginning to show how much of her mother's good looks she would inherit, the long dark hair, the perfect breasts.  I pulled her to me, kissing her on the mouth.  She squealed in surprise, kissing back.  This was something she had plenty of practice at, with her mother.  I ran my hands down her body, touching her sensually for the first time, delighting in the feel of her soft flesh, her budding breasts, down to her mound, with just a bit of soft hair on it.  She moaned into my mouth, her tongue swirling around mine.  She wasn't fully a woman, but she certainly enjoyed being the center of attention.

"You can suck me now, darling." I said.

She nodded and smiled big, dropping to her knees in front of me, taking my cock in her hands for the first time, stroking, and then into her mouth.  She bobbed and stroked as she had done with Kyle.  It felt great, if a little strange to see my cock in her mouth, looking extra large in contrast to her small face.

"She's good." I said.

"Yes!" sighed Amy.  "I'm so proud of my daughter."

"I know you've watched me with your mother enough times," I said to Lori, "that you know there will be a lot of cum."

"Mm-hmmm." she acknowledged, without taking her mouth off my cock.

"Do you think you can handle it?"

"Mm-hmmm."

I turned to kiss my wife, then Amy, who kissed me back hotly.

"Go ahead.  Come in her pretty little mouth." she breathed.  Her hand went down to cup my balls.  Lori was sucking hard, bobbing fast.  I came, pulsing again and again.  I heard her swallowing, but some cum still trickled out the corner of her mouth and down her chest.

"Oh, you did great!" cooed Amy, bending down to kiss Lori and lick up the cum from her daughter's breasts.

From that time forward, I greatly enjoyed having Lori join us, when I had sex with the women.  She'd go down on her mother to get her wet, then suck me to hardness, then guide me into her mother's pussy, and climb up to ride her mother's face through the fuck, while kissing me.  So acrobatic and energetic, and eager to do anything.  She'd finger-fuck her mother while they sucked my cock together, or lick my cum up from her mother's face or tits or drink it straight from her pussy.  She was just as happy to do it for Tisha, and happy as a clam when we were all in bed together.

The boys began to pester me for permission to use Lori's mouth again.  I told them it was up to her, so they'd better be nice to her if they wanted to get their cocks sucked.  That certainly changed the dynamic between them - they would go out of their way to do favors for her.

One evening, we were sitting around the living room engaging in the sort of entertainment that we were accustomed to - sexual play.  The boys were getting their cocks sucked by Lori, who was already naked and touching herself, while Tisha sucked me.

"Go help her, Amy."  Amy nodded.  I often instructed her to suck my son's cocks.  It was a nice dramatic contrast, her adult voluptuous form and their skinny boyish bodies.  Amy moved over and kissed each of the boys, then let them suck on her nipples, then got down and sucked Zeke's cock.

"Those are quite respectable cocks, aren't they?" I observed.

"Yes they are." agreed Amy.  "Getting bigger every day, it seems."

"Soon, Lori will be ready to try fucking." I mused.  "But before that, you boys have to learn how to pull out."

"Pull out?" said Kyle.

"Yes.  Your mother hasn't conceived in years, and Amy hasn't either.  Maybe it's something in the water, or maybe I'm not potent anymore.  But you boys might be, and if you practice fucking Lori, we can't risk her getting pregnant.  Not because she's your cousin, but because she's just too young."

"Aww, Dad." pouted Kyle.

"But I'll tell you what.  Why don't you practice fucking with your aunt Amy?  Just be sure and pull out before you come."

Amy was game, spreading her legs.  "Go ahead, boys."

They took turns, climbing onto her body and pumping their little cocks into her adult pussy.  I found it a delightful sight, their small bodies twitching, their mouths on her tits as they humped.  Kyle pulled out a few times, too soon, then he got it right, pulling out and splashing a bit of cum on her belly.  Reflexively, Lori pressed her face in to lick up the cum, then suck Kyle's cock clean.  Zeke was next, one year younger.  He fucked away happily, but he never came.  I had my cock in Lori's mouth as I watched.  Amy was encouraging him, holding his body, tilting her hips, trying to squeeze her pussy around his little cock.  Finally he gave up.

"Let him do your ass." I suggested.

"Good idea." agreed Amy, rolling over on the rug, reaching back and spreading her butt cheeks.  "Go ahead, you're so small you should be comfortable."

I found this an even sexier sight, my 9-year-old son ass-fucking his aunt.  What's more, it worked.

"Do I have to pull out?" asked Zeke, thrusting away joyfully.

"Of her ass?  No."

"Good!"  Then he came.

I almost came in Lori's mouth, but I managed to push her away and take Zeke's place, pressing my cock up Amy's ass as she lay on the soft rug.

"Oh, fuck, slow down." she gasped.  "You're so much bigger."

I growled and kissed the back of her neck as I fucked, making her gasp on each thrust until I finally unloaded my cum deep inside her.

After a few months of fucking Amy and pulling out, both boys had the hang of it.  They didn't mind not having a warm pussy to cum inside, because there was usually a mouth available.  I told Lori she could pick the time and day of losing her virginity.  She chose her 13th birthday.

The day came, a great affair was made of the occasion.  Amy ate her daughter's pussy to two orgasms before we finally allowed the boys to come forward.  Zeke was first, his smaller cock less of a challenge.  He pressed in, almost not disturbing her hymen, then it was Kyle, who definitely busted it.  Lori cried just a little, but over the next few weeks, she got much more comfortable with them.

After the boys had been fucking Lori for a year, I finally brought her to bed and fucked her myself.  Already part of our sexual life, it simply opened up another angle.  I loved to fuck Lori as she sat in her mother's embrace, Amy's fingers playing with her daughter's clit as I thrust.  Or piling them together, belly to belly, mother and daughter, moving back and forth between their pussies, feeling the differences between them.

To be on the safe side, I never came inside Lori's young pussy.  I would do it in her mouth, or in my wife, or Amy.

That's how we continued, for a few more years.  I had three women to service me.  The boys would beg or exchange favors for some sexual relief from their cousin or aunt.  I was comfortable, and the work of farming and trading with the travelers passing by was steady.

One evening, when my sons were around 15 years old, we were sitting down for dinner when I heard the bell ringing, the one out by the roadside trading shed, which was fashioned against the rusty old steel poles that bore the fading words, "SELF SERVE".  The bell meant some traveler had arrived.  It wasn't that late yet, but the sky was dark with ominous clouds.  I went out to meet them.  A single horse, pulling a rather shaky-looking handbuilt carriage, with two passengers, a man and a woman.  They didn't look threatening, so I approached them without the crossbow I kept on the back of the shed.

"How can I help you?" I asked.

"We need to stop for the night." said the young man.  He was blond, and pale-skinned.  After more than a hundred years of mixing, there aren't many folks in America that look so white, at least not the folks usually passing through our area.  Maybe in some enclaves somewhere, there are people all of one color, hidden away from globalization.  Hardly mattered, except that this couple was unusual to look at.  I saw that the woman was also very blond and pale, and young, and pretty.

"Where are you going?"

"Over the mountains."

"Not tonight you aren't.  See them clouds?  Flash floods."  I shook my head.  "What do you have to trade?"

"We have no food left." he said in a worried voice.  "And no valuable tools, just what we need to survive."

"Can you work?  You can stay a few days and earn your keep."

He shook his head.  "Only one day.  We must press on, it is urgent.  Please, let us stay here for the night?"

I sighed.  The sound of thunder rumbled from the mountains.  "Let me understand.  You need food and shelter, you can't work, and you have nothing to trade?"

"That's correct."  He sighed, then in a hopeful voice, "My wife?"

I stopped and considered what he was saying.  "Trade your wife?"

"Just for one evening."

I took another look at her.  She looked nervous, but managed to flash me a smile.  She was pretty.  What the hell, I thought.

"Alright.  Come on in before it starts raining.  Pull that carriage in the shed here and look after your horse."

I went back to the house and explained to my wife and Amy what had just transpired.  My wife raised her eyebrows, but said nothing.  Outside, it started to rain.

"Is she pretty?" asked Amy.

"Not as pretty as you." I said.  "But she's interesting looking, and I think I'll enjoy some variety."

The man and his wife came in, lugging a box of their belongings.  The house burst into action, taking their wet clothes, sitting them down to eat.  Amy went to clear a place for them to sleep and find a blanket.

"What's your name, and how old are you?" I asked the wife.

"I'm 17, and my name is Lisa." she said.  I saw that her eyes were bright blue.  With the pale blonde hair, quite a sight.  She said the name of the place they were from, which I had never heard of.  I talked with the husband a bit, hearing his tale of woe, what had led to them attempting this perilous journey, so poorly prepared.

"And have you traded your wife before?" I asked him.

"Twice." she answered.  "To men much uglier than you."

I laughed.  "I'll take that as a compliment.  And my two sons?"

She looked over at Kyle and Zeke.  "They look very close to my age.  Still cute."  She flashed them a smile, and they grinned back.

Soon, they were well fed, and the only light came from the wood fire.  Lisa got up and kissed her husband.  He went off to lay on the bed prepared for him, and she came to me.

"I'm yours." she said.

I turned and kissed her, then pushed off her clothes.  Lori and Tisha had already gone off to their rooms, but Amy and my sons were sitting at the table, watching.  Under her clothes, Lisa was astonishing, modest size tits with a dusting of freckles just visible in the firelight.  She let down her hair.

"Do you like to fuck, Lisa?"  I put my fingers down between her legs, finding her slit.

"I do, sir."

"And do you like to suck cock?"

"I can do it well enough."

"Have you been with a woman?" asked Amy, as I was sucking on Lisa's tits.

"No, ma'am."

"And do you take it up the ass?" asked Zeke.

"No, never!"  Lisa looked startled.

"Don't worry." I said.  "We won't stretch your limits ... much."

I pushed her down to her knees, putting my cock in her mouth.  It was so strange, to feel a new woman's mouth on me, her method so different that my own women, but her inexperience was obvious.  Pulling her up to standing, I sent her to go lay down on her back, by the fire.  I followed close behind, moving on top of her and lining up my cock, sinking into her wetness.

"Very nice." I said.

"Yes, sir." she gasped.  "Please use me."

"And what if I get you pregnant?"

"I am already with child."

Hmmm, I thought, her belly did look ever so slightly rounded.  She did indeed, know how to fuck, and liked it well enough to make it pleasant for me as well.  I enjoyed myself, as she squealed and gasped and moaned, until I unloaded in her pussy.

"Alright, boys, she's all yours." I said, going off to my room.  I found my wife in bed, still awake.  I got in and put my half-hard cock up her mouth.

"I like the idea of you tasting a strange woman on my cock." I said.

She nodded and sucked me me for a minute, until I was all clean.

"She tastes different than my sister." she said.

I patted her head affectionately and went out to the main room.  I found them in front of the fire, Amy with her legs spread, Lisa on her hands and knees getting her first taste of pussy, while Kyle was pounding Lisa's pussy from behind.

"You can come inside her." I said.

"Yeah!" cried Kyle, coming hard and fast.  In a moment, he was replaced by his brother.

"I like her." said Amy.  "But she'd need a lot more experience to get good at pleasing a woman."

"Allow me." I said.  Amy moved away, and I put my cock in Lisa's mouth, my fingers through her pretty blonde hair, fucking her mouth.  Lisa stayed that way, on her hands and knees, as my boys and I moved around her taking our turns, keeping her filled front and back.  By the time we finished, we had each dumped two loads of cum in her pussy.  As young and tight as she was, it got really damn slippery.  Finally, we thanked her and went off to our beds, and she crawled over to her husband.

In the morning, we provisioned them.  Lisa and her husband spent a couple hours doing farm work, then cleaned up and had lunch with us.  I decided we should enjoy her once more, before they departed, in the bright sunshine so we could see everything.  A soft rug was brought outside into the courtyard beside the house.

"Strip." I said.

All eyes were on Lisa as she pulled off her clothes.  Magnificent in the bright sunlight, her pale skin and freckles so exotic.  Now that I knew, it was easy to tell from the swell of her belly and the hang of her breasts, she was pregnant.  I started off again by pushing her down and using her mouth, then laying her down on her back and fucking her.  I took my time, enjoying her pregnant pussy, making her moan.  She certainly knew how to fuck.

"Does your wife drink your cum?" I said to her husband, as he sat watching us.

"No, sir."

"Well, she should start." I said, pulling out and up.  "A woman's got to know how to do more than just fuck.  Open your mouth."  Lisa opened, and I gave her a big mouthful of cum.  "OK, boys, your turn."

They came forward and we watched as they delighted in fucking Lisa in several positions, finally each coming in her pussy.

"It's time for her to lose her anal virginity." I said, turning to her husband.  "You should do it."

"What?!" said Lisa.

"You heard him.  We have to do what he says."  Did I notice a hint of a smile on her husband's face?  He approached her and put her on hands and knees, rubbed the goo from her pussy up against her ass, then slowly pushed his way in.

"Try to breathe and relax." coached Amy, from the sidelines.  Lori got up and came back with some oil for them.  Lisa stopped grimacing so much as her husband became more slippery, her face relaxing.  There was such a look of joy on her husband's face, as he worked up to vigorously buggering her.  After he came, I invited Kyle and Zeke to come in and each fuck Lisa in the ass, then finally I took my turn, sinking into her now well-lubed but intensely tight back hole.  She was really moaning and starting to relax, even pushing back at me, by the time I finally came inside her.

That was the very first time that desperate travelers traded sex.  It wouldn't be the last.

Over the next few months, I paid more attention to my customers, when they stopped to trade.  With some subtle implication, it was possible to ask whether the womenfolk were available for barter, without being obvious and risk insulting some hot-headed man.  It just hadn't occurred to me before, to ask.

The next few times I traded for a woman, it was young couples traveling together.  Another man and wife, an unmarried couple, and a man traveling with his sister.  I fucked the women, then let the boys enjoy them.  The third time, I felt kinda sorry for the man as I was fucking the hell out of his pretty sister, so I called Tisha into the room and offered her body to him.  Even though my wife was in her mid-30s, her voluptous body still looked great, and he was thrilled to enjoy her mouth and pussy.

I never let any of the male visitors use Amy or Lori.  They were mine.

It was a rainy afternoon in the spring, when a carriage pulled up and rang the bell.  I wore my wide-brimmed hat to keep off the elements as I went out to meet   In the carriage was a sorry sight, a man clutching the reins, a woman beside him, and a girl bundled up with their belongings.  The tarp on their wagon wasn't doing a good job of keeping them dry, and they looked miserable.

"Please, can you help us?" he asked.  "We need food, and a warm place to rest."

"You need more than that." I said.  "Proper rain gear, and that back wheel looks like it's about to fall off.  If that breaks up in the mountains, there might not be anyone along to rescue you.  The wild bears could come and finish you off."  I was embellishing a little.  "What do you have to trade?"

The pathetic look on his face said not much.  "Please, we don't have anything valuable."

"Is your wife a friendly sort of lady?" I asked.

He stared for a minute, the reality of his situation sinking in.  He turned to her, and they shared a silent exchange.

"She could be, yes."

"If she could be so inclined, my boys and I would like to enjoy her charms, in exchange for food and shelter and rain gear.  Would that be acceptable?"

He nodded.  What choice did he have?

"And that girl with you."

"My daughter?"

"Yes, how old is she?"

"Thirteen." he answered nervously.

"Throw her in with the bargain, and I'll even include a strong new wheel for your carriage, and extra provisions.  You'll make it across the mountains alive."

He turned back and whispered something to the girl. She nodded.

We took them in.  Inside our house, warm and dry, the bundles of clothes came off.  I was pleased to see his wife was pretty, with dark hair and big dark eyes.  The girl was even prettier, a little skinny, but light skin and pretty eyes, like her mother.  I learned their names, Samuel, Laura, and Lily.  Amy led them off to show them where to bathe.  When they came back to the table to eat, the wife started smiling after she had some hot food.  Once their bodies warmed up, they warmed up in conversation as well.  Nice people.

"Laura," I said casually after the table was cleared, "show me your pussy."

She raised her eyebrows, looked over at her husband for support, then nodded, standing up.  She lifted her dress.  There was nothing underneath, except a very bushy pussy.

"I prefer women to be closely trimmed." I said.  "Amy will help you to go prepare yourself."

"Thank you, sir."  She smiled sweetly.  "I prefer that myself, but we have been travelling so long."  She left the room.

"And Lily, show me your pussy as well, girl."

The girl stood up and lifted her dress.  Dark hair down there like her mother, but not much of it.  Quite beautiful, really.

"Are you a virgin?"

"No, sir."  She lowered her dress and sat back down.

"How many men have you been with?"

"Just some boys my age, sir.  Around the same age as your sons."

I turned to her father.  "Samuel, have you let other men fuck your wife and daughter before?"

"No."  He swallowed, looking serious.  "I will admit I am not enthused with the idea.  But I have no choice."

"Oh, don't be so nervous.  I won't hurt them.  They might even like it.  You know, I live here with my wife, her sister, and her sister's girl.  And I fuck all of them regularly.  I'm just interested in your women for the variety."

He just stared, astonished, then slowly nodded.

"You seem like a nice guy." I said.  "If at any point you feel jealous, just call my wife over.  She'll do anything you ask."

Laura came back in the room.  I moved over to the couch, sitting down, waving her over to me, along with her daughter.  I had them face me, undressing.  Laura pulled off her dress, then unfastened the well-worn bra that held her tits, which were quite floppy.  Lily pulled off her dress, and her skinny body was completely naked, her breasts small and perky.  I ran my hands over their bodies, feeling the difference in their breasts and bellies, soft and loose, firm and tight.  I caressed their mounds, slipping two fingers into each of their pussies.  Snug, and less snug.

"Have you had other children, Laura?"

"Yes, sir.  Six others.  Three did not survive, and the rest were too young to make the journey with us."

That explained the aging on her tits and pussy, but her face was still quite beautiful.  I pulled her face down to me, to kiss her, then pushed it down further.  She got on her knees, understanding what to do with my cock in her face, opening her mouth.  I pulled Lily to me, kissing her and fondling her young body, fingering her right pussy, as her mother sucked my cock, very well.  I kept playing with them, fingering Lily's tight pussy, until Laura succeeded in drinking my cum.

"OK, boys, you can have her."  Kyle and Zeke, who had been watching us while stroking their boners, came forward and lifted Laura to her feet, while I turned my attention to Lily, leading her her over to the fire and laying her down.

"I can tell I'm going to enjoy this." I said, kissing her again and playing with her pussy, then I was on top of her, fucking.  So nice and tight.  A little strange, with her skinny body and only the soft rug under us.  After I was really fucking hard and deep, I could feel a little bit of her cervix touching the head of my cock, not so much that I was hurting her, but enough to know that she was just the perfect fit for me.  Her pale tits were so firm they didn't even bounce as I fucked her hard.  I worked up a sweat, realized I was about to come, then slowed down.

"I could get you pregnant." I said.

"No, you probably won't." she said.  "My mother is an herbalist."

I tried to make sense of her statement, but I was too aroused to think straight.  Besides, I hadn't gotten Tisha or Amy pregnant after many years.  So, I just let myself go, filling up her tight pussy with a big load of cum.

I looked over and saw Laura on her hands and knees, with Kyle in her pussy and Zeke in her mouth.

"Her mouth is better." said Zeke.

I nodded.  "Kyle, you can come try the younger one."

I was tired, going off to my own wife, leaving my sons to their own devices.  In my absence, they each came once in Laura's mouth, and once in Lily's pussy, before allowing the visitors to go to bed themselves.

The family stayed with us for four days.  There was plenty of planting work to be done in the fields, and their carriage really was a piece of work.  I enjoyed fucking Lily many times, in every position.  She was actually light enough for me to stand up and hold her to me, fucking her that way, although I got tired after a minute.  I tried Laura's pussy a few times, but always switched to her mouth.  On the third night, the boys got the idea to fuck Laura at the same time, which actually worked well, Zeke underneath, Laura on top, Kyle coming from behind, both their young cocks pounding her pussy together.

Before they left, I tried Laura's ass.  She was already comfortable with it, having shared her ass with her husband for many years.  I found it quite nice.  I had her on her side one night, by the fire, with one leg up, my cock up her ass.  I realized that her pussy was exposed, so I asked Lily to come over and put some fingers inside.  She was awkward, but did it, wiggling them around, almost getting her whole hand in.  I came deep in Laura's ass, kissing and thanking them both.  I never asked them to do more than that, together.  Not sure why I didn't.  They probably would have done it.

Samuel finally accepted a pity fuck from Tisha, doing her in the pussy and ass, before they left.  I kissed Lily goodbye and patted her pussy affectionately as they embarked and set off, up the mountain road.

The next time I traded for sex, it was a young couple, very dark-skinned, in their early twenties.  They weren't even in much of a predicament.  The man probably could have traded for what he needed with what they had.  But I made a comment about how pretty his wife was, and he followed up with a subtle offer.  They arrived in the morning, and only stayed a few hours, long enough for me to lead the woman to the house and fuck the daylights out of her, then give my boys a turn, then fuck her silly again.  Couldn't say quite what her ancestry was - not just African, something South American in her, perhaps it was a bit of a Brazilian accent in her voice.  The contrast of her bright white teeth made a beautiful smile.  I let her suck my cock for a bit, but her pussy was her best asset, and she actually came a few times as we were giving it to her, crying out very loud, very vocal.

The next time, when a man offered me his wife, I almost didn't take it.  A pretty face, but quite fat.  It's rare to see fat people in my world.  Unless you're just built that way, or rich enough, most working folks just don't get enough to eat.  But I was a little curious, never having been with a woman like that.  They spent the night, and I took the woman to bed, fucking her hard.  It's amazing how different it was, the elastic folds of her thighs and belly acting like a bouncing ball, her puffy pussy lips hugging the side of my cock in a different way.  The boys had fun with her too.  Fucking her doggy-style, with her big butt to push against, was fun.  In the morning, we all enjoyed her again, and did her in the ass, which she took fairly comfortably.

There were a couple of times I had desperate travelers, but no interest in fucking them - too old, or not pretty enough.  Finally, I got a couple who were traveling with their teenage daughter.  The wife wasn't much, but the girl was plump and cute.

"...and so we're desperate.  Please, we don't have anything to offer, but we need your help." said the man, concluding his story of woe.  People in trouble always have stories of woe.

"Mm-hmm." I said, nonchalantly.  "Well, you do have a beautiful daughter."

The man fixed me with a steely gaze, then shook his head.  "Surely, there must be some other way to pay you.  My daughter is a virgin, and I'd like her to stay that way."

"Not a problem." I said, thinking fast.  "If you and your family do everything I tell you to, you can stay and be provisioned, and your daughter will still be a virgin when you leave."  I smiled.  "She's got a pretty mouth."

He nodded, catching my drift.  He turned to his wife and daughter, who nodded, then turned back to me.  "Fine.  Whatever you like, with that condition."

I learned the parents were mid-30s, named Tom and Edith. The girl was 16 years old, named Samantha.  She was curvaceous, nice big breasts, long reddish-brown hair, really cute smile.  I regretted not being able to fuck her, but thought of some ways I could make it worthwhile.  As her parents were getting their things into the house, I took her aside.

"You're quite beautiful, Samantha.  You're going to make some man very happy someday when you marry."

"Thank you, sir."  She smiled, and accepted a kiss, kissing me back enthusiastically.  She may have been a virgin, but she wasn't shy.

"Are you experienced at sucking cock, Samantha?"

"Yes, sir."  She smiled and swirled her tongue at me, suggestively.  My cock started to get hard.

"Have you been with a woman, sexually?"

She nodded.  "A few girlfriends."

"Excellent!  Are you wearing panties?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good.  Keep them on, but take off the rest of your clothes and come suck my cock."

I sat in my favorite soft chair, by the fire.  Samantha bent over me, kissing me, then letting me suck the long nipples on her great tits before kissing her way down my body and starting on my cock.  She was in no hurry, and neither was I.  Half an hour later, when everyone had assembled and dinner was on the table, she had progressed from licking to several different kinds of sucking, some things I had not experienced before.  Surprising, for someone so young, to be a blowjob artist.

"It's time to eat." called my wife.

"I can eat later."

"What about the girl?" asked Amy.

"I think she's about to eat a load of cum."

"Very funny."  Amy chuckled and shook her head at me.

"It's OK, I'll be right there." said Samantha, then she swallowed me again, going deeper than before.  With my cock practically down her throat, her tongue crept out, tickling my balls, and then she stared up at me.  From the look in her eyes, she was enjoying herself!  Her mouth was doing something, and I felt my balls tighten up and the orgasm come crashing over me.  She pulled back a little, and her cheeks bulged as I came hard, then she swallowed, and smiled.

We joined the others at the table, and ate dinner.  The topic of discussion included Samantha's tits, and her impressive oral skills.  Tom seemed nervous about the subject matter.  Dinner ended, Amy and the boys were clearing the table.

"Samantha, my wife is an attractive woman, isn't she?"

Samantha looked and nodded.

"Go over there and eat her pussy."

"Yes, sir."  She got down between Tisha's thighs, lifting her dress and pulling down her panties, then plunged in and got busy.  Tisha moaned happily.  Samantha's parents stared, seemingly shocked.

"You've never seen your daughter with a woman?" I asked.

"No."  They shook their heads, unable to take their eyes off the sight.

"Hmmm, she's very good." purred Tisha, her fingers in the girl's reddish-brown hair, pulling her in.

"You see," I explained, "years ago, I told my wife and her sister to perform sexual acts with each other, for my pleasure.  And they've gotten quite used to each other."

"With her sister?" gasped Edith.

"Yes, and Amy and Lori, also quite comfortable with woman sex."

"... and her daughter?!"

"Oh yes."  I smiled big.  "Samantha, stop eating my wife, and come do your mother."

"But..." gasped Tom.

"But what?  You and your family get to do whatever I say, so long as your daughter leaves here a virgin."

"It's OK, Dad." said Samantha.  "Don't worry, Mom.  You'll like it."  With that, she lifted her mothers dress, and planted little kisses all along her mother's thighs.  Edith looked tense at first, then slowly relaxed, at which point Samantha pulled her mother's panties aside, and began to lick pussy in earnest.

"Isn't that a beautiful sight?" I said.

"It's... not right..." gasped Tom.

"What's wrong with it?  Nothing.  C'mon, you're probably getting hard watching.  My wife will suck your cock.  Tisha!"  I snapped my fingers, and she came over and opened Tom's pants.  "And Amy, suck me while I watch."

"What about us?" asked Kyle.

"I'll help you." said Lori, getting down on her knees.  "Oral seems to be the game tonight."

For a long time, the room was filled with the quiet sounds of slurping and sucking.  Edith was making soft little noises.  Not knowing her, I couldn't tell what the noises meant, but after after another few minutes, the noises grew louder, and it was obvious she was having an orgasm on her daughter's mouth.  Samantha got up, with a proud smile on her face, and kissed her mother softly, embracing her.  I instructed my wife to get up from Tom's cock.  He was left gasping.

"I was so close!" he complained.

"Samantha, help your father."  This was something I had never seen before, a father and daughter together, and I was curious.

"What?  She can't..." protested Tom.

"Don't worry, Dad."  She smiled big.  "I've always wanted to do this."  Then she was kneeling in front of him, swallowing his cock.

At my instruction, the rest of them moved around.  Amy went over to suck Kyle, Zeke stood in front of Edith, feeding her his young cock, and Lori came over to me, sitting in my lap facing me, sinking down, as I aimed myself into her young pussy.  She began a gently bounce-fuck as I sucked her tits.  This time, we didn't last so long.  Amy got a mouthful of her nephew's cum, Zeke spilled in Edith's mouth, Samantha swallowed a large load from her father's cock, and I lost it in Lori's snug pussy.

"Samantha," I asked, "did you enjoy drinking your Daddy's cum?"

"Yes, sir."  She beamed at me.

I helped Lori climb off my lap.  "Here's another pussy for you to eat, this one's full of cum."

"Mm-hmmm." moaned Samantha happily, moving over and lapping at Lori

Satisfied that I had caused enough perversion for one evening, I took my wife and went off to bed.  I didn't fall asleep easily.  I found myself listening to the quiet sounds of sex in the other room, which went on for a while.  Finally, curious, I got out of bed and went back to check.  Everyone had gone, except for the teens.  In the dim firelight, I could see Samantha's curvaceous body spread out in front of the fire, a pillow under her neck.  Lori was between Samantha's legs, eating her virgin pussy.   Samantha held her big tits together, and had her head tilted back.  Kyle was fucking Samantha's tits, and Zeke was fucking Samantha's mouth.  She seemed very comfortable with the position, making quiet sounds of pleasure.

"Cmon, it's late." I grumbled.

"But Dad, she loves it!" said Zeke.

I just shook my head at their youthful energy, and went back to bed.

The family stayed with us almost a week.  Tom was a good farm worker, and Edith was a help in the house.  Samantha was almost always in demand for oral attention, from every other person.  I pulled her aside for a nice long slow blowjob once or twice a day, as did the boys.  I caught Tom staring longingly at his daughter several times, and each time I caught him, I made him submit to her mouth.  Samantha drank a lot of cum, from all four of us men, and she ate a lot of pussy, too.

I put Edith and Samantha together once a day, for Samantha to teach her mother about woman sex.  I delighted in watching Edith gradually get used to kissing and sucking and fondling with her daughter.  Edith's face was plain, but her body was still in pretty good shape, and they looked great together.  Soon Edith was eating her daughter's virgin pussy.  I mouth-fucked Samantha while her mother ate her, and tit-fucked Samantha as her mother sat on her face.  I put them in a 69, fucking Edith on top, moving my cock between her pussy and Samantha's mouth.  Edith had a screaming orgasm from the combination of hard fuck and clit-sucking, then I drained my balls in her for Samantha to suck out.

All of those mother-daughter things, I was used to with Amy and Lori.  The real novelty, besides Samantha's body and skills and great personality, was watching her with her father.  I even had Tom and Edith fuck, just so I could watch Samantha drinking her father's cum out of her mother's pussy.  That was new and interesting.

I considered anal sex with Samantha, as it would have left her technically a virgin, not breaking the agreement, but changed my mind.  They had been such good guests, submitting to my whims, I didn't want to push it.  Besides, Samantha was so damn good with her mouth.

That year, Kyle left us, loading up a horse and setting out for the town to the East.  He barely knew it, having been there only once a year on our trading trip, but he was restless and wanted to see more of the world.  We provisioned him expertly - provisioning being my line of work - and wished him well.

It was another rainy late afternoon, in the fall, when a large carriage arrived, with two horses.  It was a man and his wife and three children, and they were in dire straits.  The bargaining rapidly wound down; he had nothing I wanted.  The wife was pretty enough, from what I could see, but I glanced in the back of the carriage and the children looked a little immature, one adolescent girl, a girl and boy that were younger.  Too young to fuck.

"Your wife is quite attractive." I suggested gently.  "Perhaps she could perhaps help you to pay for what you need."

"She could." he agreed.  "She's done it before."  We nodded at each other to make sure it was understood what we were talking about.

"But really, I shouldn't take her away from her young children." I said.  "Maybe you should just keep on going."

He looked up at the dark sky, then back at me.  "Please.  Take my wife.  The children aren't that young.  Hell, you can have 'em too.  Just don't violate the little ones."

I took another look at them, trying to guess ages.  If the two further back were as young as they looked, I wasn't going to do anything with them.  I'm not a pedophile.  But the older girl was pretty.

"Fine." I said.  I had my patter down, now, knowing what they needed to hear.  "You and your family do some work on the farm, and whatever else I say, with no violating your youngest, you can be well-stocked and all ready to go in a few days."

He nodded.

Once they were inside and taken care of, introductions were made.  James and Rebecca, late 20s, light brown complexion, wavy dark hair.  Oldest girl Kelly, 13, boy Sean, 12, girl Caitlyn, 11.  There isn't much privacy in our place, so I got a good look at Kelly as she was changing into her clean clothes after bathing, checking out her body, deciding if she looked old enough.  Some hips, some tits; a young woman.  Very fuckable, I decided.

"My oldest is really something, isn't she?" said James, noticing where I was looking.

"She's not a virgin?" I asked.

"Hell no."  There was something about the way he was smiling.

"You haven't..." I started, leaving it open.

"Well, sure."  He shrugged.  "We don't live in a town.  I'm from a small place in the country like you are.  I'm the man, and who is there to say what I should do?  She doesn't mind it.  Hell, she almost likes it."

I started to contradict him, then thought of my own family.  Amy and Lori.  Amy and her nephews.  And the things I had made other families do, for my own devious enjoyment.  I shrugged.

"It's just surprising, that's all.  I've never met another man who's admitted fucking his daughter.  Here I was thinking of making your family do perverted acts, and you've already done some."

"You can make 'em do whatever you like, no matter how perverted." he said, speaking softly and looking humble.  "We're all in your debt."

After dinner, with the last rays of the evening sun shining in the window, I went to Rebecca, as the table was being cleared, pulling her aside, my hands on her body.  She was tall and thin, not much up top, but a pretty face and nice long dark hair.  I spoke softly to her.

"You know, I plan to make you do sexual things with my family, and with your own."

She nodded.  "Just don't penetrate my youngest, Caitlyn.  Or Sean."

"I don't intend to.  They look too young."

She nodded.  "Anything else, I will do it."

"Anything?"  I lifted her dress, reaching under it, seeking her pussy, which felt bushy.

"Anything."  She looked nervous, but she offered her lips to be kissed.  I kissed her while slipping a couple fingers into her pussy.

"Go trim your pussy, I like the hair nice and short, then come back to the living room.  My wife can help you."

She nodded and I let her go.

In the living room, my family was already beginning to settle into the seating, knowing what sort of things would happen.  James and his offspring were more nervous.  I had James sitting next to me, the children were across from us.

"Kelly," I called, "Are you really just 13 years old?  You look older."

"I'm 14 real soon." she said proudly.

"Do you know how to suck a man's cock?"

"Uh-huh."  She nodded vigorously.

"Then take off your clothes and come suck on mine."

She nodded and pulled off her shirt and skirt.  She had her mother's bronze skin and long dark wavy hair, tied back, and modest-sized perky tits, with a nicely-developing ass, very cute face.  She dropped to kneel in front of me as I sat in my comfy chair.  She reached out and played with my cock in her hand for a while, looking up at me with a smile, as if for approval.  I nodded, and she bent down and started to suck.  I watched my cock disappearing into her pretty mouth for a minute.

"You've had your daughter suck your cock, right, James?" I asked.

"Yes, sir."  He watched nervously as Kelly bobbed her head.

"You ever come in her mouth?"

"Uh ... no."

"Why not?"

"Uh... I like fucking her instead, I guess."

"So you didn't start with oral sex when she was younger?"

"Nah, I didn't touch her... in a sexual way, until a year ago."

"So you mean, damn, you fucked her when she was 12?"

He looked awkward, almost guilty.  "I went slow.  I was careful not to hurt her too much."  It was an odd sort of paternal care.  "She's gotten used to it now."

I looked down at Kelly's pretty face bobbing.  "Have you tasted cum, Kelly?"  I let her lift her head to answer.

"Yeah.  I've done this with boys."  She gave me a smile then returned to sucking.  I looked over at the younger kids.

"Sean and Caitlyn, your bodies aren't quite developed yet, are they?  Come stand in front of me and take off your clothes."

They nodded, moving over and stripping.  Sean was just barely starting to develop, his small cock dangled.  Caitlyn was even less mature, no noticeable tits or hips, just a boyish child's figure, although her face was adorable.  I had no intention of fucking these children, or any kind of sexual contact, myself.

"These two are too young," I said.  "Not developed.  It ain't right.  Sean, Caitlyn, put your clothes back on and go to the other room."

They pulled their clothes on and shuffled out.  I turned my attention to Rebecca and Kelly.

"Kelly, stop sucking, go stand in front of us.  Rebecca, srip naked and stand next to your daughter, assume the same position.  I want to compare you."

Kelly bounced right up and put her arms behind her back, sticking out her chest, which made her small tits look bigger.  Rebecca slowly pulled off her clothes, hesitantly, then moved into position beside her daughter.  I observed her trimmed pussy with approval, and her smallish tits, still firm despite bearing three children.  In fact, even at 13 years old, Kelly's tits were almost as large as her mother's.  She looked like a smaller version of her mother, just a little different in the face.

"You've got a beautiful wife and daughter, James.  Very sexy."

"Yes, sir."

"Do you ever make 'em do sex stuff with each other?"

He stared at me, clearly astonished.  "With each other...?  Um, no!"

"Why not?  It's damn sexy to watch.  I have the women in my family do it with each other."

He took a while to think.  "I guess I've always thought that sex is between a man and a woman."

"Or between a father and his daughter?"

He shrugged.  "It's still a man and a woman."

I chuckled, then turned to his family.  "Kelly and Rebecca, keep your hands behind your back, but turn and French kiss each other."

We all watched them do it.  They were awkward at first, but then seemed to relax a bit as they kissed.  Rebecca was a little taller but her breasts hung a little more, so that they were at the same level as Kelly's, her nipples brushing against her daughter's nipples as they kissed long and slow with tongue.

"You must admit, that's sexy."

James nodded.  "Yes, I guess it is."

"OK, Rebecca, stop kissing, keep your hands behind you, and get down on your knees."

Rebecca stopped kissing and gracefully bent onto her knees.

"Do you see your daughter's pussy?"

"Yes, sir," she said nervously.

"Good.  Now press your face into her pussy and lick her slit."

Rebecca turned to stare at me, with disbelief on her face.  She needed some more convincing.

"Or, you and your family can go freeze and starve in your broken down carriage." I offered.  "Wouldn't it be nicer to be well-fed and warm in here, licking your daughter's pussy and making her feel good?  You could get her pussy nice and wet, so it'll be more comfortable for her when we fuck her."

Slowly, she nodded.  Kelly tried to help, stepping closer, and then Rebecca's mouth made contact.  We waited for a minute.  Rebecca was planting little kisses, working up the courage, and then her tongue came forward.  Kelly gasped and sighed.

"Does that feel nice, Kelly?  Your mother's tongue on your pussy?"

"Yes it does, sir."  She smiled at me.  Clearly she had less hangups about what was right and wrong than her parents.

"Kelly, you can use your hands to hold her head," I said.  "You can pull her in close and help her find what feels best."

"Yes, sir."  Rebecca, on her knees, still had her hands clasped behind her, as Kelly put her hands gently around her mother's head and pulled towards herself.  It was so beautiful, I let them go on for several minutes. Their bodies in the light of the fire, getting used to this new experience, the pose suggesting a dominant daughter and submissive mother.

"Alright, there'll be enough time for that later." I said eventually.   "Stop doing that and come over here.  You can drop your arms to your sides."  They came over, staring me.  "Rebecca, have you ever watched your husband fuck your daughter?"

"No, sir."

"Well, when do you do it?" I asked James.

"When my wife isn't around, or when she's asleep." he admitted.

"Well, let's get this out in the open.  Rebecca, come to the side here and hold your husband's cock.  Point it upwards.  Now Kelly, come sit on your father's cock."

They managed.  Rebecca looked nervous, Kelly was smiling, and James just looked horny as he watched his daughter's naked body settle down, her young pussy lips stretching as he sank in.  Without me saying anything, she started to bounce gently.  James gasped.

"Well, that looks great." I enthused.  "First time I've ever seen a man fuck his daughter.  Have fun!"  I turned to his wife.  "Rebecca, come sit on the sofa over here," I patted next to me, "and spread your legs wide.  I want you to finger yourself and rub your clit as you watch your husband and daughter."

I looked over at my family.  Zeke had his cock out, stroking it.  Lori her her skirt up, masturbating.  Amy just smiled.

"Come on, please," said Zeke.  "Just suck me a little."

"No way, I want to watch!" said Lori.

I chuckled.  "Rebeeca, look at your husband, what do you see?"

"I see them fucking."

"Does it look like he's enjoying it?"

:Yes."  James had his hands around Kelly's hips, helping her move up and down.

"And your daughter?"

"Yes.  She's enjoying it too."  I heard Rebecca let out a breath, almost in a moan.  It seemed she was turned on.

"What's it like inside your pussy?  Is it wet?"

"Yes," she admitted, pulling out her fingers, showing me the slipperyness.

"Alright, good enough.  Rebecca, I think you could use a hard cock inside you."

"Yes, sir," she gasped.

"Good.  Come sit in my lap, we're going to fuck."

"Yes, sir."  She got up and settled down in my lap, which worked well given her relatively lightweight, skinny figure.  I found myself sinking quite easily into her deep wet pussy.  She moaned.  I pulled her mouth to mine for a kiss, and played with her nipples.  She was already trying to rock her hips, clearly wanting to fuck, so I let her do it.  She started slow, then picked up speed.

"James," I said, "your wife is a good fuck."

"Yes." he said, gasping on each of Kelly's bounces.  He hadn't come yet, which was impressive.  Perhaps he was too nervous from fucking in front of an audience.  I wondered which of us would come first.  To my surprise, after several minutes, it was Rebecca who came first, wetly, around my cock.

"And she's orgasmic." I said.  "Makes me wonder why you started fucking your girl instead of your hot wife.  I guess it was just because you could."  For a minute there was just the slapping of flesh, then James came, and then Rebecca came again, collapsing in my lap, breathing hard.

"Kelly, get up carefully, go lie down on the soft rug there, and spread your legs.  Rebecca, you're going to get on your hands and knees between your daughter's legs, and drink your husband's sperm out of her pussy."

Rebecca, in the haze of her orgasm, just nodded, getting up off my cock on shaky legs.  She and her daughter moved into position, and she began to suck and lick.  I got behind Rebecca and fucked her doggy-style.

"Dad!  Can I have her next?" asked Zeke eagerly.  I nodded.

We kept it pretty clean, for the rest of the evening.  The light from the window faded, and Amy stoked up the fire.  I came inside Rebecca, then Zeke took over.  By the time he came in her, Rebecca had finally succeeded in bringing her daughter to orgasm.  I had Rebecca give Kelly a lesson on how to suck my cock, then James' cock, then Zeke and I took turns fucking Kelly and coming inside her.  Damn, she was tight, a good fuck like her mother, just in a smaller package.  Zeke put Kelly up on her hands and knees, walking her forward into Lori's pussy.  Lori was more than happy to let Kelly get her first practice at eating pussy.

Lori came, Zeke came.  We pulled apart, panting.  I noticed James' cock was rock hard.

"You got one more in you, James?" I asked.

"Yeah." he admitted.  "I ain't never considered being like this, all sexual-like. Seeing them do it like it was nothin'."

"You may as well get used to enjoying them together.  Kelly, go sit there and open your mouth.  James, stand in front of her.  Rebecca, I want you to stroke your husband until he shoots off into your daughter's mouth."

It took a few minutes for them to get the hang of it.  We all watched carefully.  When James came, it was a surprising amount for his second shot of the night.  It went all Kelly's face and tits as well as some in her mouth.

"Don't waste it," I said, "Rebecca, get it all with your mouth and share it with her."

Rebecca seemed to find the act difficult, but her daughter didn't.  Kelly was all smiles and giggles as her mom licked her tits and face.  That was it for our first night.

In the morning, I put James to work on the farm, then went back to bed with Rebecca and Kelly.  I completed their regular mother-daughter training, by having them give a double blowjob, then having Kelly get her first taste of her mother's pussy, licking it to orgasm.  I fucked each of them while they sucked on each other's tits, then put them in a 69 with Kelly on top, fucking her as her mom licked her clit.  After I drained my balls in them, I let them join the other women for the house chores.

Late that afternoon, after we had all bathed and eaten dinner, I put Rebecca on the sofa, naked, holding her legs spread wide, as Kelly got on her hands and knees to eat her mom's pussy.  We kept them that way for a while, as James, Zeke and I took turns doggy-style fucking Kelly.  Rebecca finally had a nice big orgasm.  I put Rebecca on her back on the rug, fucking her, enjoy the hot slippery feel of her aroused pussy, while I had Kelly jack her father's cock into her mother's mouth, telling Rebecca not to swallow.  Once James came, I had Rebecca sit up and kiss Kelly, who swallowed.

"Now James, isn't this better?  Doing it all together, out in the open, instead of sneaking off to fuck your daughter?"

"Well, hell."  He gasped.  "I guess so, yeah."

"And isn't it wonderful that you've got such a great wife?  Tell her you love her, and give her a kiss."

"Yeah.  Rebecca, I love you."  He bent forward, kissing his wife hotly.

On the forth day, in the afternoon, I let them start off together for my entertainment.  James fucking Kelly, who ate Rebecca, who sucked Zeke.  I let them do that for a while, watching them together, until James came.  Then I introduced anal sex.  I explained the concept to Kelly, then put Rebecca on hands and knees.  Zeke showed Kelly how to lubricate his medium-sizel cock with oil, then press it into her mother's ass.  It was no great struggle, once the passage was lubricated enough.

"This is perverted." said Rebecca to me, as Zeke humped away.  Of all the thing I had her do, the incest, drinking cum from her daughter's pussy, masturbating her husband into her daugher's mouth ... this was the thing she found perverted enough to complain about?  It was just a few inches of skinny cock in her ass.

"Yes it is." I agreed with a smile.  I had Kelly get alongside them and had her rub her mother's clit, until Rebecca came with a cock up her ass.  I let Zeke keep going until he came, then I let him take Kelly's anal virginity as I slowly worked my cock into Rebecca's ass.  Rebecca hadn't been ass-fucked in years, so it was a bit of struggle for her to take my full-sized adult cock, but I stayed hard as a rock, watching Zeke do Kelly easily.

For the remainder of the week, I came up with some new perverted combination each day, but always left the younger ones out of it.  We double-teamed Rebecca, with me in her pussy, inviting Zeke, then her husband to fill her ass at the same time.  Kelly got practice eating larger amounts of her father's cum, often from her mother's pussy.  I gave Rebecca an hour of practice on deep-throating Zeke, then had her try with my cock down her throat.  I loved to watch Kelly and Rebecca rub their pussies together, as we took turns putting our cocks in their faces, so that they could suck us cock together, while they rubbed each other.

Finally, their time with us came to an end.  They were very well provisioned, and they were all smiles as they packed up.  I was almost sad to see them go, so as they were finishing packing their carriage, I pulled Rebecca and Kelly aside for one last fuck, bending them over and pulling up their dresses.  After fucking both of them hard, I came inside Kelly.  I didn't even have to suggest to her mother that she should drink out all the cum and share it with her daughter in a kiss, they just did it.  I patted them both on the head affectionately, then they were gone.

Two years went by.  I kept to the limits that I had established with James and Rebecca - children were never bartered, but once a young woman was mature enough, everything was on the table.  I did enjoy watching men fuck their daughters, and teenage brothers and sisters fucking each other.

Zeke left too, heading East, to seek his fortune and see a bit of the world.  Can't blame him, most young men have wanderlust, it's just natural.  But, it made things a bit difficult on the farm, without his strong body to help with the work.  Lori was now a full-sized woman, with much of the beauty of her mother and aunt, and also strong enough to do some farm work.  She was also a great fuck, and I often slept in the bed between her and her mother, rather than with my wife.

A year later, Zeke came back, 19 years old, with a two-horse carriage pulling a load of milled wood and tools.  The towns he had seen were dangerous places, with little paying work, and powerful churches, which he found oppressive and small-minded.  He announced his intention to build his own house, across the road from mine, where there was more room to farm.  He also took Lori off to one side to tell her something.  They came back smiling, and over dinner, she and Zeke announced that he was going to marry to his 21-year-old cousin.

"I've seen the world, Dad." said Zeke.  "It's crazy and messed-up.  The women there are so tied up in morals and stuff, especially the religious ones.  I tried to live there, but all I could think of was how much I missed being here, and I missed Lori.  So what if she's my first cousin.  She's beautiful and we think alike."

"And we love each other." said Lori happily.

That's true, I thought to myself, and gave them my blessing.  They had grown up almost as siblings, not just cousins... albeit siblings that had sex with each other.  In their teenaged years, the boys had been fucking Lori, being careful to pull out.  Now that Zeke and Lori were engaged, he stopped pulling out, but she didn't take right away.

We had a small wedding a week later.  On her wedding night, Lori gave Zeke her anal virginity.

Six months later, Kyle returned, 20 years old.  He arrived on the most amazing contraption, a wood-burning flatbed truck, the kind I used to see when I was a child, but had become very rare.  In was loaded with belongings, and riding with him in the cab was a young woman, that it took me a moment to recognize. Curvaceous, nice big breasts, long reddish-brown hair, really cute smile.

"Dad, I'd like you to meet my wife," he said, "Samantha."

"Samantha!" I laughed and accepted her embrace with a kiss.  "How long has it been?"

"Three years.  I'm 19 now." she said, then she raised her hand to show me the wedding band.  "And I'm three months pregnant, I think."  She touched her belly.

"Do you remember how she came through here with her parents?" asked Kyle.  "And she said she was saving her virginity for when she got married?  Well, I was with a few different girls, out West.  But nothing ever really clicked.  Then by chance I ran into Samantha, I remembered her right away.  We hooked up, and we got married."

"Your son is a good man, and a great fuck." she said with a wink, one arm around his waist.

"I remember your sweet personality, Samantha," I offered, "and the amazing blowjobs, and I can imagine the rest. Welcome to our family!"

Zeke and I rushed to help them unload, talking non-stop, sharing stories.  We made a big feast for dinner, and burned the lamp-light into evening.  Kyle was delighted to hear of his brother marrying Lori, keeping her a close part of our family, and they decided to build the new house larger, with room for both of them and their wives.  At the end of the night, talk came back around to the subject of sex.  Zeke and Lori said they'd been trying to get her pregnant for six months, but that nothing had come of it.

"I don't object if the baby is yours, brother." said Zeke.  "Maybe you could try getting Lori pregnant."

"Yes he could," said Lori looking at Kyle, "I'd love to fuck you again and have you not pull out."

"And I'm already with child anyway, so I'd love to fuck you." Samantha said to Zeke.

Tisha, Amy and I smiled between ourselves as we watched the four youngsters move down to the soft rug in front of the glow of the fire, my two sons happily sucking and fucking each other's wives.  I got hard watching, so I called Amy over to sit on my cock, with Tisha between our legs, licking her sister's clit as we fucked.  It was a delight to watch Samantha's curvaceous body, her legs in the air and her big tits shaking as Zeke fucked her.  Both young men came, then Samantha and Lori moved into a 69, drinking the cum from each other's pussies.  I almost came myself, but Amy came first and scooted off my cock, pulling Tisha's face in to lap up her orgasmic juices.  Lori rolled off, and Samantha came up to me.

"Would you like to fuck me?" she asked sweetly.

"I can tell I'm going to love having you as a daughter-in-law," I said smiling, "and I do look forward to fucking you, but right now I'm remember how good you are at sucking cock."

"Oh yes," she said, dropping to her knees in front of me, "please come in my mouth, it's good nutrition for my growing baby."

I was keyed up, and barely lasted two minutes of her blowjob, which was even better than I remembered, giving her a great big mouthful of cum.

We settled into our new life as a larger family, with the boys working hard on their new house.  Samantha was a delight to have around, as much for her wonderful personality as her excellent oral skills.  She was just as enthusiastic about fucking, and she even turned out to be a good cook.

Lori still wasn't get pregnant, so we all focused on ejaculating inside her.  She wasn't picky - it would be acceptable getting  knocked up by her husband/cousin, her brother-in-law/cousin, or her father-in-law/uncle-by-marriage (me).  None of us were closely related enough to cause a reproduction problem by incest.  Sometimes my sons and I would take turns fucking her, one after the other, depositing three loads of cum in her pussy, then do it again.  The other women helped, doing stuff to get us hard and keep us hard, right to the point of shooting off, at which point we quickly moved to stuff Lori's pussy so she could get every drop.  Finally, after a month or two, she declared she was pregnant, and the whole household celebrated.

Now both Lori and Samantha's bellies grew.  I found fucking Samantha's bulging body to be great fun, or fucking her swollen tits and eager mouth as one of the boys fucked her.  Amy and Tisha were there to support them through their pregnancies, with their womanly experience.

Shortly before Samantha gave birth, her parents arrived, Tom and Edith, in a humble wagon as they had last time, except this time they were family, not just some poor folks to exploit.  Tom and I shook hands firmly.

"Welcome back," I said, "I am grateful that your wonderful daughter married my son.  I hope there are no hard feeling from how we met before."

"None at all," he said.  "In fact, you did us a favor in more ways than one."

Before he could explain, there was a flurry of activity as Samantha came out and joyfully greeted her parents, and my family rushed to help Tom and Edith with their horse and goods.  Only later, when Tom pulled me aside to talk, did he explain what he meant.  That week they had spent with us, he and Edith had been compelled to accept their daughter's sucking mouth.  Afterwards, it hadn't stopped entirely, as Samantha still came to him to suck his cock, and Samantha sometimes ate Edith's pussy when she needed some attention.  It happened in secret, but it hadn't started until I made them do it.

We had a feast that night, followed by lots more talking and storytelling, ending finally in sex.  Edith took Kyle and Zeke aside, laying back and offering herself.  Kyle enthusiastically gave his mother-in-law a nice long solid fuck, then let his brother take a turn.  Tisha sucked Tom, I took Samantha to enjoy her mouth, and Amy and Lori paired up as they watched the others.

I nearly passed out as Samantha made me cum so hard in her talented mouth.  She moved away from me.  In the haze, I heard her discussing something with her mother, who lay on the floor with a well-fucked pussy.

"...C'mon, it's OK.  Look, they're doing it."  Samantha was pointing over to Amy and Lori.

"But honey, you don't have to."

"I want to, Mom.  Come on."

"In front of everyone?"

"Sure, just relax."  Samantha chuckled.  "Besides, my baby needs the protein."

With that, she pressed her face into her mother's pussy, and we heard slurping.  Lori saw them and giggled, pulling Amy down with onto the floor next to them, two mothers, two pregnant daughters eating pussy, side by side, their wide hips touching.

"Looks like an invitation, boys." I said.

Zeke and Kyle smiled, their youthful erections still strong, moving behind Lori and Samantha, fucking them doggy-style as they ate their mothers.  Both boys both came rather quickly.  I looked over at Tom, who still hadn't come in Tisha's mouth.

"Tom, fancy taking a turn with those two?" I said, pointing to the pregnant girls.

"Not my daughter." he said.

"You've never fucked her?"

"No!"

"Well, you take Lori then, I'll take Samantha."

He nodded, and we moved over to take my son's positions.  I sank my cock into Samantha's very pregnant pussy, while Tom slipped his into Lori's.  We grabbed their hips and started delightful thrusting.  Samantha's wider hips made her butt a nice soft cushion to push into, and she was using her pussy muscles to grip me.  For several long lovely minutes, we fucked the pregnant girls.  Edith and Amy moaned on their daughter's mouths, and I heard Amy come once.  When I heard Edith coming as well, I lost it, pumping my last bit of cum into Samantha.

I looked at Tom, who was still fucking Lori.

"Are you sure you don't want to, Tom?"  I pointed at Samantha's rump.

"I shouldn't." he said, but without conviction.

"It's OK, Daddy."  Samantha lifted her face from her mother's pussy to turn to him.  "I want you to."

"You may as well, Tom."  Edith's eyes were glazed with lust.  "It seems in this house, the normal rules don't apply."

"And you're not going to get me pregnant." said Samantha with a giggle.

Tom seemed to consider it for a minute, then he finally gave in, pulling out of Lori and moving behind Samantha.

"Are you sure this is OK?" he asked them one more time.

"Go ahead." said Samantha.

"Give her what she wants." said Edith.  "She's not a little girl any more."

Tom sank his cock into his daughter.  I had seen this a handful of times in my life, a father-daughter fuck, starting with James and Kelly, but this was somehow different.  Still exciting, and forbidden, but more loving, and cathartic.  Lori and Amy came close, gathering around, moving down to suck on Samantha's dangling tits, and reaching under her to stroke her clit.  Edith came once more, then Samantha came on her father's cock, then finally Tom lost it, coming inside his daughter's very slippery hole.

As we untangled and went to our beds, it was a very crowded house.  Before I left the room, I saw Tom, Edith and Samantha curled up on the bedding by the fire, their limbs draped over each other, a happily fucked family.

Tom and Edith stayed with us for three months, long enough to help Samantha give birth to their granddaughter.  A month after they left, Lori had her first child, a boy.  Since we didn't know exactly who got her pregnant, it might have been biologically my son, but it was probably Kyle's, which would make it my grandson.  In any case, Zeke was the father of record, so I was a declared a grandfather.

The second house was finally built, and both new families moved into it, just across the road from our farm, within earshot and line-of-sight from us and the "SELF SERVE" station where travelers stopped.  We expanded the farmland a bit, to feed the extra mouths.

I turned 40 years old, and as a present, Samantha gave me her ass for the first time.  Just as with oral sex, she had practiced well, penetrating her ass carefully with various objects over a period of time, and then with her husband, to prepare herself to take my cock.  Such a wonderful young woman, so pleasant to be with, so cheerful in life and in bed.  If my son hadn't married her, I would have been happy to take Samantha as my second wife, or third if you count Amy, who I really should have properly taken as my second wife.  It's a bit of moot point, though, as we're all in one community here, and as the patriarch, I get to put my cock anywhere I like.

Samantha and Lori each had a second child, both girls.  With the demands of motherhood, I didn't get as much time with them for sex, although I did love being with one or both of them and drinking the milk from their tits as we fucked.

For diverse pussy, there was still the occasional desperate travelers on the road.  Over the years, I fucked all sorts of women, every color, every shape and size, but usually young and pretty.  Sometimes I'd get two girls, or a mother and daughter, or two sisters.  Some were older, too.  I got one man and his chubby wife, Denise, traveling with his wife's middle-aged parents, who were in their 50s.  They thought they were just trading me access to Denise's plump body for the supplies and repairs they needed, but it ended up taking a full week, and I kept raising the bar, asking for more and more, seeing how far they'd go.  By the time they left, Denise hadn't just fucked me and mine, but also had every possible form of sex with both her mother and father.  Denise's mother turned out to have a deep, long-repressed sex drive.  After initially acting shocked and reluctant, she gradually ended up eagerly taking every cock - mine, my sons, her husband, her son-in-law - in every hole, even all her holes at once, then helping Denise to do the same, then eating many loads of cum from each of her daughter's holes. 

One time, a single woman came through in the late fall, with a teenaged son and daughter, fleeing a bad relationship. The daughter, Tanya, was old enough for me.  They were completely hopeless and very, very hungry.  I ended up taking them in for the entire winter.  They would probably have died on the road through the mountains had they not stopped for help.  In return for my hospitality, after they had eaten for a few days and recovered some of their health, I enjoyed the woman's body, then her daughter's.  Tanya said she had been with a boy before, but there may have been some miscommunication because there was a little blood the first time.  Before long, I had Tanya and her mother completely trained on eating my cum and enjoying lesbian sex with each other, then introduced Tanya to sucking and fucking her brother.  It was nice to have Tanya's tender young body to fuck through the winter.  At Christmas, despite her age, after watching me have anal sex with my own family, she offered herself to me in that hole.  I must tell you, a 14-year-old girl's ass is generally not ready for ass-fucking, but human bodies are amazing, and can adapt to just about anything.  I had them so well trained by the springtime that with a snap of my fingers, Tanya's mother would drop what she was doing, bring her daughter to me, strip her naked, push her tongue up her daughter's asshole to lube it, then guide my cock inside.  I'd direct Tanya's face into her mother's pussy to muffle her cries as I ass-fucked her tight little hole hard and deep.

I'll tell you, once nice thing about living in the 22nd century is that things don't change very much.  There's no "progress" or "revolution" and nothing is ever "modern".  There's only a few ways to get by in a world of purely natural resources, and they're pretty well known: the farmer, the weaver, the tailor, the blacksmith, and so forth.  And the trader - that's me.

Now that I'm in my 50s, I've slowed down my lecherous activities to some degree, usually just a couple times a week.  I still fuck Amy on occasion, and Lori, and all three of Samantha's holes.  Samantha, in her mid-30s, is a great mother, generally speaking, unless you would find fault with how she brought both of her daughters to me, my granddaughters.  She introduced them to sex, jacking my cock into their mouths at 13, spreading their legs to guide me into their pussies when they turned 14.  Tom and Edith come by once a year, and since they're his granddaughters as well as mine, he fucks them too.  Once a year when they visit, at my suggestion, all the ladies in the house, young and old, bathe and prepare the house specially, then spend some hours in one big pile of women and girls, every mouth and pussy occupied, three generations, the youngest girls sucking and fisting their grandmothers, Lori and Samantha enjoying their daughter's and mother's juices together.  Only after every single female has come to orgasm, do I permit the horny male cocks to join the fray.  I just love to climb into that pile, the jumble of slippery soft flesh all around me, wife and sister, niece, daughter-in-law, grand-daughters, touching every part of my body and accepting my aging member in every hole.

Life is good.

If you're reading this in the past, as in the 20th century, I'd like to give you a message: don't fear the future.  Sure, you're headed for ecological disaster, billions of you will die and you'll destroy most of the natural diversity on the planet.  But once you make it through that, suggest to your children's children that they might become a trader on a mountain road.  They'll thank you in the future.