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FAMILY FANTASY BOOK TWO-11/12
Sexual Fantasy Fiction
By Writer's Cramp 
MFF, MFFf, Ff, Rom, forced, coerced, nc, 1st.time, teen, spk, menst, ws, 
bdsm, etc)

This story must not be posted on any pay-site or used for commercial
purposes of any sort.

Characters:
Richard Simmons, wealthy businessman
Amber aged 18, wife of Richard
Cynthia, Amber's fantasy alter-ego
Roger Wright
Margot Wright, wife of Roger 
Virginia, aged 17, daughter of Roger and Margot
Edith Higrave, wife of local parson, aged 48
Jane Higrave, aged 22, daughter of Edith
Arthur and Joanne Mellors, Butler & Housemaid

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Chapter Nineteen
     Edith rang the doorbell and almost immediately, Margot opened 
the door. 
     'Don't say a word and close your eyes,' Margot commanded 
and Edith did as she was told.
     Margot walked her into the study, leaving her standing in the 
middle of the room.
     'Remember, don't open your eyes, no matter what you hear or 
feel.  And above all, no sound.'
     'This is the woman I was speaking to on the telephone when 
you fucked me the other night, Roger,' Edith heard Margot say, and 
gasped.
     'Not a sound,' Margot warned her, pinching her bottom hard.
     'She should be naked under her dress,' Margot continued, 
talking to Roger.  'Cup her breasts and make sure she isn't wearing a 
bra.'
     Edith's face turned bright red as she listened and she couldn't 
help but say, 'Oh,' when a hand was clamped over a breast, squeezing 
and feeling her all over.  Edith still wasn't quite sure whether in fact 
Roger was in the room at all as he hadn't spoken a word or made a 
sound.
     'Remember, Edith, not a sound and don't open your eyes.  If 
you don't want to co-operate, then you are quite able to just leave and 
not return.  I hope you want to stay.  Nod your head if you want to stay 
with me.'
     There was no hesitation, Edith nodding strongly.
     'Good,' Margot said, satisfied that this woman indeed was in her 
power.  Margot moved to her side and put an arm around her shoulder. 
Edith could feel the hand at her breast, still moulding and squeezing 
it.  
She told herself that Margot was playing a game with her, pretending 
Roger was also in the room.
     'Is she naked, Roger?'
     'I'm sure she is,' the deep man's voice stated and then Edith 
knew this was no game between just her and Margot.
     'You are fully nude under your dress, Edith?  Just as we 
agreed?'
     Edith simply nodded again.
     'Good.' Then she said to Roger, 'I'm going to lift her skirt, 
Roger.  You may look.'
     Edith felt the hem rise and at the same time, her face flushed 
deeply pink as she knew her most private area was about to be displayed 
to someone she had never even seen before.  Here she was in this 
predicament, of her own choosing, allowing a woman whom she had 
just recently met to expose her body to the husband and she was 
allowing it to happen.  And it excited her.  Brought feelings of 
wantonness, of urges she had not felt in a long while, feelings of need.  
Yes, I want it to happen she told herself.  Don't panic just let it 
happen.
     'She has beautiful legs, Roger.  And just look at the hair 
covering her pussy.  Oh, yes she is a beauty.  I just knew she was,' 
Margot prattled on.  Roger said nothing but Edith knew he was looking 
at the apex of her legs, staring no doubt.
     'I'm going to remove all your clothes, Edith and you will stand 
still while Roger explores all of you. That's what he likes best, 
looking 
and feeling.  I'm sure you will feel his hard cock as it brushes against 
you.  I can see the bulge.  You've made him big.'
     Oh, God Edith thought to herself.  How could I ever have got 
myself into this situation and yet I want it all to happen.
     Two arms came around her from behind and he pulled the 
naked woman back against his body.   He bit at her shoulders and neck, 
not making a sound, his hands roving over her breasts and stomach, 
squeezing and kneading her. Sometimes hard, sometimes so lightly that 
shivers ran up her spine.
     Then he lowered himself and for the first time in her life a man 
other than her husband, fingered her vagina.  A finger inserted between 
the lips of her pussy.  Probing. Pushing further.  Right inside, as far 
as 
it could go, so far that she felt the rest of his hand pressing into her 
groin as his finger reached deeply in.
     'Lay down on the mat, Edith,' Margot told her.  'You are going 
to be pleasured by a man.  A real lover, Edith.  Let Roger have you.  
Enjoy the feeling you have wanted for so long.'
     Edith felt her body respond without any effort on her part.  She 
just let herself be laid out, her eyes still closed.  She almost swooned 
into a faint, thinking of what she was allowing to happen.  And then his 
body pressed down onto her, legs spreading her thighs, no further 
preliminaries as his hard cock prodded around her vulva.
     Margot was obviously assisting, for Edith felt a hand brush over 
her mound and the tip of his penis touched her opening.
     'Oh,' she gasped again, almost completely overwhelmed.
     She was so wet she could feel the juices running down her 
groin.  So much that it helped Roger impale his weapon deep inside the 
parson's wife in just one sound thrust.  He lay there, not moving for 
what Edith thought was an eternity.  The hardness easily felt, 
stretching 
the little used vagina, pushing the full length deep inside as she lay 
passively beneath Margot's husband.
     Roger commenced his deliberate thrusting, in and out, fast, fast, 
sometimes slow.  Pubic mound grinding into pubic mound.  Penis 
pushing hard against her clitoris each time it slid back inside, 
annoying 
her sensitive button with every thrust.  Sliding over that button, even 
catching it sometimes as it withdrew as well.  Every touch driving Edith 
nearer to the ultimate of sensations.  Ever nearer and yet still so far 
away, the need for release growing with every thrust and every 
withdrawal.  Slopping sounds as the connection became more and more 
lubricated. Juices overflowing and running between her bottom cheeks 
onto the carpet.
     She couldn't help it.  Murmurs turned to gasps, gasps to cries, 
cries to groans then groans to a now uncontrollable squeal of passion.   
And between the squeals came her urging.  Urging this lover above to 
work harder, faster, and deeper.
     'Oh, Please don't stop,' she cried out.  'It's so good.  Please 
give 
me more.  Please push harder.'
     Neither Margot nor Roger made a sound.  The cries came 
solely from the woman being pleasured.  She was nearing the edge now, 
climbing higher towards her peak.  Her body began to move in unison 
with the man above her, her arms tightly around his back, urging him 
on.   Thrusting her pelvis hard against his crotch with every thrust 
now, 
she began to jerk as the orgasm took hold.  The centre of her body 
arched upwards, pushing hard at him, hard, urgently.
     'Yes,' she cried loudly.  'It's here.  Oh, God, I'm coming.  
Yesss,' she hissed as she lost control and the shuddering urges of 
orgasm overtook her.  'Oh, it's good. I feel so good,' she screamed.
     While her shuddering continued, Roger kept thrusting, and just 
as her climax ended his began, spewing his seed deep inside her vagina 
in great white globs of sperm.
       Soon after the last spurt, Edith felt the weight rise from her as 
Roger withdrew and crawled from between her legs.
     Edith heard a soft voice in her ear, 'Don't move, my love, and 
don't open your eyes.  Just lay there and enjoy the feelings.' What 
Edith 
didn't know was that as well as Roger, another figure left the room, 
taking the video camera with her.  Virginia had recorded every moment 
of the seduction of this parson's wife.

     The next evening Edith rang the doorbell again, being shown 
into the library by Joanne.  Margot, seated on a leather sofa, looked up 
as she entered.
     'Edith, darling.' She held out her hand and Edith took it as she 
sat beside Margot.
     Margot smiled sweetly, kissing her on the cheek. 'You 
remembered?'
     'Yes, I think so,' Edith answered quietly, quite embarrassed.
     'Tell me so I know you haven't forgotten anything.'
     'I'm wearing what you told me to.  Just the pair of knickers you 
gave me last night, and stockings.  Nothing else beneath my dress.'
     'And?'
     'I've lubricated my pussy and my rectum with moisturising 
creme, and painted my nipples with rouge just as you told me to.  Oh, 
Margot, I feel positively indecent, especially after what your husband 
did 
to me last night.  I never thought anything like that would ever happen 
to me, let alone allow it to happen and then to enjoy it so much.  What 
can you think of me?   What does your...?'
     Margot interrupted the babbling.  'Hush up.  We both think 
you're a most wonderful woman, sexy and exciting.  After you left, he 
fucked me again and made me come twice.  Never feel ashamed of 
doing things that make you or someone else, feel so good.'  Margot 
kissed the woman full on the lips, inserting her tongue deeply inside 
Edith's mouth.
     'Oh, my goodness, I feel quite faint.'
     'We have a special surprise for you, Margot but you must trust 
us.  Do you?'
     'After last night, I'm sure I do.'
     'I hoped you would.  Now close your eyes.' Edith felt the 
blindfold tighten over her eyes and then cold tape pressed across her 
mouth.  She was both blind and dumb. Margot lifted her elbow and 
Edith knew instinctively she was to stand up.
     'Come.  You are going to make Roger very excited.  Do exactly 
as he says.  Exactly, Edith, understand?'
     The blindfolded helpless woman nodded in agreement.
     They obviously moved out of the library because she heard the 
door open and then close shut.  A second door did the same.  She heard 
Margot speak softly.
     'Roger, you have a visitor.  And she has dressed herself 
especially for you.'
     'Edith, this is a surprise. It's two nights in a row now.  Am I to 
think you liked what happened last night?'
     Edith could only nod.
     'You made Margot so sexy she fucked me silly as soon as you 
left.  You have a special effect on women, Edith dear.'
     His hands again roved over her body, cupping breasts, bottom 
cheeks and finally her vulva, pinching and squeezing her tender places 
through her cotton dress.
     'I see you are not wearing a bra again.  You have such beautiful 
breasts; they certainly don't need to be confined.  Undress for me, 
Edith. 
 Let it fall at your feet.  Let me see your tits.  I'm going to suck 
them.'
     His hands left her body as she fumbled to unhook the buttons 
down her back.  Neither Roger nor Margot helped but finally enough 
were undone to allow the garment to fall down over her hips and onto 
the floor.
     'Keep your eyes closed,' she was instructed.  She felt the 
blindfold being released and almost immediately her arms were pulled 
behind her.  The blindfold was then bound around her arms and she 
stood before her two sexual partners, knowing her entire clothing now 
consisted of a pair of black stockings and the most sheer of French 
knickers.  She could only imagine how her rouged nipples stood out 
from her breasts, for she was highly aroused, waiting for fingers and 
hands to begin playing all over her exposed and tingling body.
     'Edith, I am going to ask you to open your eyes in a moment.  
But before I do, I want you to answer just two questions.  You can nod 
or shake your head.  Understand?'
     She nodded.
     'Did you enjoy me fucking you last night, shooting my sperm so 
deep inside your pussy that it took nearly an hour to ooze out?'
     Edith nodded vigourously.
     'You have the choice of leaving now, and we will not molest 
you further, or you may remain and allow us to do anything we want 
with you.  I repeat, anything, Edith. You could be committing yourself 
to a life of misery afterwards.   Think carefully, Edith.  Do you want 
to 
leave?'
     The woman shook her head forcefully.
     'So you place yourself in our hands?'
     She nodded with conviction.
     'I'm very pleased, Edith.  We too, want you to remain.  Now 
listen carefully.  In a moment I'm going to let you open your eyes, but 
when you do, you must stand perfectly still, look straight ahead and not 
react in any way to what you will see, no matter what you find. Wait,' 
Roger commanded.  'Not yet.  Listen first and then take a moment to 
settle yourself.  Are you ready?'
     She nodded again, the elasticised gag firmly in place.
     'All right, open your eyes, Edith.'
     She found herself in a brightly lit room, so bright she had 
difficulty in seeing at first.  But then what she did see shocked her 
beyond belief.  From the way Roger had spoken, she had expected to 
find him and maybe Margot, naked in front of her and had steeled 
herself for something like that.
     But what she saw curled up in a very large armchair in front of 
her was her own daughter.  Jane.  Jane, looking at her mother in her 
near nakedness.  Jane, looking on, smiling.  Knowingly looking at her 
mother, hearing how Roger had described their lovemaking last night.   
 Jane, knowing everything of her mother's indiscretions, seeing her 
mother as she, Edith had never expected to be seen, ever.
     Margot stood at Edith's side.  'Stand erect, Edith, but show no 
reaction.'
     Edith finally closed her eyes in shame and tried to bow her 
head.
     'Look up, Edith.  You must do as you're told.  Open your eyes 
and look.'
     Edith then saw that beside Jane, another young girl sat on the 
knee of another man whom she had never met before.   This second girl 
was quite naked, her large breasts pointing upwards, firm and youthful.  
The man cupped one of the young girl's breasts in his large hand. 
     At least Jane was dressed Edith thought.
     'Your mother is a very beautiful woman, Jane,' Margot declared, 
passing an arm around Edith and massaging one of her breasts in front 
of everyone.  'We have made love, your mother and I, and then I 
watched as she made love to my husband last night.  Didn't you, Edith 
dear?'
     The gagged woman, now deathly pale, nodded.
     'Come here, Jane.'
     Edith watched her daughter rise and walk towards them.  Jane 
placed her hands on each side of Edith's face, removing the gag and 
lovingly kissed her on each cheek, and then over each eye.
     'Don't be embarrassed, Mother.  We are all friends here.  
Believe me, you are safe.  Safe from everything.' Her hands slid down 
onto Edith's shoulders and then with the lightest touch, glided over the 
mounds of her breasts.
     'I love you deeply, Mummy.' She looked lovingly into her 
mother's eyes, standing very close.
     Margot added, 'There's no need to be shocked, Edith. Your 
daughter is part of us, part of our family, just as you are now.  Jane 
has 
loved us just as you have, Edith. There is nothing secret about 
lovemaking.'
     Edith then collapsed in sheer nervous exhaustion.
     
Chapter Twenty
     She opened her eyes to discover she was laid out on a sofa, still 
vulnerably naked, wearing only the diaphanous French knickers that kept 
nothing from the gaze of all those looking down at her.   They were all 
around her, including her own daughter, looking at all she had to offer.
     'Oh,' she gasped, trying to cover her nudity but failing.  She 
realised they had removed the bindings around her arms.
     'You have not yet been given permission to speak,' Richard 
reminded her.  He then spoke to Jane standing by his side.
     'Your mother is indeed beautiful, Jane.  But I warrant you 
haven't seen her in such a predicament before. I can imagine you at her 
age being just as beautiful.  See how her breasts still stand up despite 
her laying down.' He ran his hand lightly over one mound.
     'I must leave.  I shouldn't be here like this,' Edith cried out, 
trying to sit up.  Richard assisted her.  She was now completely 
flustered, embarrassed because her daughter knew she had made love to 
two in the room, and most uncomfortable because so many others saw 
her as she had never been seen before.
     'You shouldn't feel afraid, Edith,' Margot encouraged.  'Why, 
Jane was just as shy at first, but after she became used to displaying 
herself in front of everyone, she soon began to enjoy the naughtiness of 
it all.  Didn't you dear?' Margot looked for Jane to respond.
     'It's true, Mummy.   Don't be ashamed because I'm here.'
     'You are going to do much more than just sit before us in the 
state you're in, Edith,' Roger said.  'Now that you've made love to 
Margot and me, I think it's someone else's turn to receive your 
caresses. 
Soon, dear Edith, you are going to make love to Richard, in front of all 
of us.  You are going to receive his seed and enjoy the thrill of orgasm 
and we are going to watch.'
     'No, please,' she pleaded, knowing this must be a dream.   She 
couldn't believe it was real.   It just couldn't happen like this.
     'You are very naughty, Edith, my dear.  You were told to 
remain quiet but persist in speaking.   People in this family are 
punished 
for not obeying and you are no exception.'  She looked around to see 
Richard speaking, shocked by what he had said.
     'Over my knee, woman,' he commanded, and she felt herself 
propelled across his knee by several hands, Jane helping too.
     'Jane, you have the privilege of removing the naughty woman's 
underwear.'
     Edith couldn't believe it but soon felt warm hands slide inside 
the elastic of her knickers and ease them slowly down, pushing her hips 
to get her to raise herself so they could be slid down further.  She 
just 
laid still, not saying a word, breathing short and fast.  Scared.
     The first smack stung and she bucked in reaction to the loud 
smack.  And then the large hand came down many times until the 
burning pain became almost unbearable and she burst into tears, crying 
out uncontrollably.
     'Stand up,' Richard told her as soon as he finished.
     The naked girl who had clung to Richard for most of the 
evening then began to undress him, until Edith gasped in shock when 
his shorts were removed to display his massive erection.
     Without further ado he instructed her what to do.
     'You will sit on top of me, insert my cock up your cunt and 
fuck me until both of us come.  Do not stop for anything, Edith, or the 
consequences will be unpleasant, far worse than you've just received.   
You will learn I take great delight in chastising women no matter what 
their age.'
     She was given no time to complain, as he immediately laid 
down on the carpet and others pushed her into a squatting position and 
then downwards.  Her sheath sucked his penis deeply inside, the organ 
far larger than she had ever imagined, and yet the feeling was intense.  
Without being told, she held onto his shoulders for balance and began to 
rock backwards and forwards, sliding her vagina along the length of his 
cock.  She had never done this with her husband and yet the action 
seemed almost second nature.
     His hard body sent shivers up and down her spine as their 
lovemaking grew in intensity.  Sweat formed in little ridges on her 
forehead and began to run down her face and along the valley of her 
breasts to mingle with the actions between her legs.  She knew her 
climax was near and the onlookers knew too as her face became redder, 
her breathing fast and the deep throaty sounds started to flow from her 
lips.  Oh, God, this is good she thought, not believing sex could reach 
these heights.  Thoughts about those looking on never entered her mind, 
simply intent now on reaching her orgasm.  She wanted the man beneath 
her to shoot his semen deep into her womb. Geoffrey would never have 
lasted this long even in the days when he actually had sex with her and 
she was sure Richard would come inside her any second, but how 
wrong she was.
     Her own climax erupted, melting her nervous system with 
violent contractions and shuddering, taking control of her very being.  
She had to stop.  She couldn't keep moving as the orgasm roared 
through her and she slumped in a heap on top of him.
     'Move, Edith, don't stop.  Fuck me until I come. Don't stop until 
you give me the same pleasure you have just given yourself.' Richard 
pinched her nipples until the pressure was agony taking away the last of 
her orgasmic sensations and she began to sway backwards and forwards 
once more.   Her knees, thighs and arms began to ache with exertion for 
this was definitely something she had never been used to doing before.  
 Heaven forbid, she thought.  Imagine me doing this to Geoffrey; he'd 
have a heart attack.
     She wasn't allowed to speak to tell him she was exhausted and 
yet she knew she had to keep going to give her partner, even if she had 
been almost forced into the partnership, the pleasure she had already 
received. Finally she couldn't go on and had to speak.
     'I'm sorry but I can't go on,' she told him.  'Please come inside 
me so I can rest.'
     He pinched her whole breasts with his palms, urging her to 
continue.  The hurt made her jump and in that sharp movement, she felt 
his body shudder as hot sperm inundated her insides.  The spasms 
seemed to last forever and she tried to maintain some sort of movement 
as long as he kept shooting.  The feeling was exhilarating, the male 
seed 
shooting deeply, the aftermath of her own orgasm still present 
somewhere deep inside her, the exhaustion of her lovemaking, all 
coming together in this final act of sex. Man and woman, both unknown 
to each other, resting from the throes of lovemaking, his stickiness 
draining from her most intimate recess, their sweat mingling.  She 
slowly lowered her body onto his, her breasts squashed against his firm 
chest.
     'Oh, my God, that was wonderful,' she whispered, laying her 
head beside his.  His placed an arm around her shoulders and hugged 
her tightly.
     After she had recovered some composure, she looked around as 
someone touched her arm.  Jane knelt beside her, a look of pure joy on 
her face.  Understanding, acknowledgment and acceptance of what had 
taken place before everyone in the room.
     'Richard fucks very well, Mummy, doesn't he?'
     'Oh, my God, you saw it all.   What have I done in front of my 
own daughter,' she wailed in guilt.
     'I loved watching, Mom.  I saw the pleasure he gave you, the 
orgasm you had.   I saw it all, but don't feel guilty.  I loved seeing 
you 
like that, my own Mummy.'
     'But your father will leave me when he finds out.'
     'How's he going to know?  I won't tell him.'
     'Oh, Jane dear, it was so good.  Never like with your father.  
Oh, what am I saying?' She covered her eyes in shame.
     'Mummy, don't be ashamed.  I know what it is like to fuck 
Richard.  It's the most beautiful feeling.   Just remember the pleasure 
he 
gave you.'
     'You know what it's like with him?'  She was shocked at the 
thought.
     'Yes, he has fucked me, Mommy.  In fact he took my virginity. 
I am a true woman now and it was a beautiful experience.  All the 
others watched while we did it too.'
     'I can't believe this is happening,' she stammered.
     Roger then spoke up.  'Edith, we want you to think of yourself 
as one of our family now.  It is not shameful to enjoy something that is 
pleasurable and nice.  Just say to yourself that it was a beautiful 
experience and you want to have many more like it.   We want you to 
be part of our very close family.   I want you to enjoy all the 
fulfilment 
of everyone loving each and every member.  Can you imagine waking 
up each morning and not knowing whom you are going to make love to 
next?  It could be Richard or me just as easily as anyone of the women 
here.  And you have such choice.  Everyone has their own specialties 
and their own favourite feelings.  Between us, we all satisfy each other 
very well and in any way you want or need at the time. Nothing is 
forbidden if you want to participate but you can reach your orgasms in 
any way and with whom you want.'
     Edith was flabbergasted and couldn't find the words to answer 
him.
     'But what about my husband?' She almost whined.
     'Don't worry about Geoffrey,' Margot said.  'Just leave him to 
us.  He may very well feel that being part of our family is to his 
liking 
too.'
     'He wouldn't, I know.'
     'Edith, just forget about him.  We will talk to him.'
     'Oh, no, you mustn't.'
     'Trust us, Edith.  You will not be brought into the discussions 
until he has fully committed himself,' Richard assured her.
     'Of course, there's Phillip,' Jane reminded everyone.
     'Oh, goodness, yes, if we all become part of this gathering, he 
will be left alone and he's such a wimp of a boy.'
     'We have ways of dealing with wimpish behaviour, Edith.  
We'll just have to think about how to handle him.'
     'Now I think it's about time we all headed off to bed.  Edith, 
you can't drive home at this hour.  You'll have to stay the night.'
     'But Geoffrey will be waiting.'
     'What for?  To bonk you?'
     'No, of course not.  He never does that now.   No, he'll just be 
waiting up.  Probably reading one of his books.'
     'You mean the girlie ones,' Margot asked sarcastically but Edith 
didn't catch the sarcasm.
     'Oh, probably,' she said, her head hung in exasperation.  Then 
she looked up quickly.  'Oh, Jane,' she gasped.
     'You have a daughter who sees almost everything you and your 
husband do, Edith.'
     'Oh, Jane, you knew too?  Oh, dear.'
     'Just ring him and say you are staying for the night,' Margot 
suggested.
     Edith made the call.  'He's O.K.,' she told them.
     'Good.  Now Jane, you can take your mother to bed with you.  
 It's time she learned to love you properly,' Richard instructed.
     'Me?  With my daughter?  Oh, no.'
     'You will not only do it, Edith.  You will do everything Jane 
tells you to, and you will enjoy it.  Then in the morning we all want to 
hear from your own lips just what you did.  Now do as you're told.' 
Richard dismissed her firmly.
     'Come, Mummy, I know you will enjoy our love.  Come.' She 
pulled her near naked mother to her feet and they walked hand in hand.

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