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Subject: {ASSM} "The Lottery" - Part 11  (mf, oral, mast, con, non-con)
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DISCLAIMER:

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Any reposting or reproduction is strictly prohibited without the express
written permission of the author.  (C)2001 By: Dark Vision.

The contents of this story are fictitious.  Any similarity to persons
alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sex, including sex between family
members.  It is intended for adults only.  If you are offended by
material of this nature, are under the legal age in your location to
read this material, or it is illegal for you to possess this material,
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The author may be contacted at Darkvision29@hotmail.com

"The Lottery" - Part 11  (mf, oral, mast, con, non-con)
By: Dark Vision
With thanks to Alex.


Jack woke up at six o'clock and climbed out of the cabin.  He stretched
and walked to the back of the boat to relieve himself.  With his morning
duties out of the way, he flipped the battery switch to the number one
battery and went forward to the helmsman position.  He turned on the
blower and waited a few minutes for the bilge to clear of any fumes.  He
then turned on the radar and while it warmed up he turned on the rest of
the electronics.  The screen of the radar was clear, indicating no
adverse weather conditions.  Jack turned the key and the engine cranked
then came to life.  He revved the cold engine, watching the gages on the
dash.  The boat sat idling while Jack removed the foul weather curtains
and stored them away.

Tom was the next one to exit the cabin, rubbing his eyes.  He walked to
the back of the boat to talk with Jack.  He chatted with his cousin as
he stood against the side peeing into the water.

"Are the girls up yet?"  Jack asked.

"Yes" he replied, "They said they would be out in a few minutes."

Kim and Sally straightened the cabin, putting away the sleeping bags and
other things that were strewn about.  They went outside and greeted
their brothers, commenting on how they had slept.  The teens milled
around the deck, looking at the steep walls of rock and tall trees that
had provided a sanctuary during the storm.  The tops of the trees were
perfectly still, indicating a lack of any wind.  The smooth water of the
small cove reflected an image of the boat in the morning light.

Sally walked up to Tom and whispered into his ear, "You owe me one."
Tom, his face turning red, smiled nervously and nodded.

Telling Tom to pull the anchor, Jack jumped into his seat ready to head
for home.  The anchor stored, Jack eased the boat out of the cove into
the lake.  The water was cloudy from the storm.  Jack pushed the
throttle forward and started the journey back to the beach house.
Pushing the buttons on the GPS for their temporary homeport, he saw that
they were thirty-five miles away.  With the lake as flat as it was he
felt that they could be back in about two hours.

The radio barked out the name of his boat, and Jack responded to the
call.  It was his dad checking to be sure they had survived the storm.
Jack told him that all was ok and gave him their ETA.

Kim and Sally went to the back of the boat and stood in the cool morning
air.  The wind pressed their thin nylon suits against their bodies.
Their nipples were visible, the brisk temperature caused them to stand
erect.  The girls talked about the night and the things that had
happened with their brothers.  Sally told Kim about her first experience
with oral sex and the taste of Tom's cum.

Kim asked Sally, "Do you think you would go all the way with him?"

"I don't know, the messing around we have done so far has been fun, but
to really do it..."

Kim told Sally that she was also confused and didn't really know where
all of this activity was leading.  They agreed that it might just be the
vacation and the opportunities that had presented themselves.

Sally said, "In a few weeks we will be back in school and things are
sure to be different."  Kim nodded and turned her attention to the lake,
watching the shoreline zip by.

Jack and Tom also talked about the night's adventures and the contact
with their sisters.  Tom asked Jack, "Do you think you would fuck her?"

"Who?"  Jack asked.

"Kim"

"Are you nuts, she is my little sister!"  Jack seemed aggravated with
Tom's questions.  "Besides what if I knocked her up?  Or if Sally got
pregnant?"

Tom told Jack that he hadn't really thought about it.  He just couldn't
help thinking about the girls and the things the four of them had done
in the past weeks.

"Our dads would beat the crap out of us and we would be grounded for
years if they knew what we have done let alone anything more."  Jack
said.

"I know, but I get a hard-on thinking about it," Tom replied.

Jack told Tom that they would be the laughing stock of their new school
if any of the guys there ever found out.  Jack changed the subject and
the boys talked about what they were going to do for the last few days
of the vacation.

"I would sure like to take our dads out fishing, now that we know how to
catch these big fish," Tom said.  Jack agreed and told his cousin that
they should talk to them about it when they get back.

Jack told the girls he could see the house.  Kim and Sally came up to
the front and stood with their brothers.  The pier was in sight, and the
kids could see their parents standing at the end of it, waiting for
them.  The two girls returned to the rear of the boat.  They stretched
over the side and waved at their parents.  The four adults waved at the
approaching boat, feeling relived that their children had returned
safely.

Jack eased the boat into the slip and Don and Marc helped tie it up.
The girls climbed out onto the dock and their mothers immediately hugged
them.

"We are so glad you are home safe!"  Marge told the girls.

"We worried all night."  Anne added.

The boys talked with their fathers as they pulled the fish out and put
them into the cooler that was on the dock.  Jack and Tom each grabbed a
handle and carried the heavy load up the hill to the beach house.

Anne said, "I'll bet you kids are starved.  What do you want for
breakfast?  They told the women it didn't matter, they were so hungry
they could eat anything.

Marge and Anne went into the kitchen to fix the morning meal, while the
boys and their dads took the fish to the cleaning hut.

Kim and Sally went upstairs to clean up, taking quick showers and
changing into clean clothes.

The two families gathered on the porch and sat down to eat.  Kim and
Sally talked endlessly between their mouthfuls of food, going on about
how Jack and Tom had been so brave and quick thinking.  They told their
parents about the large waves and wind, and how Jack had found the cove
and Tom had gotten the boat there safely.

Don and Marc swelled with pride hearing about their son's bravery.
Marge and Anne's eyes filled with tears as they realized that their
children were growing up.  Their sons were crossing the threshold of
manhood, and the little girls they have cherished, were on the verge of
becoming women.

The families sat and talked about the last few days of this trip and
what they were going to do.  Jack and Tom told their dads they would
like to take them fishing.  Marc and Don agreed to go in the morning and
then they could load the boat for the trip home.  The girls said that
they wanted to work on their tans and maybe do a little shopping with
their moms.  Marge and Anne thought it would be fun to spend the day
with their daughters.  They decided that tomorrow night they would go to
a nice restaurant for dinner.

For the rest of the day everyone just laid around the house and got some
much needed rest.  Jack and Tom took the boat to the gas dock to fill
the near empty tanks.  Don and Marc went and played nine holes of golf.
The women cleaned the house.

Kim and Sally were in their room talking about the adventure they had
experienced.  Kim looked at the bed and suddenly stopped talking.

"What's wrong?"  Sally asked.  Kim pointed at the bed with the look of
fear covering her face.

"Oh no!"  Sally cried.  The two young teens stared at the bed, freshly
made.

"Do you think they saw the blood?"  Kim asked.

"I don't know how they could have missed it," Sally replied.  For the
rest of the day the girls tried to avoid contact with their moms.

The day passed quickly, and soon it was time for dinner.  Don cooked
burgers on the grill and everyone ate and watched the sun set.  It was
about nine o'clock when Tom and Jack said they were going to turn in.
Shortly after, the girls went to their room and went to bed.

The next thing the girls knew, their moms were jumping on their bed and
telling the girls to get up.  Anne and Marge were laughing and bouncing
around like a couple of little kids.  The girls pulled the covers over
their heads trying to escape the two women, who had obviously gone
crazy.  Anne gripped the blankets and jerked them off the teens,
revealing two topless, panty clad girls.  Ignoring their state of
undress they told their daughters to get dressed so they could go
shopping.  Kim and Sally sat up and said they would be ready in a little
while.

"What's it like outside?"  Sally asked.

"It is just gorgeous!"  Marge told her niece.

Kim asked, "What are we going to do this morning?"

"Anything you two want to," Marge replied.  The moms left telling the
girls to get going.

Kim and Sally took showers and dressed in shorts and tank tops, fixed
their hair and went down stairs.  They sat at the table while the two
women fixed them breakfast.

"Why are you two being so silly?"  Kim asked.

"Silly?"  Marge said, "Who is being silly?"  With that she gave Anne a
pat on the butt, skipped over to Kim and planted a kiss on her lips.
The girls laughed at their mother's silliness and ate the cereal and
juice in front of them.

Jack, Tom, and their dads had left at six and were fishing a spot that
had been productive earlier in the vacation.  The boys showed their dads
how to set the lines and watch the rods.  They hadn't trolled for twenty
minutes when one of the rods went off and Jack grabbed it and handed it
to his uncle.  Marc fought the fish and Tom netted it after a good
fight.  Soon another fish was on and Don landed this one.  After
resetting the rods the four guys stood waiting for the next one.  Don
and Marc told the boys how proud they were of them and thanked them for
taking such good care of their sisters.

Back at the house, the girls sat on the porch and waited for their
mothers to come and join them.  "Do you think they will say anything
about the sheets?"  Sally asked Kim.

Kim shrugged her shoulders and said, "They sure are acting strange."

The girls talked and their moms came out and sat with them.  The four
talked, trying to agree on an activity.  It was determined that they
could go shopping anytime and it would be a shame to waste such a nice
day inside.  They all went into the house to change into bathing suits
for a walk on the beach and some sunbathing.

As the two girls bounded up the stairs, Anne called to them, "Wear your
new ones girls."

Sally and Kim changed into the skimpy suits their moms had purchased for
them, and put on short wrap around skirts.  They went down stairs and
found their mothers in the same outfits, although they also had
unbuttoned shirts on.  The four of them left the house and walked down
to the beach.  Looking in the direction of their secluded sunbathing
spot, they saw other people walking in the sand.

Anne and Marge removed their shirts, and the four women walked along the
waters edge, their tiny tops only covering the areola and nipples,
allowing a view of most of their breasts.  As they walked along, they
passed a couple of teenage boys, about the same age as the girls.  They
had trouble not staring at the women as they passed with in a couple of
feet of them.  After they had passed, Kim removed her skirt and put it
into the bag she carried, glancing over her shoulder.  She saw the boys
stopped and watching her and her companions walk away.

Kim told her mom and her aunt and cousin overheard her.  Sally was next
to remove her skirt.  The two teen's firm butts were on display for
anyone to see.

Anne said, "I wonder how these suits will hold up in the water?"

Marge replied, "There's only one way to find out."  The two adults
removed their skirts and the mothers and daughters walked into the lake.

They swam and splashed around for a while and decided to continue their
walk.  Coming out of the water, Kim spotted the teenage boys walking
back in their direction.  No one paid any attention to them as the
mother and daughter teams walked slowly in the wet sand along the waters
edge.

Kim whispered onto Sally's ear, "Those boys are following us."

Sally nodded, letting Kim know that she was aware of their presence.
The girls could feel the thin strap, that ran between their legs,
massage them as they walked.  Kim, feeling very sexy, surprised her
mother and aunt by turning around, walking back to the boys and kissing
one of them.  She quickly jogged back to her group and continued along.

"Kim, you are terrible," her mother said, "why did you do that to that
poor boy?"  Kim just smiled and told her mother that she just felt like
teasing him.

The women found a spot, spread their towels out, and reclined in the
warm noonday sun.  Kim saw the young boys walking slowly past them.  She
rose up, placing her hands behind her to provide support and watched the
two as they looked at the scantly clad females.  She smiled at the boys
and asked where they were from.  The teens said they lived in town and
often came to the beach.  They chatted for a few minutes then the boys
walked off.

"I'll bet they come back," Anne said.  They all laughed and Kim returned
to the same position and the rest of the women.  Just as Anne had
predicted, the boys walked back by the nearly nude women.

After about an hour in the sun, they got up and headed back towards the
beach house.  The few people that shared the beach with them turned and
watched as they walked by.  Kim and Sally walked a few feet in front of
their moms talking about the reaction of the two boys they had
encountered.

"It was exciting, watching those boys," Kim said, I'll bet we made them
hard!"

Sally giggled and said, "you're right, I was getting a little turned on
watching them look at us."  The girls continued to chatter, as they
maintained the gap between their mothers.

Anne and Marge also talked as they watched their fourteen-year-old
daughters.  They looked at the girl's narrow waists and flared hips were
developing a sway as they walked.  "What are we going to do with those
two?"  Marge asked her sister-in-law.

"I don't know, they seem to be growing up so fast," Anne said, "They
will be fifteen soon and this is their first year of high school.  I
hope they like the new school, and are able to meet new friends.  It is
so hard to leave everything behind and move."

Marge agreed and added, "Do you think the boys will find that school
fun?"

"I am not sure," Anne said, "Their fathers insisted on the private
academy, they felt the kids would get a better education there, and find
other kids that have the same interests."

Marge went on to say that Jack had mentioned that the school didn't have
a football team, but lacrosse and soccer teams.

"I know," Anne replied.  "Don said that may a drawback because the boys
enjoy football.  I still remember the fun we had on game nights."

"Well I can remember that the girls all hung around the football
players, hoping to get a date with one.  Maybe the girls at the new
school are the same way about lacrosse and soccer players."  Marge
said.  The two women continued to talk about the upcoming school year as
they neared the beach house.

It was about three-thirty when the four women got back to the large
porch.  Turning to the girls, Anne said, "Want to get in the hot tub for
awhile?"

They agreed and walked over to large tub.  Marge flipped on the switch
that started the water swirling, creating white foam on its surface.
The teens started to climb into the turbulent water, but Anne stopped
them.  Removing the top of her suit, she told the girls that the
chemicals in the tub would ruin their new suits.

Their moms, now nude, stepped into the water and sank below its frothing
surface.  Kim and Sally glanced at each other and removed the tiny
suits, joining their moms.  The girls lounged in the tub, letting the
warm water lap at their bodies.  Kim said, "You know, we have been here
for over three weeks and this is only the second time I have been in
here!"

Marge and Anne watched their daughters.  Kim slid next to Sally and
whispered something in her ear.  Kim moved back to her original spot,
and Sally adjusted her position.  Her mom and aunt saw a smile come
across her face and her eyes widen.

"You found one!" her mother said.

"What?"  Sally replied to Anne.

"One of the water jets," Anne said smiling.

Sally had indeed found one of the jets her cousin had told her about,
she sat in just the right position, allowing the pulsating water to
massage her vagina.

"Now we each have one," Marge laughed.

The four women relaxed in the tub, allowing the water to gently
masturbate them.  It wasn't the type of stimulation that would bring an
earth shattering orgasm, rather a steady pressure that kept them on the
edge of sexual awareness.  Watching their mothers, the girls soon
discovered that by moving their bottoms in just the right way, they
could control where the stream of water struck them.  The four of them
sat in silent meditation, their minds a thousand miles away.

The mood was shattered as a deep male voice said, "Hi!  What are you
guys up to?"

Marc had startled them.  They all opened their eyes to see the four male
members of the group standing on the porch, having returned from their
fishing trip.

"Dad!"  Sally exclaimed, "Go away, we are naked!"

The two fathers laughed and the younger boys smiled.  Kim and Sally were
sitting so only their heads were exposed, their mothers on the other
hand, sat a bit higher and the tops of their breasts could be seen
briefly as the foamy water swirled causing the bubbles to dissipate
momentarily only to conceal them again.

"That's fine honey," Marc quipped, "We're hungry!  Let's get going."
With that the men disappeared around the side of the house, taking their
catch to be cleaned.

As they rounded the corner, Don added, "And dress nice."

With their fathers and brothers out of view the young girls scrambled
out of the water and quickly concealed their nude bodies with towels,
wrapping them around their backs and tucking the end between their
breasts.  Marge and Anne exited with far less urgency, causally drying
themselves before wrapping their towels around them and securing them in
the same manor as their daughters.

"I am so embarrassed."  Kim said.  The two adult women assured the girls
that the men were unable to see them and not to worry.

Kim and Sally gathered their things and went up to their room.  They
talked about their dads and brothers surprising them.  They also talked
about the water jets and how they had turned the girls on.  The teens
moved slowly around the room, getting ready for the evening with the
entire family.  They showered, touched up the neat trim of their pubic
area, and removed any unwanted hair with their razors.  Like in the
past, each girl helped the other in shaving the area they could feel,
but not see.  They used blow dryers to shape their hair and applied a
minimal amount of make-up.  Their parents did not allow them to use too
much of the stuff, limiting them to a little eyeliner and mascara.

In the bedroom, Kim went to her dresser and selected a very sheer bra
and panty outfit.  The yellow bra was made of a very thin silky material
and was almost transparent.  Kim put her arms through the thin straps
and hooked the clasp between her breasts.  She adjusted the small thin
cups that crossed the top of each firm breast just above the darker
areola, and then dove down to the string like band that joined the two
halves.  Even though the garment was very delicate, it did push Kim's
breasts up, creating cleavage.  The thong panties were equally sheer,
and after steeping into them and pulling them into place, Kim could
clearly make out the thin strip of pubic hair that adorned her pubic
mound.  She turned, and looking over her shoulder in the full-length
mirror, positioned the thin band of material that left the lacy
waistband and disappeared between the cheeks of her firm ass.

Sally nodded in approval at her cousin's choice of lingerie.  She
selected a light blue push-up bra that was very lightly padded and
offered some unnecessary support for her slightly larger breasts.
Sally's bra also closed in the front and had slightly wider shoulder
straps.  Her matching thong panties completed the sexy ensemble.

The girls retrieved the one-piece shorts outfits they had purchased on
one of their shopping adventures.  Sally stepped into the powder blue
outfit and pulled it up over her hips, putting her arms through the
holes of the sleeveless suit.  She pulled up on the small tab of the
zipper; the form fitting knit material hugged her trim body, accenting
her in all the right places.

Kim put the yellow matching suit on and zipped it up, leaving a gap in
the front that allowed the top of her breasts to show slightly.  She
examined herself in the mirror; she noticed the lack of a panty line,
giving the impression that she was nude beneath the garment.  A slim
valley formed between her butt cheeks, defining the firm flesh of her
bottom.

Satisfied that they were done, the girls went downstairs the find their
parents.  The teens went out onto the porch in search of their
families.  The guys were sitting in the chairs that lined the long
porch, dressed in cotton slacks and pull over shirts that had two or
three buttons forming a V opening and collars.  The fathers let out low
wolf whistles as they saw their young daughters appear.

"Stop that Dad!"  Sally told her father, "Where are our moms?"

"Still dressing" Don answered.

The two brothers looked over their younger sisters, unable to believe
they could look so hot.  Over the past three weeks, the boys had seen
them in the smallest swimsuits they could imagine and completely nude.
They had played harmless little sex games and even came at the hands of
the girls, but now, standing before them were the sexiest girls they had
ever seen.  For a moment the boys forgot that they were their sisters
and saw them in a completely different light.

The mood was broken when Don said, "Go and hurry them up, we are
starved."  Kim and Sally, conscious of their brother's stares, went in
to find their moms.

Sally went to her parent's room and called out to Kim, "They're in here
Kim."

Kim went into her aunt and uncle's room and found her mom and aunt, both
dressed like her and Sally.  Their mothers were just finishing their
make-up and were ready to go.

When the four women stepped out onto the porch, the men stood and
starred in awe.  Their eyes darted from one of the women to the other,
trying to absorb the sight.

Marge finally said, "Ok guys, close your mouths and let's go."  Everyone
laughed and the eight family members went through the house to the cars.

"Do you think we can all fit into one vehicle?"  Don posed the question
to no one in particular.

"Sure," Tom said, "Jack and I will ride in the back of the Suburban."
The men got into the front seat, the four women in the backseat and Jack
and his cousin into the compartment to the rear.  Don started the engine
and they left for dinner.

The restaurant was in the clubhouse of one of the golf courses the men
had played two weeks ago.  The dining room was on the second floor, with
large windows over looking the eighteenth green.  The host seated the
group at a table that afforded an unobstructed view.  Having no interest
in the game of golf, the boys opted for the seats that put their backs
to the windows.  They were far more interested in looking at the four
women that sat before them.

Their server, a girl about eighteen of nineteen, dressed in a short
black uniform, distributed menus to each of them.  Tom and Jack glanced
at the scoop neckline of her white blouse, revealing the tops of her
more than ample breasts.  When she leaned to hand Tom his list of fare,
the material fell away slightly providing a view of her white lacy bra.
Don noticed the boys, and told them to stop staring, after the girl had
left.  Jack and Tom's faces reddened, and their sisters giggled.

They made their selections and placed their orders with the server.  The
dinner came in waves, starting with soup, followed by salad and the
entr e.  The family dined; talking about the wonderful vacation they
were experiencing, and about their next adventure.  They thought that
maybe they get away during winter break and go skiing, or to someplace
warm.  Anne and Marge indicated that it would depend on the kid's
performance in school.

While they ate, Kim and Sally became aware of the men in the dining
room.  Eyes were constantly being directed towards the four women at the
table.  Kim glanced down at her cousin, seated beside her.  The short
outfit had ridden up her leg, exposing most of her thigh.  She noticed
the same thing on her aunt on the other side of her.  Kim leaned close
to Sally and told her about their condition.  Sally looked and confirmed
her cousin's observation.

They were waiting for desert when Sally asked Kim to go with her to the
bathroom.  The teens excused themselves, stood up adjusting the bottom
of their garments, and walked away from the table.  As the girls crossed
the span to the restrooms, their brothers, as well as most of the other
men in the dining room, found it difficult to divert their stares.  The
firm flesh of the girls apparently panty less rear-ends, swiveled with
each step they took.  The girls, knowing the effect they were having on
the establishment's male cliental, deliberately accented their
movements.  Marge and Anne quickly got up and followed the girls to the
restroom, having seen what the teens were up to.

The two adults stood next to their daughters as Kim and Sally primped in
front of the mirror.  Anne spoke sternly, "Now you two stop that
immediately, you looked like a couple of little sluts coming in here!"

Marge added, "Is that how you want guys to think of you girls?"

Kim and Sally stood next to their mothers looking down at the sandals
they wore.  "No, I guess not," Sally said meekly, and then added, "What
about today on the beach?"

"There is a time and place for everything," Marge said, "The beach is a
place you expect to see people barely dressed and acting sexy, in a
restaurant or a place like a mall it is inappropriate."  The girls
listened as their mothers finished their lecture on the virtues of a
girl's behavior, and left with them to return to the table after
receiving reassuring hugs.

Don quietly asked his wife if everything was ok.  Marge assured him it
was under control and she would talk to him later.

Having completed their meal, they sat and talked.  Don ordered after
dinner drinks for the adults.  The four children asked if they could go
outside and look around.  Their parents said ok, that they would be
ready to leave shortly.  The four teens got up from the table and headed
for the exit, Marge and Anne watched as their daughters walked away,
like young ladies.

Tom and Don quizzed their spouses about the reason they followed the
girls.  The mom's explained what they had seen and the talk they gave
the girls in the restroom.

"Oh to be fifteen again," Don said, Marc nodding in agreement.

"They are only fourteen," Marge reminded them.

"So shoot me for a couple of months," Marc said.  The women realized
that Marc was right, that Sally would be fifteen in a couple of weeks
and Kim a month later.

The four finished their drinks and ordered coffee.  They talked quietly
about their children and the future for the kids.  Marge and Anne
informed their husbands about some of the things they had discovered
about the girls, leaving out details about their mutual activities.  It
was an hour later when Don paid the bill and they went to find their
children.

"I think I know how to handle this," Don said as they stepped out into
the darkening evening.  "You guys just follow my lead tonight, and we
may be able to resolve a lot."  Even though the other three adults had
no idea what he had in mind, Don had always been the leader of their
group and had never steered them wrong.

They found the four teenagers watching a flock of geese that were
gathered around a small pond.  They told them it was time to leave, and
the group went to the large Suburban and took the seats they had sat in
earlier.  Very little was said on he short ride home.  Along the way,
Don stopped at a store and went inside.  He returned carrying a large
brown paper bag that hid his purchase.

When they turned onto the road to the beach house, Don said, "Tonight we
are going to have a family campfire."

When he had parked the car, Don asked Marge to get a couple of blankets
and they made their way down the hill to the small area near the beach
that, days earlier the teen's had watched their parents engage in the
strange sexual behavior.  Don and Marc placed the wood the owner had
provided into the fire ring and squirted charcoal lighter on it.  Marc
tossed a match into the pile and the flames shot up, casting an orange
glow over the sandy area.

The moms and the girls spread the blankets on the ground so that they
could all see the lake.  The boys gathered some of the small logs and
stacked them near the fire so it would be easy to add to it.  While
arranging the blankets Kim told her mother she was sorry for her
behavior at the restaurant, Sally also apologized.  The older women told
them to forget about it, but not to repeat it.  Kim and Sally agreed and
sat on one of the blankets, removing their sandals.  The night was warm
and the stars and quarter moon illuminated the beach.

Marge and Anne sat on the other blanket, forcing the boys to join their
sisters.

Don and Marc were at the wooden picnic table, the kids could not see
what they were doing.  Don retrieved a bottle of red wine from the bag
and a stack of plastic cups.  He removed the cork from the bottle and
began to pour the dull red liquid into the cups.  He filled four of the
cups a little more than half way, and filled the others to capacity.
Don and Marc carried the cups over to the blankets and handed one to
each of the teens.  They returned to the table and picked up the full
cups handing one to each of their wives.

The four teenagers stared into the cups at the wine.  Their parents had
never before given them alcohol.

Don raised his cup and said, "I would like to propose a toast to a great
vacation and wonderful family."

Everyone raised their cups and said something short and appropriate.
The kids put the cups to their lips and drank some of the wine.  They
could taste the tartness of the drink and feel the warmth as they
swallowed.  The adults drank slowly as the children were quick to empty
their cups of the forbidden substance.

Don noticed their empty containers, went to the table, and opened
another bottle.  He went to each teen and asked if they would like a
little more.  Each one presented their empty cup for a refill.  Again
Don filled each cup half way.  He told the teens to slow down and enjoy
it.

The combination of the fire and the wine warmed the group.  They sat
quietly, mesmerized by the dancing flames in front of them.  Each of
their minds replayed the events of the past four weeks.  Tonight was the
second to last night they would be here, tomorrow would be spent, for
the most part, preparing for the trip home.  Sally and Kim spoke to each
other softly, so only they could make out what was being said.  Kim told
Sally to look up the hill, pointing with her eyes.  Sally glanced and
took a deep breath as she realized that the hiding place they had used
to spy on their parents was in plain view.

Don again was the one to speak, breaking the little side conversations
that the others were carrying on.  "Well," he said, "Is anyone up for a
little late night swim?"

Marge and Anne looked at him in disbelief.  They felt they knew what was
coming next and were not sure if it was a very good idea.  Nonetheless,
they agreed with Don, remembering his earlier statement.

Kim and Sally stood quickly as did Tom and Jack.  They felt the effect
of the wine they had been drinking and were a little dizzy.  Regaining
her bearings, Kim said, "That sounds fun lets go get out suits on."

Don undid the buckle of his belt, unfastened the button of his pants,
and lowered the zipper.  As his pants slid down his legs, the kids stood
and stared.  Marge was next to open the front of her outfit and pealed
it down over her hips.  She stood in her bra and panties as Marc and
Anne followed suit.  Soon the four parents were nude and headed to the
lake.

Kim and Sally looked at each other, remembering the day on the boat, and
then quickly shed their clothing.  The boys were a bit more hesitant,
but neither wanted to be the odd man out and also stripped.

The teens followed their parents into the cool water of the lake.  The
girls and their brothers waded past the knee-deep water the adults had
stopped in until they were waist deep.  Kim and Sally stood, watching
their parents frolic in the small waves, their arms folded over their
breasts.  The moms and dads made their way over to their children and
splashed water at them.  Soon the teens relaxed a little and joined the
fun.  They were splashing and diving into the water to escape their foe.

After about thirty minutes of the games, Don said, "I'm going back to
the fire."  With that, he began to walk towards shore.  Marge, Anne, and
Marc followed as the teens watched their naked parents exit the water.

Jack said, "I guess we should go too."

The four of them walked back to the blankets and fire.  They saw their
parents sitting on their blanket, joking, and laughing.  Feeling very
self-conscious, the kids thought they might be the source of their
amusement.

Kim realized that there were no towels to dry off with.  She sat on the
blanket, pulled her knees up tightly to her bare chest, and wrapped her
arms around them.  Sally sat next to Kim and matched her cousin's
position.  The boys also returned to their spot on he blanket, fidgeting
to find a way to sit that would mask their nudity.

Marc was putting more wood on the fire, causing it to get larger.  The
now roaring fire provided more heat, but also more light.  While Marc
was poking at the fire with a long stick, trying to arrange the logs,
Don went to the table and picked up another bottle of wine.  He removed
the cork and walked towards the four very embarrassed teens as they sat
quietly on the covered sand.  "Would you like a little more wine?" he
asked Kim.

"Sure," she replied, carefully removing one arm and picking up her empty
cup.

She could see her father's penis and balls, hanging limply between his
legs.  In her mind she compared her father to her brother, noting his
was thicker and a bit longer.  As Don moved among the kids, pouring a
small amount of wine into each cup, Kim continued to watch.  She looked
around at the others; she noted that Sally was watching her dad and then
her uncle.

The boys were staring across the fire at the two adult women.  Looking
quite comfortable, their mothers made no attempt to cover their naked
bodies.  Jack looked at his mom's ample breasts and the large extended
nipples.  He felt his penis growing again, having been hard most of the
time in the lake.  His eyes traveled down to her vagina.  She was
sitting with her heels dug into the sand about a shoulders width apart,
her knees parted, providing her son with a clear view of her hairless
crotch.  The fire cast an orange glow over his mother, highlighting the
protrusion of her clitoris, between the puffy lips of her vagina.

Each of the cousins looked and studied the adults, who sat talking among
themselves as if they were fully dressed.  As the teens watched their
parents, it appeared they didn't know they were present, let alone
nude.  The teens sipped the wine that Don had given them.

Kim and Sally began to talk softly between themselves, their brothers
moving closer to hear what was being said.

"What the hell is happening here?"  Kim said.

The teens didn't have any idea what had come over their parents.  Soon,
warmed by the fire and wine, Kim and Sally began to relax, and moved
around until they were sitting cross-legged, in an Indian position.  As
they talked they let their arms become more animated, no longer trying
to cover themselves.

Tom stretched his legs out in front of him and leaned back on his
rearward-extended arms.  Jack laid on his side, propping his head with
one hand, his semi-erect penis hanging against the top of his thigh.
They had all become somewhat accustom to their nudity and began to
behave like they were dressed.

Don stood up and began to pace between the teens and their parents.  He
shuffled his feet in the sand.  Looking at his children and niece and
nephew, he said, "This is a lesson in human behavior.  You (pointing at
the four youngsters) began this adventure embarrassed and apprehensive
and now you have started to accept the circumstances."  Don went on,
telling them that when their parents were young, sex and nudity was
taboo.  He explained that the kids' grandparents had taught them that
seeing another person's body or having any contact was dirty.  Sex was
only for making children.

The four teens listened carefully to their parent's spokesman.  Don went
on to tell them that whenever they did explore anything sexual, they
felt guilty.

"We decided long ago, when we were first married, that we wouldn't raise
you guys like that.  We also want you to know that the things you are
doing, have done, or will do, have all been done before."

Don kept talking, telling the teens that he and their parents have been
together a long time, having met at about the same age as they are now.
He said that they had gone skinny-dipping and even fooled around with
each other.

"Anne and I were told that it was not proper to see the other's
underwear, even if it wasn't on," he said.  Marc and Marge nodded their
heads in agreement.

"For some unknown reason, it is terrible if you are seen in your bra and
panties," referring to the girls.  "However, you think nothing of
parading around in a bikini that reveals twice as much!"  Kim and Sally
thought about that and had to agree.

Don told the teens that their lives have been changed because of the
money he had won in the lottery.  He said that it was up to them to
handle that change.  He talked about the material things they were now
able to afford, but he said that was not happiness.

Rhetorically, he asked everyone if they were happy before the windfall.
He told them to be sure that they remember that, and realize that a
family can be happy no matter what, if they love and trust each other.
Don explained that now that the girls were starting high school and they
all were going to a new school they must be careful of the traps that
await them.

"The new kids you meet may want you to do things, you may not want to,
in order to be accepted.  Look around you.  Look at each other.  This is
who you are.  No fancy clothes or shiny cars, that's not what makes a
person, it's what you do, not what you have."

Pointing over to the blanket with the adults, he told them about a time
in high school that made him really fall in love with Marge.

The night that Don was telling their kids about, was right after a big
victory over the team from the next town, and their arch rivals.  This
was always the biggest game of the year, and when their team won, there
was a bonfire and all school party at the park.

Marge's mind slipped back to the time she and Anne were fifteen.

                                                         * * * *
They were cheerleaders on the junior varsity squad.  The captain of the
varsity squad was Suzie Armstrong, and was the most popular girl in
school.  Suzie only dated the star football players and allowed a select
group of the other cheerleaders to be in her clique.  Marge and Anne
wanted to be a part of the group and felt they would do just about
anything to get there.  She could remember following Suzie, along with
an entourage of other girls that waited to be invited in to the 'A'
crowd.  To be accepted into this elite group meant dates with the cutest
guys and going to the best parties.

Marge and Anne had begged their brothers, both first string players on
the team, to help them get in.  Don and Marc told the girls that they
didn't want to be part of that group of "stuck-up little bitches."
Marge and Anne persisted and the boys said that they would see what they
could do.

It was October, and the night was cool, but not cold.  The cheerleaders,
still dressed in their uniforms, stayed close to Suzie and the team.  As
the partygoers began to disperse, Suzie made her rounds, handing small
slips of paper to a very select few.  Anne and Marge were shocked when
this tall busty blonde cheerleader pressed one of the cherished
invitations into each of their hands.  Suzie told the girls, "Don't blow
it."  The two girls unfolded the paper and stared at the address, even
though they knew where they were going.

Suzie lived with her parents in a large house on the edge of town, and
often had parties for her friends.  Anyone attending one of these
exclusive functions was the envy of the school.

Marge and Anne walked towards the house, talking about their good luck.
As they turned a corner that would lead them to Suzie's house, two other
members of the junior squad joined them.  The four girls bounced and
giggled as they approached the two-story colonial that sat on top of a
hill.  Starting up the drive, the four girls realized that they were the
only members of the underclass cheerleading squad that had received an
invitation.

The four young girls entered the house and were directed to the large
finished walkout basement.  Reaching the bottom of the stairs, they
could see most of the players and the other cheerleaders.  The JV
squad's uniform displayed the school colors in the reverse of the older
girls.  Marge and her friends wore short red skirts with alternate white
strips, hidden within the three inch pleats, showing only when they spun
around, causing the skirts to flair out.  The top half of the outfit was
a red sweater with white lettering.

The four became separated among the fifteen or twenty partiers.  Marge
and Anne searched for their brothers, locating them near two sliding
glass doors that led to the back yard.  As they made their way to the
boys, someone handed each of them a large plastic cup filled with beer.
They accepted the offering, commenting to each other on the punishment
that they would receive if they went home drunk.

Anne and Marge walked up to the boys, who acknowledged their presence,
but a bit cold, not wanting the others to see them fraternizing with
their sisters.  The girls tried to join the conversation, only to be
ignored.  As they walked away, feeling hurt by the two boys that they
adored so much, Suzie came up to them and told them she was glad they
decided to come.  Their hostess had changed into tight jeans and an
equally tight sweater.  The white sweater was very thin and made Suzie's
breasts seem larger than they really were.  Several of the buttons were
undone, showing a great deal of cleavage.

The two girls that Marge and Anne had arrived with were talking with
several members of the varsity squad.  They were speaking very low and
changed the subject when Anne and Marge walked up to them.  The older
girls said hi and went off to another part of the room leaving the four
alone.  Then Marge and Anne sipped the cups of amber liquid they had
received earlier; the other two girls said they had refilled their cups
a few times.

The party was about two hours old.  Marge and Anne could see that some
of the group started to show signs of being a bit drunk, and had thinned
out, leaving about fourteen players and half as many girls.  Suzie
turned down the loud music and announced it was time to show the guys
how grateful they were for the victory.  The two newcomers watched as
the football players moved to one side of the room, opening a large area
in front of the glass doors.  Two of the remaining varsity cheerleaders,
and Susie walked to the open area and started to do some simple cheers.

After a couple of the short routines, the four younger girls were
invited to join.  Marge and Anne got into the line along with their
classmates and tried to copy the actions of the older girls.  Their
leader, Suzie, called for a cartwheel, and all of the girls extended
their arms over their heads and rolled over, their legs strait in the
air.  The boys clapped and cheered as they watched the girls in their
brief inverted position.  Marge was the first to notice why the boys
were so vocal.  The older girls had removed their panties and were
exposing themselves to the boys.  Upright again Marge told Anne what she
had witnessed.  The next cheer involved a rapid spin, causing the
pleated skirts to flair, again exposing the girls.  Anne saw the naked
flesh of the older girls and looked at Marge, indicating she had no
desire to participate.

The show stopped and Suzie walked up the four new girls and asked if
they wanted to be part of the group.  Marge and Anne said that they
couldn't do that in front of all of the boys, the other two girls
nodded.  Suzie explained, that if they wanted to be part of the group,
they had to join in, and it may be their only chance.

The group of girls broke up, the older girls milled around with the boys
the younger girls discussed their options.  Marge and Anne simply
refused while their two friends said it was harmless and they wanted to
be included with the older girls so bad that they might just do it.  The
four parted.  Marge and Anne watched as the other two went to the room
with the beer and refilled their cups.  The two teens drank, non-stop,
until their cups were empty and refilled them again.  They set the
plastic cups down, and reached under their short skirts and removed
their cheer panties and underwear.  Picking up the full beers, they
found Suzie and the other girls.

Marge and Anne looked on as the group reassembled and began to cheer
again, this time with two new bare bottoms.  The boys were yelling and
encouraging the two new girls as they spun and turned upside down.  The
four exhibitionists huddled then turned and faced their audience.  They
did a short cheer, ending in the splits.  Suzie knelt at the end of the
line, unable to do the splits in her tight jeans, and together the girls
removed their sweaters and bras.

Marge and Anne stood, mouths open, and stared at the display.  Lined up
on the floor were five girls each exposing their breasts to the now
frenzied boys.  The quarterback, and team captain, was the first to make
a move.  He walked up to Suzie, lowering his fly and produced his erect
penis, just inches from the topless teen's face.  She reached out,
wrapping her hand around it and pulled it into her open mouth.  Suzie
pushed her head forward engulfing it and began to move her head forward
and back, making loud sucking sounds.  Immediately, the other boys
started to remove their hardened manhood and present it to an available
mouth.

The older girls accepted the offerings with savage hunger, while Marge
and Anne's two younger friends tried to just stroke the boys, having
realized what they had gotten themselves into.  The boys would have none
of the hand jobs the girls offered and held their heads as they forced
their penises into the girl's virgin mouths.  The two young girls gagged
and choked on the unwelcome flesh, but with tears streaming from the
corners of their eyes, they continued.

The first group of boys reached their climax and pulling back
momentarily, each sent the first stream of hot sticky semen onto the
girl's faces, replacing themselves in the open mouths to complete their
ejaculation.  When the first group had finished, the next wave of
oversexed horny football players stepped up and began to receive their
blow-job from the cum splattered girls.

During the third or fourth group of boys, some for the second time,
Marge and Anne's brothers stepped up to be serviced.  The two disgusted
girls voiced their opposition to the activity they were witnessing and
headed for the stairs to leave.  Suzie called them as they reached the
first step.  The girls turned around to see the girl they had worshiped,
holding Don's engorged penis just inches from her mouth, say "You'll
never fit in with us!"  Marge and Anne, appalled that they could have
wanted to be part of this, quickly exited the orgy and headed for home.

                                                         * * * *
Don's explanation of the events that night left out most of the detail.
He simply told the four attentive teens that their mothers had refused
to do the sexual things they didn't want to do, just to be accepted as
part of a group.  He went on to say that he and Marc displayed much less
character and had participated in the activities.  He added that their
sisters wouldn't talk to them for weeks following the party, and only
after he and Marc had broken ties with the group, did they start to
regain their respect.  Don also said, that Marge and Anne also gained
the respect of a lot of their classmates, and soon there was another
clique.  This group attracted a much nicer group of kids and they had
just as much fun.  By the end of the school year this new group far out
numbered Suzie's.

Then Don shocked the teens as well as the adults.  "We know," he
started, "That you guys snuck down here the other night and spied on
us.  We are consenting adults, and what we do is none of your
business."  He went on to explain that what consenting adults do among
them, is only for them to know.  He cautioned the children that if
certain people discovered the activity they, pointing at his counter
parts, could get into trouble.

Don concluded his speech by telling the teens, "We will make you guys a
deal, you don't spy on us, and we won't spy on you ... anymore than
necessary.  After all, we are your parents."

He looked at the bewildered faces of the youngsters as they sat
memorized by his lecture.  The fire had reduced its self to a bed of
coals radiating more heat than light.  He asked if the kids had any
questions.

They all sat in silence, until Jack spoke.  "Dad," he started, "Isn't it
wrong for all of us to be together in the nude?"

Don explained that nudity was a lifestyle that many people enjoyed and
practiced.  He went on telling them that he was sure that they had heard
of nudist camps, and this "natural" lifestyle was acceptable in the
right time and place, but only if a person wants to do it.  "Tonight we
wanted to prove a point," again pointing at the adults, "and will never
ask you to do this again."

Don returned to the blanket he shared with his wife, sister, and
brother-in-law and sat down close to Marge.  They talked quietly between
themselves as their children sat in silence, still bewildered.

Kim was the first of her group to stand.  Picking up her things, she
said she was tired and going to bed.  Don and Marge stood and embraced
their daughter and told her good night.  Sally and Tom also stood,
followed by Jack.  Each of the teens briefly hugged their respective
parents, the men just shaking hands.  The group started up the hill to
the house, the teens clutching their clothing in an attempt to conceal
their nudity, still uncomfortable with the concept of wholesale
exposure.

Back in the safety of their room, Kim and Sally talked about the things
that Don had said.  Kim said that she felt so embarrassed and ashamed
that their parents knew that they had watched them.  Sally said she was
also upset with the adult's knowledge and wished they had never spied on
them, let alone invite their brothers.

The girls went to their dressers and removed the garments they would
sleep in.  Sally took out a pair of cotton pajamas and for the first
time on the trip dressed for bed in something other than the usual tee
shirt and panties.  She called Kim over to her, pointing into the
drawer.

"Look," she said, "they've been moved!"  She was pointing at the sex
toys the girls had deflowered themselves with.  Sally told Kim that they
were not in this spot when she had hidden them.  The teens knew the
implication of their discovery, their mom's were aware they possessed
the items.  They talked briefly about the ramifications of their
mother's knowledge, and tried to come up with a plausible explanation,
in the event they were confronted.

Next door in the boy's room, Jack and Tom, now dressed it sweatpants and
tee shirts sat on their beds and tried to make some sense of the night
on the beach.  They tried to understand the things that Don had told
them, but the conversion quickly disintegrated into comments about their
adult mothers bodies.  They made reference to the size and shape of
their breasts and nipples, comparing them to those of their sisters.
They talked about the fact that each of their mothers had shaven their
pussy hair and about the protruding clits and the fact that Sally and
Kim's were much less prominent.

Jack said, "Maybe they will take us to one of the camps dad talked about
and we could look at naked women until our hearts content."

Tom laughed and said, "That would be the bomb.  I wonder if they have
been to one."

The boys continued their conversation, working themselves into a state
of arousal.  Tom told his cousin he had to take care of his condition
and went into the bathroom.  Jack followed Tom and found him standing in
front of the shower stall, his sweats around his ankles, stroking his
hard penis.  Jack dropped his pants and standing next to Tom, proceeded
to jack off.  The boys were quick about their task, each sending ropes
of white cum into the shower stall.  When they were done, Tom turned on
the water and used the removable spray head to rinse the evidence down
the drain.  They pulled their pants up over their now deflated penises
and went back into the bedroom.

They heard voices on the balcony and went out to investigate.  Standing
against the rail, they saw their sisters talking.  They approached the
girls quietly, startling them when they made their presence known.

"You scared us you jerks!"  Sally snapped at the boys.

"Sorry," Jack said, not really meaning it, adding.  "So, what are you
guys talking about?"

Sally and Kim, trying to act older than their fourteen years, said that
they were just trying to figure out what their parents were up to, and
the reasons for what had happened on the beach.

Jack smirked and said, "They were telling us we should all have sex, so
let's get started."  Kim smacked her brother's arm calling him a pig.
Sally also hit Tom as he laughed at his cousin's remark.

"Can't you two be serious about anything?"  Sally said.  "You guys talk
a good game, but I'll bet you would run if push came to shove...  not
that you'll ever find out!"  With that the girls turned and went back
into their room, latching the door and pulling the drapes completely
closed.

Jack went to the doors that lead the girl's room and knocked softly.
Kim unlocked the door and opened it.  "What!" she snapped at her
brother.  Tom walked over and the two boys stood outside the open door,
looking into the girl's room.

"I'm sorry," Jack told his sister and cousin, "I don't know what's come
over me, I should have never said that to you guys."  Tom also
apologized.

The girls stood quietly and looked at the boys, Kim finally spoke
saying, "Maybe it was the wine, now go to bed."  She closed the door and
she and Sally climbed into their bed.

The two confused girls lay close and continued to talk.  They both
admitted that they, in some ways, enjoyed the feeling of freedom being
nude with their parents and brothers.

Kim said, "I didn't feel turned on at all, and once I got use to being
naked it wasn't all that bad."

Sally said that she felt a little excited at first, but it soon went
away and she forgot that she was not dressed.  They talked for a while
then Sally looked into Kim's eyes and said, "You know, that we will
start dating boys soon," Kim nodded.  "Do you think we will stay close
when we have boyfriends?"  Sally completed her question, gently
massaging her cousin's breast to cement the meaning of her inquiry.  Kim
allowed Sally to fondle her breast for a moment, feeling the warmth she
always enjoyed when the two were intimate.

Kim placed her hands on the sides of Sally's face, kissed her lightly,
and said, "Yes ...  it would seem that our mothers have."

Sally, feeling reassured, released the firm warm flesh, and put her arm
around Kim.  Kim also hugged Sally and the girls fell asleep in each
other's arms.

                                                    <continued>

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