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   An Unholy Marriage.  (MF, MMFF, inc)

   by Spiller.

   Chapter one.

   Never ever had Alice been this much in love.  When she was by herself in
her apartment she felt empty.  When she heard the deeptoned rumble of his
flashy Packard Le Baron she felt dizzy, and when she looked into
Alexander's greyblue eyes she felt like drowning herself in his smile and
his mind.

   They had been 'going steady' for half a year now, and she considered
herself the luckiest girl in the world, that a man like Alexander would
even look her way.  Not that she was not worth looking at, she knew she
was, but up till now her experiences with men had been shortlived, and they
had all seemed to be so terribly busy transforming her into an image, they
had in their mind.  And those images were nothing like the image, she had
of herself.  Young men of 1938 wanted real housewives, obedient housewives,
servicing housewives, meaning little women minding the home, waiting for
big daddy to come home and tell them what to do.

   When people called her 'emancipated' she was proud, even if they meant
it in a derogatory way.  When men said she was preoccupied with her job as
a litterary consultant, she would answer "yes, of course." And when
prospecting suitors said they wanted a 'nest full of kids', she would say
"No.  One, or two at the most." And for those three, simple reasons her
former relationships had ended on a bad note, even before any sexual
relationships had been established.

   And then along came Alexander.  Tall, handsome, elegant, and judging by
his behaviour rather well off.  His Packard Le Baron was definitely no
Ford. He was an inspired listener to opera and symphonies, had even taken
her to Verona for a week of opera and classical music, he was a great
dancer, he favoured gourmet restaurants, .....  you name it, Alexander had
it.  He never questioned her job, he was happy that she was a strong-willed
person, and even if he really was a family man, he had expressed his wish
for only one kid, maybe two.

   And when finally, after four months, they upgraded their relationship to
include sex, he was a magnificent and caring lover.  He never tired of
praising her beauty or showing his affection, he knew just how to excite
her, to induce new fantasies and new lusts in her mind and her body, and
when she wanted to try something she had imagined, he was always willing.
You see, the fact that she was a 24 year old virgin didn't mean that she
was a newcomer to lust.  She found the pleasures of masturbation at the
early age of 11, and she had persued them frequently and with imagination
ever since.

   The only thing that puzzled her was, that he had never mentioned
marriage.  She knew that he was a real family-man.  She had visited most
members of his large family, and always Alexander was happy, funny, a
wonder with his younger realtives and a kind and loving friend to the
older. Why had he not expressed any wish to be married?

   She got up this Saturday morning.  This Saturday, which should change
her life radically, only she did not know it yet.  On her way to the shower
she once again looked at her naked body in the big mirror.  Was there
anything wrong with her body?  No.  The usual image met her.  A tiny, slim
body, delicious small breasts with big, upturned nipples.  A flat stomach,
beautiful hips framing a well trimmed black pussy, and legs that looked
long and tapered, carrying all the other wonders.  And on top of it all her
pretty face with the straight, narrow nose, full lips, shiny brown eyes
which did not need any mascara or eyeliner to catch your attention.  And
last her crown of wavy, black hair, cascading over her shoulders, halfway
down her back.  Alice shook her head 'no'.  There was no reason for it in
her looks.  And that's when she made her decision: They had a date for
lunch at the Ritz, and there she would ask him!

   She finished her shower, dressed herself in a flowery, thin cotton
dress, a big, white strawhat, and bare feet in high heeled golden sandals.
Of course Alexander was enchanted when he picked her up, and on the way to
the Ritz she enjoyed both his attention and the wind in her hair.  Halfway
through lunch she asked the question.

   "Alexander.  I've wondered for some time.  You seem to be so happy with
your family.  How come you haven't even hinted at starting one of your
own?"

   "Ah, here we go, love.  I knew we'd come to that, and I certainly want
you to be my wife.  But you see, my family is a bit special, more like a
clan, and I should have liked us to know each other just a little bit
better before I asked you.  I certainly don't want to loose you, now that I
have found you."

   "What's so special about your family, or clan, as you call it?"

   "That is not for me to tell.  But if you want to know about us, I'll
take you to my grandparents when we've finished lunch.  They are the ones
who are supposed to tell you."

   "I'd love to go visit them.  I really liked them when we were there."

   "OK.  But there are two things we must do first." He put his hand in the
small pocket in his waistcoat.

   "I've carried this ring about for the last three months, waiting for the
right moment to ask you." He flashed her a brilliant smile and there was
laughter in his deep voice when he said: "But of course my strong-willed
beauty had to ask me instead of vica virca."

   He opened his hand to show her a large, exquisite diamond set in
elegantly crafted gold.  "You will have to wear this ring, in order to show
that you are willing to marry me.  Should you change your mind you can do
so, and all you have to do is to take off the ring and put it in your
purse. Are you willing to marry me, my love?"

   "Of course I am.  I'll never be more willing to marry anybody." She felt
tears pressing behind her eyes, but she managed to keep up a smiling face.

   "And what will the second thing be?  You said there were two things we
have to do?"

   "I shall have to go and call my grandparents to see if they are at home.
It is a bit of a ride up there, and I'd feel silly if they were out."

   Alexander took hold of her hand across the table, kissed it and slipped
the unique and obviously very expensive ring on her finger.

   This lunch had certainly developed into a serious affair.  Alice did not
want to pry into the questions raised.  She was very happy, that he had
asked her to marry him, and even if his answers had been nothing like what
she had expected, he was as charming and smiling as if nothing had
happened.

   The twelve cylinders of the open Packard worked together to produce an
almost silent purr, like that of a tiger, where you never doubted that the
purr could change into a roar at a seconds notice.

   "Do you want me to pull up the roof, dear?  Or would you like the
blanket to put round your shoulders?  That dress is as thin as it is
pretty."

   "Oh, no, Alexander.  It's such a lovely weather.  The blanket may come
in handy, but later."

   They did not talk much during the drive.  Almost an hour later the
powerful car made a crushing sound, as it rolled on to the gravel of the
winding drive to his grandparents' mansion.

   "Hello, Alice, and hello Alexander." The grandparents met them on the
front stairs, and both of them had friendly hugs and a kisses on the
cheeks. Like the first time she met them, Alice was surprised, that these
people must be about 70 years old, but there was nothing septurgentian to
them.  Sparkling eyes, lots of laughter, beautiful bodies which showed an
active life with lots of exercise.  If anybody had told her they were
fifty, she should have believed it.

   When Sully, the grandfather, lifted her hand to his lips to deliver a
chivalrous kiss to the back of her hand, he smiled.

   "I see that Alexander finally asked you.  We have all known which way he
was going."

   "I have to confess, that Alice asked me.  That's why I had to alert you
at such short notice." Alexander's words were apologetic, but his smile and
his posture belied any apology.

   "Victoria, would you please take Alice round to the terrace?  I shall
join you in a minute."

   Alice and grandmother were just sitting down when she heard the roar of
the starting Packard.  But before she had any chance to make a comment,
grandfather Sully came round the corner with a big smile on his face.  No
doubt about where Alexander had inherited his smile.

   "Well, well, well, Alice.  This is the fifth time we are going through
this.  I guess you've got a few butterflies in your stomach?"

   "I have to admit you're right, granddad.  Why is Alex so secretive about
everything?"

   "You shall know soon enough, my dear.  But first I have to tell you,
that we do not use abbreviations.  I am 'grandfather' or Sully, and
Alexander should be mentioned by his full name."

   "Have a cake with your tea, dear.  And lend us an ear for a little
while." Victoria held out the silver tray with cakes and cookies.  And for
the next quarter of an hour the two grandparents alternated like the
nephews in Donald Duck.

   Chapter two.

   "I gather that Alexander often has referred to our family, calling it a
clan.  And he is right.  We are definitely not an ordinary family."

   "Our history goes back more than four hundred years, and every member
and every major event, is recorded."

   "Life has been generous to our clan.  As long as we have behaved
according to the rules and traditions of our clan, we have been prosperous
without much effort, we have been influential, and we have all lived long
and active lives."

   "A very few times through history, a clanmember has fallen in love with
a person, who did not want to adhere to our rules.  Usually they have found
out in time, so no marriage wows have been given, but the two times a
prospective spouse refused, or agreed with fingers crossed, it has been bad
for our clan."

   "That is why Alexander has not yet asked you, himself.  I promise you,
it is not because he does not love you.  But he always told us what a
strong-willed person you are."

   "And he feared you might refuse, because you did not love him enough."

   "Oh, but I do." Alice could not help but comment on that.

   "We shall see, we shall see, my dear."

   "Basically we are a hedonistic clan.  And a social network.  If you are
appalled by the thought of having sex with Alexander's pretty cousin or
with his uncle's son, you don't belong.  If you would not have a few of the
clanmember's children living at your place, to help out for a short time,
you don't belong.  And if you would not sell your house in order to raise
money to help a member, you don't belong."

   "And if you cannot keep your mouth shut in the outside world, you don't
belong either."

   Alice was on the brink of making a comment, but Victoria put a finger to
her succulent lips and shook her head 'no'.

   "The social part of the clan is more like a commitment, than something
you actually have to do, and we have to look into the books to find stories
about people who have sold houses or land in order to help another clan
member.  For the last 8 generations we have been very wealthy, and the help
we give each other today is more like good advice and insider information.
Plus we all pool together to give every new couple a fair start in their
marriage.  A very substantial sum will allow you to set up house according
to our standards, and get you into any business you should like to enter."

   Victoria poured her another cup of tea, and with a kind smile she said:

   "It's the hedonistic part that may cause you trouble, because it is so
unusual.  But I can tell you, once you get used to that way of living, you
would not miss it for all the riches."

   "Did you really mean that, Sully?  That I'm supposed to have sex with
other men and women of the clan?"

   "Oh, yes.  And of course that has a historic background, like almost
everything else in our clan.  You probably know that late seventeenth and
early eighteenth centry was a hedonistic period.  One of the more well
known results of that was the closing down of public bathing facilities,
because all of Europe was overwhelmed by a wave of veneral diseases, some
of them deadly.  At that time our families were living not far from each
other in Germany, and in order not to give up the pleasures of a rich and
varied sexlife, they bought one of the closed down facilities, reopened it,
but for clan families only.  Every member swore a sacred oath, that they
would abstain from sex with people from outside the clan."

   Victoria smiled.  "That way they could avoid the diseases, and there
were still so many partners to chose from, that the pleasures were
manyfold."

   "Later, when Pietism swept Europe, about the same time as families of
the clan started to immigrate to America, the clan had to become more
secret about it.  Especially the smaller societies in Germany and up the
east coast of America were very religious, very judgemental, and the clan
had to go 'underground' if they wanted to go on."

   "And believe me, everybody wanted to go on.  If you have not tried to be
pleasured by four or five people, men and women, you have something to look
forward to."

   Alice blushed deeply.  "I haven't tried that, but I cannot say that I
haven't dreamed about it."

   "Ah, my dear.  I guess that you are a masturbator like myself.  We must
do it together one day."

   "Victoria!  Curb yourself a little, and let me finish my little speach."
Sully's smile showed that he was very pleased with his wife.

   "You see, this behaviour became tradition in the clan.  And was very
instrumental in building the strong ties between our families.  That is why
it was never changed, as it was feared that a break up of the tradition
might break up all the other ties, which have brought us wealth, influence
etc.  We still have a monthly clan-weekend, which is celebrated with luxury
food, the finest wines and plenty of sex."

   "Yes.  And then we have the initiation parties.  Every newcomer to the
clan is welcomed with an engagement party, as soon as they have promised to
marry a member.  We shall all be there, at your party too, with the only
purpose of giving you pleasure, not to seek our own.  You can look forward
to that, my dear."

   Victoria and Sully looked at each other, smiled and nodded their heads
as if to say: "That was it, and well done." Alice was not smiling, but her
cheeks were blushing and her breathing revealed that she had been excited
by what she had heard.  For a minute or two nothing was said, but then
Victoria went to a cupboard on the terrace, which turned out to be a
cleverly disguised refrigerator.  She brought out a bottle of champagne and
three glasses.

   "Well, my dear.  I certainly hope we have not scared you too much.  Do
you want to ask questions, or can we drink a toast to show, that Sully and
I can start planning your engagement party?"

   Once again Alice felt her cheeks turn red, which only served to make her
look even prettier.  "You haven't scared me.  But you certainly have
surprised me.  Are you sure Alexander should not oppose to me having sex
with other people?"

   "My dear, he was brought up that way.  I'd guess that his reaction would
be to enjoy watching you have a good time, the way I hope you will not let
jealousy catch you."

   "I don't think so, but you can never know.  I do feel pretty secure
about his love.  But, have you no limitations?"

   "There are a few, but you'll learn about them along the road.  One is,
that we can never have sex with our own children until they are 18, and
even then they have to initiate."

   "And it is also a no-no to force anyone to do something they do not
want. Bondage and mild SM is allowed, though, if it is consensual."

   Alice straightened her back, which for a short moment revealed that her
nipples had grown stiff, and then she smiled at Victoria.  "Well, shouldn't
you open that bottle, and maybe get hold of Alexander.  I bet you he's
anxious to know."

   Victoria got up from her chair again and crossed the terrace to Alice.
She bent down and kissed her cheek and hugged her shoulders.  "Welcome to
the clan, my dear.  And Sully, you go and call Alexander, he's at his
sister's." Alice turned her head and planted a not so granddaughterly kiss
on Victoria's full mouth.  "Thank you, Victoria, I hope everything will
turn out right, and I'm sure willing to give it a try."

   While Victoria fetched a fourth glass, Sully returned to the terrace. 
"He'll be here in three minutes.  And I didn't tell him your decision, you
should do that yourself."

   They had just sat down when the Packard was heard, and this time it was
no silent purr.  With a roaring engine and schreeching tyres Alexander ran
it all the way onto the lawn in front of the terrace.  As he got out of the
car he noticed the champagne and the four glasses.  He went straight to
Alice's chair, lifted her up into his arms and kissed her all over her face
and shoulders.

   "God, I'm so happy you'll join us.  Let's get married as soon as
possible, my love."

   "Set me down, you brute", she laughed.  "And give me a glass of that
champagne.  And don't forget: I want my engagement party."

   Chapter three.

   Alice relaxed for the first time since this morning.  Tension had been
high all day, and she had heard so many things that were going to change
her life.  Now that things were settled she felt lightheaded and bubbly,
and the champagne added to that feeling.

   "I think I'd like one of those small cakes now."

   "Of course." Victoria got up and went over to her chair and handed her
the little silver tray.  Before she picked one of the cakes, Alice looked
up into Victoria's sparkling and smiling eyes.  "Is there anything else I
can get you?"

   "Can I be frank?"

   "Of course you can."

   "Then I'd like to take advantage of my new status and ask you for a
kiss. Today was the first time ever I kissed another woman, and I kind of
liked it."

   Victoria put down the tray and bent down to her.  The sweet smell of her
perfume surrounded Alice, and when she put her arms round her shoulder, she
leaned back and lifted her mouth towards the much older woman.  Gently
Victoria nippled a few times on her lips, and then brought their lips
together in a long, delicious and very exciting kiss.  Alice closed her
eyes and kissed back, pushing out her tongue against Victoria's mouth,
which she opened willingly so their tongues could play the age-old game of
twisting, tasting and fencing.  The kisses were so highly erotic and
unusual that she felt her panties grow damp.  This woman was at least 40
years her senior, and yet she brought Alice almost in trance with her
kisses.  And the knowledge that her fianc was looking at them made her even
hornier.  She broke the kiss and gasped for air, like an underwater swimmer
diving out.

   "Thank you, Victoria, that was very, very lovely and erotic.  I never
felt anything like it."

   "You are always welcome, my dear." Victoria gave her a little pat on her
cheek, and as she was standing up she let her hand trail across Alice's
firm breast.  While she was sitting down she said:

   "Of course you have noticed that we have rather long and oldfashioned
names.  All new clanmembers with short and modern names are asked to take
up a new name, or to call themselves the original version of their name. 
How would you like us to call you 'Alyssia' ?"

   "You wouldn't believe it, grandmother, but that is the name I've got on
my birth certificate.  I don't even know where my parents got that name,
but it has never been used.  I was always called Alice.  I'd be happy to
have you call me Alyssia." She smiled to Sully and Alexander: "That's it,
new life, new name."

   "And now, I think you two young ones ought to go upstairs and celebrate
your promises." Sully smiled to them.  "Victoria and I have a few things to
talk about."

   Alexander hugged Alyssia.  "Feel like going upstairs, dear?  Sounds to
me like a good idea."

   "Oh, yes, it does.  And if Victoria and Sully wants to look in on us a
little later, shouldn't we invite them to do so?"

   "Oh, my dear.  So eager to take advantage of your new status?"

   Alyssia looked up at him with sparkling eyes.  "No, my love, but this
early afternoon has made me hornier than I can ever remember, and that is
what I'd like to take advantage of, if you don't mind?"

   "All right, love.  I'm so happy that you have got the right spirit to
join the clan, actually I'm quite extatic.  Why have them wait.  Shouldn't
we invite them to join us now?  That is if they'd care to." Alexander held
out his hand towards his grandmother, and seeing this Alyssia went over to
Sully and took his arm.

   Chapter four.

   Sully led Alyssia upstairs and opened a door at the end of a long
corridor.  A truely Sybaritic sight met her there.  A lavishly decorated
room with chairs, divans, mirrors everywhere, and in the center an enormous
round bed, filled with pillows, silken blankets of various colours, and
soft ropes hanging from the headrest.  Large antique Japanese paintings of
explicit erotic nature decorated the walls where mirrors didn't take up the
space.

   Alyssia turned round towards Sully and invited him to a soft kiss, while
she pressed her slender body against his.  She turned her head to see
Alexander in a fierce embrace with Victoria.  She felt her blood racing
through her body, and helplessly she felt her pussy start seeping.  The
whole thing 'was so new: Kissing an old man was new to her, watching her
husband to be kissing his grandmother was even more exotic.  Alexander and
Victoria broke their embrace and went over to Alyssia and Sully.  When
Victoria started kissing Alyssia she almost fainted from passion.

   "We have better do this kissing a little wilder than on the terrace,
dear." This was only the second time in her life that she kissed another
woman, but there was no denial: It made her horny beyond description, and
even more so, when Alexander and Sully started caressing her body while
they freed her from her clothes.  Victoria's kisses kept raising her
passion, but when she felt Sully's hands on her breasts and nipples, while
Alexander's right hand had crossed her belly and reached her dripping
pussy, she sure was ready.

   "Oh, my God," she panted.  "Will somebody please fuck me or lick me, I
can't stand this any more.  Please, fuck me, right now."

   "Of course,"said Alexander.  "Do you want the honour, Sully?  Victoria
and I will help you bring her to entirely new hights." Alexander threw his
arms around his wife to be, and kissed her with all his passion.  "Oh, my
love, you can't even imagine how happy I am that we are getting married. 
You are the most beautiful and sexy girl I know, and I'm sure we shall be
happy." Alyssia sighed as Alexander picked her up in his arms and carried
her to the big bed, while Sully and Victoria undressed.

   She folded her hands behind her head, making her breasts stand up
proudly, then she bent her knees and opened her quivering thighs.  Her eyes
sparkled as she smiled to her three lovers.  "Can't I be just lazy, and
enjoy what you are going to do to me?"

   "My dear girl", said Victoria.  "There are so many new things going to
happen to you today.  We're not going to leave you until you are exhausted,
so I think it's perfect, that you want to be lazy.  Save all the energy
you've got."

   She waved a little sign to Sully and Alexander, that she wanted them to
stand by for a while, and slowly she lowered her lucious lips towards
Alyssia's pretty, trimmed pussy.  She had let her long, soft, grey hair
down, and while she blew a thin stream of hot breath on Alyssia's clit, she
let her hair tickle the young, slender thighs and belly.  When finally
Victoria started nibbling her vulva and her clit, Alyssia let out a deep
sigh of excitement, and only a minute later, while she opened her eyes to
look at Alexander and Sully, she exploded in an exquisite orgasm, a kind
she had never felt.

   "Oh, my God, this is so wonderful.  Victoria, it's divine.  But now,
please, will one of you fuck me?"

   While Alexander and Victoria lay down on each side of her, Alyssia
opened her legs to receive Sully between them.  When she felt his cock
prodding for the opening of her pussy, she didn't have time to let him find
his way.  She reached down and grabbed his cock, feeling it's lovely
thickness, and guided it in.  God, how he felt different.  It was only the
second man to enter her body, and he was all over different.  While
Alexander was all muscle, covered with soft, lovely skin, Sully was all
sinews and muscle, hard, exciting, and the cock in her pussy was short and
very fat.  The newness was intoxicating, and feeling Alexander and Victoria
press their bodies against her sides made her feel naughty beyond belief.
Sully's insistent fucking soon brought her to the brink of another orgasm.
That was just the signals they were waiting for.  Alexander and Victoria
started nippling and biting her nipples, while their hands were caressing
her belly, her thighs, her neck and her throath.  With a loud wail she was
thrown into a searing orgasm.  For more than a minute her pussy was
spasming round Sully's fat cock, which never stopped it's insistent
movement inside her.

   When she slowly returned from her glorious come, she opened her eyes and
looked at the three of them.  Sully had stopped fucking her, resting on his
stretched arms, while Victoria and Alexander were smiling happily at her.
Her bent legs flopped down on the mattress as her wonderous satisfaction
spread like a warm glow all through her body.

   "I really cannot imagine lovemaking to be better", she whispered.  "Tell
me it's not a dream.  It is true, isn't it, that I'm looking at the man I
love while his grandfather's delicious cock is still in me?  Are you sure
nobody will come and yell for all these naughty people to get out?"

   Alexander leaned over her and kissed her gently.  "True, my love.  It's
all true and lovely, and nobody is going to stop us.  What can I do to show
you?"

   "You could make love to Victoria while Sully and I look at you."

   "You'd really like to watch him fuck his old grandmother, would you?"
Victoria's eyes were gleaming with joy.

   "Oh, that would be so lovely.  You aroused me so much with your kisses,
that it must be even better for Alexander to bury that lovely cock in you.
Bring it up here to my mouth, and I'll make it ready."

   While Alexander moved round on the bed Sully started to withdraw from
Alyssia.

   "Oh, no, Sully.  You stay where you are.  I'm not letting go of you
yet."

   A few minutes of sucking brought Alexander's cock to full measure, and
Alyssia pushed him towards Victoria.  While Alexander embraced his
grandmother and slid into her dripping pussy, Alyssia rolled over without
letting go of Sully, so she could ride him, slowly and excitingly,
savouring every millimetre of his fat cock and sinewy body, while she
watched with wide open eyes how her fianc made Victoria groan and pant. 
She stretched out her right arm so she could gently touch Victoria's
breast, slide her hand down to feel how Alexander's cock disappeared into
her sopping cunt, and let a finger diddle her hard, little clit.  All the
time she fucked herself to a hight of extacy on Sully.  When she felt her
third orgasm approaching, she leaned down, pressing her beautiful breasts
against his wiry body, and began kissing the moaning Victoria.

   This was just the kick that was needed.  Within a minute they came, one
after the other, the second starting before the first was finished.  The
whole bedroom reverberated from their screams and moans, and it seemed like
going on forever.

   Finally they disengaged.  Never had Alyssia felt so utterly satisfied,
so loved and at the same time so naughty.  She rolled over and threw her
arms round Alexander and kissed him lovingly.

   "My darling, I think we should get married as soon as possible.  How
about tomorrow?"







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