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Subject: {ASSM} "The Lottery" - Part 14 (mf, ff, oral, mast, inc, con)
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DISCLAIMER:

This is a copyrighted work and the intellectual property of the author.
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,
go no further.

The author may be contacted at Darkvision29@hotmail.com

"The Lottery" - Part 14 (mf, ff, oral, mast, inc, con)
By: Dark Vision
With thanks to Alex.


Kim awoke when she felt a nudging against her leg.  She opened her eyes
and looked at her cousin lying next to her.  Sally was rhythmically
rocking and soft moans were escaping her.  Kim looked at the clock, it
was six in the morning.  There was sunlight flowing into the room
through the open drapes.  Kim could see Sally had her hand in her shinny
burgundy panties.  She saw the rise in the material move as Sally's hand
rubbed between her legs.  Sally's other hand covered her breast, her
fingertips making small circles over her hardened nipple.  Kim looked at
Sally's eyes.  They were closed, but not forced shut.  Kim could see the
movement of her cousin's eyes beneath her eyelids.  Sally's hand
movements started to increase in speed.  Kim couldn't be sure, but she
thought the teen had one, or more, fingers buried in her vagina.

Soon Kim could feel her own excitement welling up inside her.  The mere
sight of Sally's masturbation was turning Kim on.  Kim slid her own hand
into the panties of her baby doll nightie.  Her fingers crept slowly
over the bare mound, which only a few short weeks ago was covered with
soft curly hair, into the slit of her now moist vagina.  Kim parted the
swollen lips and traced up and down the length of her sex.

Kim placed her clit between her thumb and forefinger and rolled the hard
nub.  She watched Sally as she penetrated herself then returned to her
clit.  Kim reached under her top and grasped her breast.  She squeezed
it firmly, and then concentrated on her hard nipple.  She pulled on her
nipple, sending electric pulses to the fingers in her vagina.  Kim could
feel her self-induced orgasm start deep in her belly and rumble through
her body.  She felt the hot walls of her pussy tighten around her
fingers.  Her body tensed, her vaginal moisture covered her hand, and a
low moan escaped her throat.  Her orgasm was not real powerful, but
satisfying.

Kim returned her attention to Sally.  Sally was smiling at Kim.  Kim
smiled back at her cousin and rolled onto her side facing away.  Sally
scooted up to Kim's back and wrapped her arm around her.  The two
contented teens drifted back to sleep.

The banging on the door brought Kim and Sally out of their slumber.
Anne called Sally's name before opening the bedroom door.  "Time to get
up!"  Anne said.  Sally sat up and asked her mother the time.  Anne told
her it was seven o'clock and they were planning to leave in two hours.
Anne pulled the door closed and went to wake the boys.

Sally shook Kim and said, "Wake up sleepy head, it's time to get ready
to go home."  Kim swung her legs off the bed and sat up.  "Good morning
nasty girl."

"Me" Kim replied, "You were the one that got me started."  The girls
laughed at each other and stood up.  Kim flipped the covers over the bed
in a feeble attempt to make it.

Pulling the tee shirt she had slept in over her head, Sally told Kim
that she had the most erotic dream she had ever had.  Sally described a
heated encounter that included Kim and her brother Tom.  Kim pressed
Sally for detail.  Sally told that she and Tom were in bed and her
brother had just entered her.  She explained that it was so real that
she could feel him stretch her opening.  Sally told Kim that as Tom
began to pump in and out of her, she walked into the room.  Sally went
on, saying that Kim watched for a moment then removed her clothes.

Sally said, "You were facing Tom and lowering your pussy to my mouth."

Kim asked Sally what happened next.

"I woke up and found you playing with yourself!"  She said laughing.
Kim told her cousin she was sorry, but she just couldn't help herself.
Sally assured Kim it was ok and just a dream.

The girls continued to talk as they went into the bathroom to get ready
for the trip home.

Kim started the water, remover the baby doll nightie, and stepped into
the shower.  Kim applied shampoo to her hair and massaged it in.  Her
head was tipped back, her eyes closed when she felt the cool air hit
her.  Sally had opened the sliding door and joined her cousin.  Kim
stepped under the sharp spray, rinsing the suds from her hair.

"You know we aren't going to be able to do this as often when we get
home."  Sally said, as she ran her fingers through Kim's hair.

Kim wrapped her arms around her nude cousin's body and replied, "I know,
I'm sure going to miss it."

The two young girls held each other close, each stroking the other's
back.  They parted and resumed their showers.  They talked about the
past four weeks and all the fun they had.  They assured each other that
they would get together as often as they could when they were back home.

The girls finished washing themselves and exited the shower stall that
had provided so much intimate fun.  They dried off and stood in front of
the steamy mirror, brushing their wet hair.  Kim took out the blow dryer
and directed the hot air over her hair, forming it with the brush.  Her
own hair dry, Kim pointed the dryer at Sally's head and worked on her
cousin's hair.

Finished in the bathroom, the girls gathered their things and returned
to the bedroom.  They were in no hurry to get dressed.  They packed
their toiletries into their overnight cases.  They took out the outfits
they had selected for the five-hour ride home.

Sally pulled her rust colored body suit over her head and smoothed the
fabric over her body.  Before snapping the crotch closed, Sally stepped
into a pair of pink French-cut bikini panties.  She snapped the thin
strips of material together between her legs and turned around, looking
at herself in the full-length mirror.  Confident that the snug bodysuit
concealed her panties, Sally wrapped her light tan skirt around her
waist and buttoned it at her side.

Kim put on her dark green bodysuit over a hunter green thong and wrapped
a brown mini skirt around her waist.

The girls admired themselves in the mirror, and then completed their
packing.  Kim and Sally put on the short jackets that matched their
outfits and picked up the packed bags.

Kim and Sally carried their bags down the stairs and out to the cars.
Jack was maneuvering the Suburban backwards as Tom directed him to the
boat trailer.  Once the truck was in position, Tom turned the handle of
the trailer jack, lowering it to the waiting hitch.  Jack came around
behind the Suburban and helped Tom finish connecting the lights and
safety chains.

"Jack, will you please put these in the car for me?"  Kim asked her
brother.

Jack said, "sure." and took the two small bags from his little sister.
Sally put her things into the trunk of the Lincoln.

"Where are mom and dad?"  Sally asked Tom.

He told her that they were just finishing up and would be out in a few
minutes.

The four teens stood in the cool morning air, talking about the trip.
They started to talk about school and the things they planned to do at
home when Don and Marc came outside.

They were each carrying suitcases in each hand.  Jack and Tom ran over
to their fathers and helped them carry the items to the proper vehicle.

Marc asked the kids "Are you guys all ready to go?"  The teens told him
they were.

"I suggest you take one last look around."  Don said.

The teens agreed and returned to the house to be sure they had not
forgotten anything.  They went to their rooms and looked under the beds
and in the bathrooms.  Kim found a pair of panties under the bed and put
them into her purse.  After completing their inspection, the four kids
went downstairs.  They walked through the house searching for anything
that may have been over looked.

Confident that everything was in order, the two families gathered
outside.  The adults exchanged details of the planned trip home.  Kim
and Sally got into the backseat of the Town Car.  Jack and Tom jumped
into the Suburban.  Marge and Anne joined their daughters.  Anne started
the car and drove down the driveway to the road.

Anne said, "We are going to stop in town and get some breakfast, and
then head home."  Kim and Sally sat quietly, watching the vacation home
disappear behind them.  They saw their dads and brothers pull onto the
road and slowly close the gap between the cars.  Each young girl was
lost in her thoughts of the past weeks.

"Well, did you two have a good time?"  Marge asked.

Sally replied, "It was the best vacation ever Aunt Marge.  I just hope
all of us can do it again someday."

Marge and her sister-in-law smiled at each other and assured the girls
that they would be spending more time together.  Anne turned into the
parking lot of the restaurant they had agreed on and parked the car.
Don found a spot big enough for the truck and trailer and parked.  Jack
walked around the rig, checking the hitch, chains, and boat.  He made
sure every thing was secure and joined the rest of the family in front
of the small diner.

Inside, the eight family members found a table that would seat the
entire group.  They ordered their food and chattered about the trip and
the long ride that lay ahead.  The girls were going to stop at an outlet
mall.  The guys, traveling slower because of the boat, would meet them
for lunch near the mall.

The food arrived and the talk stopped while everyone ate.  After they
were done, the kids went outside to wait for their parents to finish
their coffee.

Jack and Tom headed for the Suburban, Kim and Sally sat on a bench in
front of the restaurant.

"Do you really want to do it with Tom?"  Kim asked Sally.

Sally sat swinging her legs, staring at the boys as they crossed the
parking lot.  She turned to Kim and answered,  "It was just a dream Kim,
and he's my brother."

"I know, it's just that I have been thinking about all the things we
have done these last four weeks.  I get turned on just thinking about
it."

"So do I, but... well, I just don't know."

The four adults came out of the restaurant and interrupted the girls.
"Let's go girls."  Marge said as she and Anne walked to the car.  Kim
and Sally jumped up, followed their moms to the car, and took their
seats.  Kim and Sally stared out the side windows of the car as Marge
pulled away.

Jack and Tom climbed into the Suburban and waited for their dads to get
in.  Don and Marc climbed in and Don started the truck.  He eased the
big rig onto the road and followed the women out of town.  Once on the
highway, the four men watched as the Lincoln pulled away.  After a few
minutes, they could no longer see the car.

Jack and Tom talked about the fishing and the things they had learned
about the big lake.  The planned their next trip.  They would be fishing
for walleye on the lake near home.

Don and Marc listened to the boys go on about how they would rig for the
walleyes and where they would launch the boat.  The boys talked non-stop
for about thirty minutes.  They waited patiently for an opportunity to
bring up the subjects they were to discuss with their sons.  Finally the
two boys stopped talking and just looked at the road ahead.

Marc spoke first, "Did you guys enjoy the trip?"

Tom said that they did.

"Would you two like to do something like this again?"  Marc continued.

Jack said, "I would like to go back next year for more fishing."  The
conversion continued along the same line, talking about returning the
same beach house, fishing, and golf.

Don said, "Are you boys ready to start school?"

Jack and Tom said they were.

"Are either of you planning on trying out for sports?"  Don asked.

Jack said, "I may tryout for soccer, but I don't have any interest in
lacrosse."

Tom said, "I think I will see if they have a photography club.  I messed
around with it at our old school, but could never afford the necessary
equipment."

Marc smiled at his son and said, "Well that shouldn't be a problem any
more."  Marc asked Tom, "How about sports?"

Tom said, "Maybe soccer, I really don't know."  The talk of the upcoming
school year went on for almost a half an hour.  They went over their
schedules, transportation, and grades.

Don, not really knowing how to approach the subject, said, "Boys, you
know that what all of us did on the beach that night is not to be shared
with anyone outside the families.  If it were to get out that we had all
sat around in the nude, drinking wine, we could have trouble we don't
want."

Tom asked, "Was that illegal Uncle Don?"

Marc answered, "No, it's not illegal for us to be nude, but most people
wouldn't understand it.  What you guys saw when you spied on us is
considered taboo and could cause legal problems however."

The boys sat in silence, thinking about the night their sisters showed
them the hiding place and the activities of their parents.

Jack asked his dad, "How long have you and Aunt Anne been messing
around?"

Don and Marc were taken aback.  They didn't expect to be asked about any
details about the relationship between them and their sisters, at least
not so abruptly.  Tom questioned Marc regarding the same subject.

Don looked at his brother-in-law, and the two men began to tell their
teenage sons about the first time they had any contact with their
sisters.  They alternated between the two of them, explaining how the
girls had teased them and how they ended up masturbating each other.
When Don and Marc had finished their story, Don asked the boys if they
had been messing around with their sisters.

Jack answered, after a hesitation, "We sort of played with ourselves one
afternoon on the boat."  Jack or his cousin didn't go into any detail
about that day.

Their dads told them about the dangers of sex with a family member and
the fact that it was incest.  They explained to the boys that if it ever
came to "going all the way" they must be sure they take the necessary
precautions.

Marc said, "I don't want to be a grandfather right now."

Don added, "And that goes for any girl!"

Jack changed the subject.  He asked his dad if he had ever been to one
of the nudist camps that he had mentioned the night at the fire.

"No" Don replied.

"Would you like to?"  Jack asked.

Don said that the four adults had discussed it.

Marc said, "Why, would you boys like to go to one?"

Tom said, "Jack and I have talked about it and thought it would be fun."

The two men laughed at their sons.  They made jokes about them running
around with a bunch of naked women.  The boys joined their father's
laughter.

After the four men had calmed down, they started to talk about school
again.  Tom brought up the fall dance and the request their sisters had
made.

Marc said, "Well if that is what the four of you kids want, it's ok with
me."

Don agreed, and said, "You will have to be very careful that no one ever
finds out that you guys are related."

Tom and Jack agreed.  Seemingly the four had talked about everything
that they were willing to discuss at that time.  Jack and Tom looked out
the window at the passing scenery.  Don and Marc talked about the great
golf courses they had played.

Marge sat with her back against the door of the car.  She had her left
foot on the seat, her arms folded on her knee.  The long summer dress
she wore was buttoned from the scoop neckline to just below her waist,
her tan thighs exposed.  Anne looked at Marge, from her angle she could
see the crotch of her sister-in-law's panties.

Marge was watching her daughter in the backseat.  Kim sat with one leg
tucked under her, her skirt had ridden high on her legs.  Marge glanced
at her niece.  Sally sat with both feet on the seat, her legs together,
her arms wrapped tightly around them.

Marge said to the girls, "Is there anything you two want to talk about?"

Kim and Sally looked at each other, knowing that Marge was referring to
the toys.  Sally replied, "Not really aunt Marge.  Why do you ask?"

Anne looked at her daughter in the mirror and said, "Sally, you know we
found the sex toys in your drawer, and the bloody sheets."

Kim and Sally remained silent.  Neither girl was willing to acknowledge
her mother.

Marge said, "You know, it's really no big deal.  You two aren't the
first girls to break their hymen that way.  It happens all the time."

Sally had a tear running from the corner of her eye down her cheek.

Kim saw that her cousin was beginning to cry and said, "What do you mean
it's no big deal?  We aren't virgins anymore."  Kim started to cry also,
feeling ashamed at what she and Sally had done.

Anne said, "Girls, what do you mean you're not virgin anymore?  Did you
guys do something with your brothers?"

"No" Sally sobbed, "Just the toys."

Anne said, "Girls, girls, just because you don't have your hymens
intact, doesn't mean you're not virgin.  You have to have a male partner
to lose your virginity!"

The teens asked what the women meant by that.

Marge explained that intercourse was required to lose one's virginity.
She went on and said, "What is broken on a boy when he loses his
virginity?"

Kim and Sally said they didn't know.

Anne said, "I wouldn't be too concerned about it, you guys just won't go
through the pain when the time comes."

Kim asked her mom, "Did you guys ever do anything like that when you
were young?"

Marge and Anne started to laugh.  The young girls quizzed them about
what was so funny.

Anne said, "Yes, Marge and I did something like that when we were
young!"

Kim and Sally pressed their moms for details.  Marge told them that when
she and Anne were fourteen or fifteen, dildos and vibrators were not as
easy to come by as they obviously were today.  Marge told the girls that
she and Anne were goofing around one day and things got a bit heated
between them.  She said that Anne used the handle of a hairbrush on her
and she returned the favor.  Kim and Sally relaxed and started to giggle
at the thought of their moms with a hairbrush inserted in their
vaginas.  Anne asked what was so funny.

Kim said, "I can just see the brush sticking out from between your
legs."

Marge and Anne joined their daughter's laughter as they each drew the
mental image Kim referred to.

Anne said, "After all of the messing around, we found that the brush
handle was not long enough to break our cherries.  We ended up unbroken
until your fathers did the job."

Kim asked her mom, "What's a cheery?"

Again, Marge and Anne laughed uncontrollability.  They explained that a
"cheery" was another name for a hymen.

Sally asked her mom about the first time she ever did anything with her
brother.  Anne told the girls about the episode with Marge and the
girl's fathers.

Kim said, "Mom, did you ever date anyone other than dad in school?"

Marge said that she had dated a couple of guys.

"How about you mom?"  Sally asked Anne.

She said she also had dated another boy for a short time.  Kim asked her
mom to tell them about it.

Marge said, "After the night of Suzie's party, Anne and I would not talk
to Don or Marc.  A boy from school had asked me out to the movies and I
agreed to go.  I dated him for about a month.  Then, one night after a
movie, we went to park at the gravel pit.  We were making out in the car
and began to feel me up, under my sweater, and I let him, I liked the
way it felt.  Things got a little carried away and soon he had my
sweater and bra off.  The boy took out his penis and put my hand on it.

I rubbed him and he tried to put his hand down my pants.  When I stopped
him, he put his hand on the back of my head and pushed me down to his
hard penis.  I tried to do what I had seen at the party, but I just
gagged.  When I tried to sit up, the boy held my down and came on my
face.  I broke free and slapped him, then cleaned up on his shirt.  I
got out of the car and walked home.  I never dated him again."

Sally asked Anne, "When was the first time you... um... well..."

Anne said, "What do you want to know Sally?"

Sally looked down and said, "When was the first time you gave a guy a
blow job?"

Anne was startled by the young girls question.  Anne looked at Marge and
shrugged her shoulders.  She remembered that the four parents had agreed
to answer the kid's questions.

Anne looked at Sally in the rearview mirror and began to tell her story.

"I met a boy at school and went on a couple of dates with him.  One
night we were stopped in front of my house, kissing.  The boy asked me
to suck his dick, when I told him I didn't know how, and I didn't want
to, he got mad.  He told her that me that I might as well because he was
going to tell the guys at school that I blew him anyway.  I started
yelling at the guy and calling him names.  He told me to get out of the
car, and he took off, spinning his tires.

I went into the house crying and very upset.  Don was watching
television our mom was out with friends.  He asked me what was wrong.  I
told him I was ok and went to my room.

Don followed me, and came into my room.  He asked me again what had
happened.  I told him about the guy and what he said he was going to
do.  Don got real mad and said he would take care of it.  Then he came
over, sat down beside me, and put his arm around my shoulder.  I laid my
head on his chest, and let him hold me until I stopped crying.  I asked
him why guys were all such pigs.  He told me that he didn't know, and
said that not all guys were like that.  I confronted him about the night
at Suzie's party and his behavior.  He told me that he just got caught
up in the moment and wasn't thinking clearly.  I asked if he enjoyed
having Suzie do that to him.  He said that he did like it, but he would
have never done it if he knew that Marge and I were going to stop
talking to him and Marc.

I didn't know why, but I kissed my brother.  We held the kiss for a long
time, opening our mouths and French kissing.  I broke away from him and
asked if all guys liked it.  He asked me what.  I asked him if all guys
liked to have their penises sucked.  He turned red and nodded yes.  I
thought about his answer and asked him if he would teach me how.  He
agreed and I learned that night."

Sally asked her mom, "What happened to the boy?"

Anne replied, "Your father and Uncle beat his ass, and told him if he
said anything they would tell everyone he was gay."

The girls laughed at the comment.

* * * *
Anne's memory went back to that night.  She got off her bed and knelt on
the floor between her brother's legs.  She remembered the line of
cheerleaders at the party and how they just waited for the next guy to
step up.  Anne looked up at Don and said, "Well, what now?"  Don looked
down at his sister's upturned face, her eyes still red from crying.  He
reached out his hand and Anne took it in hers.

Don pulled her up and told her to sit beside him.  "Anne," he said, "You
make it seem so dirty when you act that way."

Anne looked into her brother's eyes and said, "That's what the girls did
at the party.  I haven't ever done anything like this, and I really
don't know what to do."

Don put his arm around his little sister and pulled her close.  He
brushed a few strands of hair away from her eyes, bent forward, and
kissed her forehead.

"Anne, the only times I have been with a girl is at the party and when
you, Marge, Marc, and I messed around that time.  I don't know how to
start."

Anne put her hand on her brother's neck, drew his mouth to hers, and
kissed him.

Anne took Don's hand and placed it on her breast.  He massaged the firm
flesh through the thin sweater and bra that covered his sister's
breasts.  The siblings continued kissing, probing each other's mouths
with their tongues.

Anne pulled back, crossed her arms, and gripped the bottom of her
sweater.  She pulled the garment over her head, revealing her bra.  The
white bra completely covered her breasts.  The padding of the lingerie
made her appear bigger than she really was.  Don stared at his sister as
she reached behind her and unfastened the two small hooks that held the
bra securely in place.  Relived of the tension, she let the bra slide
down her arms, exposing her firm breasts.

Don studied the shape, noting the eraser-sized nipples that crowned each
mound.  Anne placed her brother's hand against her now naked flesh.  He
squeezed her, feeling the hardness of her nipple press into the palm of
his sweating hand.

Anne and Don resumed their kissing.  She put her hand against the crotch
of his jeans, feeling the hard shaft hidden beneath the course fabric.
He moaned into his sister's mouth as she gripped his manhood.  He felt
like he would cum in his pants as Anne's small hand moved over the
length of it.

She again stopped the kissing.  Don's hand was still attached to her
breast as she fumbled with the buckle of his belt.  She pulled at the
leather strap that surrounded his waist.  Once the belt was parted, she
worked to open the button on the waistband of the denim pants.

Don grew impatient.  He reluctantly released her breast and aided her in
opening his jeans.  He lifted himself slightly and the two teens worked
the tight jeans over his hips and down his legs.  Anne could see the
bulge in her brother's white briefs.  He hooked his thumbs in the
elastic waistband and removed his underwear.  She watched as his erect
penis jumped, freed from its confinement.

Don put his hand on her leg and slid it slowly under her skirt.  She
parted her knees, allowing her brother's hand to explore her inner
thigh.  She jumped slightly as his hand bumped against her panty-covered
vagina.

She took his blood-engorged penis in her hand.  She wrapped her fingers
around it, feeling the firmness.  She remembered the last time she held
it and the pleasure her brother expressed when she stroked it.

Anne slowly moved her hand up and down, reversing the direction of her
strokes when her hand reached the velvety crown and again at the base.
Don rubbed his hand back and forth over the cotton material of his
sister's now damp panty crotch.  The two teens sat in silence, slowly
masturbating the other.

Anne felt her brother's penis swell and felt him push his hips against
her hand.  She looked down at the object in her hand, watching the skin
cover the head as she moved her hand up, only to unsheathe the purplish
covered helmet when she returned to its base.  Anne felt the surge of
his semen travel up his penis, and watched as the white substance jetted
out of the slit at the very tip.  She kept up her strokes as string
after string of his cum exited his throbbing shaft.  Soon the discharge
reduced and ran down the head of his penis and pooled on Anne's fingers
and thumb.

Anne let go of her brother and examined the hot sticky fluid on her
hand.  She extended her tongue and tasted the spunk.  Don watched as she
licked her hand clean.  She found the taste a bit strange, but it didn't
sicken her as she thought it might.

Don said that he was sorry for not being able to control himself.  She
smiled at him and told him it was ok.  Anne asked her brother, "Can you
do it again?"

Don said that it took a little while to re-charge.

Anne felt her brother's hand against her now soaked panties.  She stood,
reached under her skirt, and removed them and sat back down next to
Don.  She guided his hand back to her overheated vagina.  He rubbed her,
feeling the slickness, running his finger between the lips of her sex.
She spread her legs further as she felt his finger enter her.  He slowly
pushed his finger in and out of the tight cavern.  Anne jumped, and then
started to hump his hand as he added another finger.  His thumb bumped
her clit, sending a wave of pleasure through her entire body.  She told
her brother to rub the small button as he stroked her from the inside.
Anne quickly came, her pussy gripping her brother's fingers.  As the
pleasure subsided, she pulled Don's hand away from her over-sensitive
crotch.

Anne lowered herself to the floor between her brother's naked legs.  She
slid her hands along the tops of his thighs, from his knees to his
hips.  She took his hard penis in her hand, extended her tongue, and
licked the head, tasting the residue of his earlier ejaculation.  She
parted her lips and kissed the very end of her brother's erection.  He
moaned as she opened her mouth and slowly descended on his manhood.  He
felt her teeth brush the tender head as it disappeared into her mouth.

Anne closed her lips around the hot flesh and swirled her tongue over
the soft head.  She traced the ridge that separated the soft velvety
head from the firm shaft, wrapped her hand around his shaft and moved
her head down, engulfing about half of the throbbing tool.  She raised
and lowered her head allowing a little more into her mouth on each down
stroke.

Anne gagged as his penis touched the back of her throat and readjusted
her hand to prevent him from going too deep.  Don moved in unison with
his sister's bobbing head.  She felt the swelling and throbbing that she
had felt earlier and knew that she would soon feel her brother's cum in
her mouth.  She briefly considered removing the object from her mouth
when heard him let out a loud moan and tell her that he was going to
cum.  She backed off as he shot his hot cum into her mouth and sucked
and swallowed capturing his entire discharge.  When she felt the pulsing
stop, she held his penis gently in her coated mouth as it softened.

Anne and her brother were basking in he glow of the moment when they
heard a car door slam.  She jumped up and quickly put on her bra and
sweater.  Don grabbed his clothes and ran for the bathroom.  The two
teens heard their mother call their names as she came into the small
house.  Anne fixed her hair and went to meet her mom.  As she walked
past the closed bathroom door, she smiled.

* * * *

Anne snapped back to reality.  She was wet from her reminiscing.  Kim
asked her mom and Aunt about her and Sally's idea about the dance.  They
said that if that is what the four of them wanted it would be ok with
them, but cautioned the girls about keeping the fact that they were
cousins a secret.  The girls assured their moms they knew and wouldn't
tell anyone.

Marge asked the two girls, "So, just how far have the four of you kids
gone?"

Kim and Sally told their moms that they had masturbated each other and
had oral sex.  The girls didn't say what they had done with whom.  They
quickly changed the subject.  The two adults sensed the girls'
reluctance to provide any more detail and let it drop.

Kim said, "Mom, remember what dad said at the campfire about the nudist
camps?"

Marge replied, "Yes, I remember.  Why do you ask?"

Kim continued, "Have you and dad ever gone to one?"

Marge told her young daughter that they haven't gone to one, but they
had discussed it.

Sally said, "I think it would be sexy to walk around nude."

Marge thought for a moment then replied, "Being nude is not as sexy as
being dressed.  If you don't have any clothes on, it leaves nothing to
the imagination.  When you dress properly, like you two are now, it is
much sexier."

Sally looked at her cousin.  She could see her tanned legs.  She looked
at Kim's chest.  Her jacket was unbuttoned, allowing Sally to see the
mounds of her breasts in the tight bodysuit.  Sally silently agreed with
her Aunt.

"Do you think we will ever go to a nudist camp?"  Sally asked.

"We may," replied Marge, "It all depends on if everyone agrees.  It
wouldn't be fair if anyone in the family was uncomfortable with going."

Kim said, "I think I would like to go, besides, didn't dad say some of
the camps were clothing optional?"

"Yes," Marge said, "Some of the resorts we have investigated, are
clothing optional."

Kim and Sally chatted between themselves about going to a resort.  Marge
and Anne listened to the teens talk about seeing "men" in the nude.

Anne pulled the car off the freeway and into the parking lot of the
outlet mall.  The four women went from store to store, looking for the
things the kids would need for school.  They picked out backpacks for
each of the four teens.  They bought new white panties and bras to
conform to the schools strict dress code.  The moms selected socks and
boxers for their sons.  After an hour of shopping the women placed their
packages into the trunk of the car and went to meet the guys.

Marge, Anne, and the girls waited in the restaurant for their husbands
and brothers.  They ordered drinks and talked about getting home.  The
teens went to the bathroom together.  In the small room, they talked
about the conversation they had with their moms.  They also talked about
not being able to be so close, once they were home.

Kim said, "Come on Sally, we only live a couple of blocks apart.  It's
not like we will never see each other."

Sally said, "I know, but it has been so nice to sleep next to you every
night."  The girls finished in the bathroom and returned to the table.
Their dads and brothers were sitting with their moms.  The group ordered
lunch and talked about what was going to happen when they got home.

Don said, "I guess it makes sense for Kim and Marge to ride the rest of
the way with Jack and I.  That way Marc, Anne, Tom, and Sally won't have
to come to our house first.  The four adults agreed on the plan.

The two families finished their lunch, paid the bill, and left the
restaurant.  Anne opened the trunk of the car and she and Marge
separated the new items they had purchased earlier.  After quick
goodbyes, each family got into their vehicles to continue their journey
home.

                                                    <continued>

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