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FAMILY FANTASY (C) February 2002
BOOK THREE OF THREE Part 1 of 9
(MFF,MFFf,Ffm,Rom,forced,coerced,nc,1st.time,teen,spk,menst,ws,bdsm,ped(sortof),etc)

Sexual Fantasy Fiction
By Writer'sCramp

Synopsis Book Three:
The final book in this trilogy. Edith and Jane become full-time 
residents and several maidenheads are offered and taken. All move 
in to secluded mansion built secretly by wealthy leader, Richard and 
Edith's husband is coerced into the family, taking on the role of 
family high priest, a task he quickly begins to relish. Geoff and 
Edith's son, Phillip is 'trained' in a FemDom roll by the two younger 
girls who relish their task, eventually bringing the youth into full 
membership. Final members are inducted, the wife and pre-teen daughter 
of Geoff's hated nemesis the head elder in his old so-called church.
This book in a small way delves into the less accepted practices of 
human relationships, so readers should be warned of this aspect. As 
you will see from the sudden ending, there is much room for subsequent 
volumes but I have no intention of going down that path at present - 
too many other stories await completion.

Characters:
Richard Simmons, wealthy businessman
Amber now aged 20, wife of Richard
Cynthia, Amber's fantasy alter-ego
Roger Wright, medical doctor 
Margot Wright, wife of Roger 
Virginia, aged 18, daughter of Roger and Margot
Geoff Higrave, ex-vicar, repressed but learns to adapt
Edith Higrave, wife of local parson, aged 48
Jane Higrave, aged 22, daughter of Edith
Phillip Higrave, aged 15, wimpish and easily led
Arthur and Joanne Mellors, Butler & Housemaid
Alice Koning, aged 29, wife of Geoff's church elder
Jessica (Jessie) Koning, her daughter aged nearly 10

Preamble
Final segment from Book Two:
'I'm sure all of us are waiting in anticipation,' Richard agreed.  'But 
wait we must, and now that Amber can participate except for the real thing, 
sorry dear, I believe we will combine both events with a great feast, 
in fact a week of feasting and loving, culminating with four maidenheads 
being offered and taken.' 
     'Four?' Several questioned.
     'First and foremost, Virginia will present herself for sacrifice of her 
most sacred possession and then three anal openings are to be broken in.  
Amber, Jane and Virginia will all present themselves for their final 
fulfilments.'
     'Oh, God, a feast of deflowering as well as food,' Roger declared.
     'Precisely,' Richard agreed,  'and even though it's still two months 
away, we need to start planning. Agreed?'
     They did, enthusiastically.
     'Roger naturally, is promised Virginia's pussy, and I will have the 
pleasure of debasing Amber's pretty little backside.'
     'Oh, my goodness,' Amber cried in mock terror. 'He'll kill me with 
his monster,' and she held the back of her hand to her forehead in despair.
     'As I said, I'll take Amber's rear entrance,' Richard continued, 
smiling at his wife's antics.  'That leaves just the two girls.'
     'One for you and one or me, eh Rich?'  Roger said slyly.
     'I was rather thinking along the lines of Margot and Edith 
deflowering their own daughters, Roger,' he explained.  'Sorry.'
     Before Roger could object, both mothers declared the idea as 
acceptable and excellent, realising they would be using either fingers or 
other devices to achieve the task. The matter was settled there and then 
and they all went into a clutch of hugging, despite Roger's disappointment.
     'Afterwards, I am taking you all on a holiday.' He held his hands up.  
'Don't ask where, it's secret.  Won't be for long as Amber needs to be back 
with the twins, but it will be a good break after a week of debauchery.  And 
when we return, I have another surprise.  A big one, but don't even think of 
asking what.  It's a secret too.'
     'After that,' he went on.  'We still have to devise a way to bring 
Geoffrey and Phillip into the fold.  We two men are being worn out with all 
the demands you women put on our bodies.'
     'Oh, you poor darlings,' Amber cooed.
     'Yes, well you may think it's funny.  But then we'll be a full family.  
Four men, five women and two babies, all fucking one another. Babies 
excepted, of course,' he added.
     Planning for all these events began in earnest, priority being given 
to the week of loving and feasting. Richard told then he would need to be 
away for most of the time leading up to the week but would be home most 
nights.
     The family was in a state of excitement as each one was given their 
tasks to put the festivities together.     
	
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FAMILY FANTASY
BOOK THREE
	
Chapter One
     With the installation of the twins and Sandra, the new wet-
nurse and nanny, into the nursery, the whole family began to plan the 
forthcoming week of debauchery and feasting with enthusiasm 
bordering on lechery.
     Commencing with the taking of Virginia's virginity by her 
own father, and finishing with the deflowering of Amber's anal 
maidenhood by Richard to mark the restart of her sexual activity three   
months after   the birth   of the   twins, and   many mouth-watering and 
erotic experiences in between.
     With Edith and Jane becoming full-time houseguests, it was 
decided that their marriage to the rest of the family would take place 
during this week along with the two younger girls sacrificing their 
remaining maidenheads.
     'That'll mean I'll be a bigamist,' Edith told them seriously.  
'I'm already married to Geoffrey you know.'
     'We promise not to tell anyone,' Amber agreed, 
conspiratorially. 'Don't forget that the five of us are already married to 
each other.'
     'Oh, yes, so you are.'
     'Anyway, once we get Geoffrey indoctrinated you won't have 
to worry about it.  He'll be just as guilty as you.'
     'If... you get Geoffrey to join,' Edith corrected her.
     'Of course he'll join.  Once he gets a look at my tit's, he just 
couldn't refuse,' Margot encouraged but Edith still wasn't convinced 
although she smiled at the thought.
     Everything was thought through, discussed amongst 
themselves and finally decisions taken.  Food, clothing, especially 
lingerie and playthings, timing of various events were all carefully 
chosen.  Roger could talk of only one thing, the destruction of his 
daughter's hymen on her eighteenth birthday, which was to be the first 
day of this fantastic week.
     But it became clear to him that he wasn't going to get much of 
a say in how he was to achieve that.  The women, including Virginia 
herself were orchestrating all of these highlights.
     With the family growing, Joanne was given additional staff to 
help with the housework.  Although her duties remained with looking 
after the family and their personal pleasures, two housemaids were 
taken on.  It was Joanne's task to make sure the family's secrets were 
never discovered, or even hinted at.  But it did leave Joanne free to 
cater to her Masters and Mistress' needs.
     Roger, as her physician, continued to forbid Amber from 
engaging in sexual intercourse for the three months after the twins 
were born but that didn't stop her from indulging in all the other 
activities of the family.
     Little was seen of Richard over the last few weeks since his 
pronouncement of this week of family debauchery and they had all just 
assumed he was working on some big project at his office.
     He returned home several nights a week, and on most of these 
occasions, Edith, the oldest of the womenfolk, seemed to receive most 
of his attention when sexual urges needed to be satisfied.
     Invariably, as soon as he sat down with the family, he pulled 
the elder woman onto his knees and began to run his hand up under 
her skirt.   She of course enjoyed the attention, not because he chose 
her over the other younger women, but simply because she thrilled at 
what his hands could do to her.  She was thankful that none of the 
women ever complained that she was getting a greater share of his 
attention because she didn't want to be the one to stir up trouble 
between them, but she never complained when he chose her to soothe 
his sexual needs.
     His fingers rubbed her clitoris and pussy mercilessly and in 
front of everyone she frequently gasped her way to orgasm, sometimes 
several within minutes, becoming the centre of innuendo and jokes 
from everyone as she squealed and sighed in satisfaction.
     'You realise why he always picks you first, don't you, Edith 
dear,' Margot asked as Edith recovered from another climax.
     'I'm sure it's not because I've got the tightest pussy,' she 
tittered, always feeling self conscious in front of the others.
     'It's simply because you've been deprived of this satisfaction 
for so long that he's helping you catch up with us.'
     'No it's not that,' Richard responded.  'It's because she always 
becomes so embarrassed when she starts going red in the face in front 
of everyone else.   Gives me a great feeling of power. Edith, remove 
your clothing.  Quickly.'
     By now she had learned that any hesitation to one of their 
commands was promptly rewarded with some form of corporal 
punishment, so her hands moved automatically to begin unbuttoning 
her garments.   When naked she stood before them, and was 
commanded to kneel on hand and knees.
     'Well, Roger.  It's your turn this time.  You've been winging 
so much; maybe this will shut you up for a while.  Her rear end 
awaiteth your evil thoughts.'
     'Oh, I knew this was going to happen soon,' Edith cried out. 'I 
can't stop you, Roger.  No, what I mean is, I want you to do it, but I 
wasn't thinking of putting on a show, especially that way and with my 
own daughter watching.'
     'Don't worry, Edith,' Roger placated, as he too stripped 
naked, his penis standing up stiffly.  'Jane's seen it all before.  Just with 
different actors.  Haven't you sweetheart?'
     'That's right, Mom.  It's about time you did it in public.'
     Roger had already lubricated his condom-covered cock and 
had begun to enter the kneeling woman before Jane had finished her 
sentence.  He clutched the upthrust hips tightly and forcefully pushed 
his organ through the tight opening, until all could see he had coupled 
with the woman completely, the full length of his cock embedded in 
Edith's rectum.
     His strokes were purposeful, strong and rhythmic, soon taking 
away the biting pain of his initial penetration to produce a feeling of 
well being deep inside Edith.  It certainly wasn't the same as being 
fucked normally but the pleasurable sensations were there and she had 
to admit to herself that sodomy wasn't all that bad.
     Edith knew her breasts were swaying beneath her from 
Roger's thrusting and while it neither hurt nor annoyed her, she was 
conscious that the onlookers, her family, saw all.  She wished Roger 
would hold them, caress the sensitive nipples, squeeze or even pinch 
them.  He indeed was receiving sexual fulfilment, probably greater 
that if he were simply fucking her pussy because her anus was so 
much tighter.  But while the entire initial hurt had ceased quickly and 
the violation of her back passage was pleasant, she was gaining no 
great sexual joy.
     He made no move to assist in that way.  Instead, he held her 
by the shoulders and maintained his slow in and out motions, 
occasionally grunting in her ear when the stimulation peaked from 
time to time.
     Finally, someone came to her aid, for she felt a hand slip 
between her legs to softly rest over her widespread vulva.  A finger 
settled firmly on her love nub and as her body was pushed back and 
forth by Roger's exertions, so did her clitoris rub hard against the 
finger.  Her own sensations soon grew to nearing a climax, something 
she knew she would never have achieved simply from being 
sodomised.  She must remember to thank whoever had come to her 
rescue.
     'It's a tight arse you've got, Edith my girl,' Roger whispered 
in her ear.  'Tight as a virgin.  I'm going to shoot soon, just hold tight.'
     With that she felt his whole body go taut, shudder in the 
pleasure of his climax and then with one thrust deeply and hard, as 
deep as he could inside her bottom hole, he spilled his sperm into the 
rubber sheath covering his cock.
     Roger stopped his thrusting and while Edith could feel the 
tremors of his penis still pushing out the remnants of semen, he knelt 
unmoving, embedded inside her, enjoying the thrill of the receding 
orgasm.   She was thankful though, that whoever was manipulating her 
clitoris had not stopped.  Despite the increased weight of Roger as he 
leaned more heavily on her now that his load had been released, the 
finger never stopped and she closed her eyes to enjoy the final rush of 
feeling as her own climax surged within her body.   So fierce that she 
slumped on the carpet, expelling Roger's cock from its tight sheath.
     Roger rolled over on his back, his penis now subsiding within 
the condom.  The white fluid trapped inside, rested on his stomach.
     'God, that was good.   Edith, that was so good.' He was 
speaking as though only half conscious, giggling from the highs of his 
climax.  'That's why I like to fuck you in the arse too, Margot dearest.  
You should let me do it to you more often.  God, that was good.'
     Margot already knew his predilection for this form of 
intercourse, but she used her right of veto more as a form of blackmail 
and control rather than from dislike for the activity itself.
     'You know you don't get that privilege unless you've been a 
very good boy,' she patted his cheek as she knelt by the two reclining 
figures.
     'Edith, it's not over yet.  Come on, sit up,' She urged the 
satiated woman.
     'What do you mean?' Edith opened her eyes.
     'You've got some cleaning up to do.  Come on.'
     'What?' She asked, resting on an elbow, not understanding 
what Margot meant.
     'Our men's seed cannot be wasted, you know that.  Now down 
with it.'
     'Down where?'
     'Do I have to demonstrate?  If he had come in your mouth, 
you would have swallowed it all down.  It's no different now.'
     'What?  Out of the condom?' Her eyes showed she was aghast 
at the suggestion.
     'No more warnings, Edith.  Do it or face the consequences.'
     'Oh, I never thought...' But she knew she would, for the 
alternative punishment would be far worse.
     She knelt beside her violator, slid the rubber from his now 
shrivelled penis and held the opening to her lips; raising the sac of 
secretions with her other hand until the liquid ran into her mouth.  She 
swallowed small amounts several times until all was gone.
     'Now rinse his manhood clean, Edith.  Finish the job.' 
     This was less distasteful for she didn't mind the act of fellatio 
at all.  In fact relished the power it gave her over the male species.  A 
pity Geoffrey never tried to get her to do this she thought, but quickly 
realised that in those days, if he had she would have adamantly 
refused, as the goodly parson's wife.
     It was only then that she realised Jane was the one who had 
manipulated her to orgasm, for her daughter was now kneeling 
immediately behind where she and Roger had copulated.
     She looked at her daughter and whispered silently to her, 
'Thank you.' Jane smiled back.

     Richard allowed the women to handle all aspects of their 
forthcoming week of debauchery, and much planning had been carried 
out.   With just one month to go, it was decreed by all the womenfolk 
that both men and Virginia were to abstain totally from any sexual 
contact.  The men begrudgingly promised but Amber poo-pooed their 
apparent unhappiness by accusing them of being relieved at not having 
to perform sexually.  'We've worn your little dicks out, haven't we?  
The rest will do you good.' Roger silently agreed but never announced 
it publicly.
     Virginia complained bitterly as well, but she was given no 
chance to even try and promise that she would not secretly play with 
herself.  Amber decided that one of the four women would be with her 
twenty-four hours a day to make sure she never indulged in any form 
of self stimulation even for a moment.  Virginia soon realised that 
meant she had one of them with her at all times, sleeping, bathing, 
using the toilet or even just sitting around.
     She had tried to bribe Jane into an illicit sexual encounter but 
at dinner that night her sin was disclosed to all and Richard punished 
her cruelly with a racing crop over her bare bottom. Certainly nothing 
sexual, just burning pain that she would not readily forget.
     She had no difficulty in bathing naked in front of her 
chaperone for she had done so many times, but felt silly sitting on the 
toilet with someone watching.  It was difficult not to make a tinkling 
noise as she urinated and couldn't defecate without making a splash 
along with the subsequent smell.  During the five days of her period, 
she even had to change her sanitary pad in front of them.
     Virginia was given one further instruction; that she had to 
cover her entire body from sunlight for the whole month.  She was not 
to venture outside at all, and was made to wear long sleeves, slacks, 
gloves and a dark veil throughout the day.
     'Why am I being punished like this?' She whined with self-
indignity.  'I feel repressed.'
     'For several reasons,' Amber explained.   'Firstly, imagine how 
sexy you'll feel when you get to wear nice clothes again. And it will 
stop those dirty old men from having sexy thoughts about you when 
they see you.   They're on a sex-free month as well, you know and my 
dear, as much as you think celibacy is terrible, imagine their 
desperation as they cannot satisfy their lusts in any way.  But mainly it 
is to keep your lovely body milky white, as a young virgin should be 
on the night her maidenhead is violated.'
     'It's just awful,' the young girl complained but it did her no 
good.
     There was one consolation though and she found herself 
looking forward to the twice-daily body massages she received 
morning and night from whoever was in charge of minding her at that 
time.  Copious amounts of warmed baby oil were massaged into her 
skin at each session.  Into every crevice and surface so that within a 
few days her skin was soft and naturally glowing.  She could but 
imagine how beautiful she would look and feel by the end of the 
month.
     Each session was the same.  Immediately after her morning 
bath, she placed herself on the special massage table that had been 
installed in her bedroom.  Laying tummy down, the warm oil was 
poured on her back and legs and massaged into her pores by soft and 
loving hands.  While it was not sexual, it was the next best feeling.   
Hands that slid over her bottom cheeks, working the liquid deeply into 
the crevice, the finger sliding back upwards to remove any surplus that 
may have been left in the groove or her puckered opening.  Soft hands 
that spread the warmth all over her back, working it in to every pore, 
over the backs of her arms, and then again downwards, to massage 
every muscle in her legs, even between each toe.  The final stop in this 
position each time, was to feel a finger press again into the groove of 
her bottom to press just below her anus, but low enough not to touch 
her most sensitive of openings, where several droplets of warmth fell, 
only to be squeezed inside.  The finger did not intrude inside and 
remained there just long enough to push the small amount of oil 
inwards.
     After she was instructed on the first day, no words were 
spoken during any anointing.   When her back was completed she 
turned herself over, eyes remaining closed and she positioned herself 
as she had been told.   Laying on her back, arms spread out so they 
rested over each edge of the table, legs straight out but opened so her 
feet were pointed towards each corner.
     Arms and legs were first attended in the same manner, with 
toes and even between her fingers receiving the warm soothing 
treatment.  Hands then massaged the oil into her armpits, down the 
sides of her torso and finally stomach, breasts and lastly, her love 
mound and vagina.   As always, Virginia longed for those palms to 
press and squeeze her breasts and nipples, to mould and caress, but 
always she was disappointed.  Rather, taught fingers poked, prodded 
and scraped the soft muscle tissue to ensure the greatest amount of 
moisturising oil soaked into her delicate skin.  The same happened 
when the fingers finally alighted on her hairless pussy.  No caressing 
of pussy or clitoris, no sexy pleasures that she longed for, just fingers 
making sure that by the end of the month, this virgin body would be 
offered to her daddy in it's purest beauty.   Soft, pure, milk white and 
translucent, desiring the bodily pleasures she now so desperately 
sought.  Finally a film of oil was left over her vaginal opening and she 
was lifted onto the floor and dressed.
     The same procedure took place each night after her bath 
immediately before she was put to bed, leaving her unfulfilled 
sexually but unable to help herself in that way because one of her 
minders was always sitting at her beside until she was well asleep.  
She did enjoy those times just talking with her female family but 
whenever she tried to steer the discussion to one of an intimate nature, 
the subject was quickly changed.  She began to appreciate the poetry 
that was read to her, mostly romantic but never crude.
     Even the days of her menstrual period changed nothing in this 
routine.  In the first two heavy discharge days she knew her blood had 
shown as she lay on the table, legs open, because the warmth was felt 
on the cooler outer lips.  The masseuse made no change in her actions 
except that a fresh sanitary pad was pressed into place each time 
before she stood down.

     The women planned well and conspiratorially, never letting 
Virginia or Roger into their discussions.  Richard was rarely in the 
house, having a substantial workload at his office.  A major deal is on, 
he would tell them when he stayed away days at a time.  Amber was 
not included in the planning when Margot, Jane and Edith worked on 
the details for the deflowering of her rear passage by Richard.   Nor 
was Jane or Virginia allowed assisting with any matters relating to 
either girl losing the virginity of their back entrances.
     New garments were bought, many made specially to order; 
magnificent and expensive lingerie arrived almost daily. Caterers 
attended many briefings and expensive and exotic wines were 
delivered.   For the twenty-eight days preceding the first night of 
celebrations, Joanne attended a live-in course on video camera film 
making by the city's foremost tutor.  She was the only participant.
     While Virginia's sexual urges were denied her completely 
because a minder was always nearby, Roger felt no less denied, but far 
more frustrated.  As the days of abstinence lengthened, so did his 
needs, and on several occasions he was caught massaging himself 
through his trousers.   His denials of a climax were always disputed by 
the women who treated him with derision and showed little affection 
towards his manly needs.
     Being on his own for most of the time made his task difficult 
because he had much time to contemplate his withdrawn desires and 
the lack of understanding by the women who previously catered to any 
whim he sought, making him feel alone and unloved. Even the thought 
of what was to take place between he and his young virginal daughter 
in just a handful of days ahead was of little help as all it did was 
remind him again and again of his great need for sexual release.
     Not so the remaining four females who shared one bed 
together each night and indulged themselves in all forms of lesbian 
delights whenever and with whomever they desired.
     On the last night before "The Debauching" as they all called 
the week ahead, it was decided that each of them would divulge the 
most erotic act they had experienced over that month and have it 
performed with whoever had given them the most pleasure in that act.  
To make it more exciting, Roger was made the pawn for the night, but 
this in itself was part of their planning for the start of tomorrow's 
games.  Virginia had fallen asleep and was quietly handcuffed to her 
bed so even in wakening she could not manipulate her sensitive zones 
in any way. 
     Roger was tied to the wall, naked and standing up, but the 
way he was fastened left him with no ability to move at all. Even in 
exhaustion, he could never have fallen or moved from the position he 
now found himself and his view of four naked women kissing and 
fondling each other, was more than his deprived manhood could take 
without standing taut and erect.   So his erection stood tall.
     Finally the four sat at the head of the bed in a semi circle, 
facing Roger but no one ever looked in his direction, as though he was 
not even present.
     Edith spoke first, a little giggly from embarrassment.
     'When it comes to sex with ladies such as you,' she added, 
bending her head self-consciously.  'I don't think I can better being 
rubbed to orgasm by any one of you, but especially after I've had my 
backside well tanned.  I've got to say you all know how to masturbate 
me very well, but Amber seems to bring out the pinkest in me when 
she takes me over her knee, so I've got to choose her tonight.'
     Amber beamed as they all applauded her.
     'Alright,' she said, moving down to sit on the end of the bed.  
'Come here and stand in front of me,' she directed Edith severely.  
Roger looked on, his state of excitement becoming more pronounced 
as the tableau before him progressed.
     Amber's punishment of Edith's bottom was indeed harsh with 
one hand thrashing the older woman mercilessly while the other 
manipulated her towards orgasm.  Tears rolled down her cheeks onto 
the floor, as she flung her head violently up and down in a state of 
both agony and ecstasy.  They all saw the ecstasy finally roar through 
her body but the cruel beating she received, never eased until the final 
throes of the climax ceased.
     The stories of sexual fulfilment continued into the night, until 
both Jane and Margot agreed that they received their greatest thrill 
from the simple act of lesbian love they gave each other.  As they laid 
head to toe in the classic sixty-nine position, pleasuring each other's 
sex with their tongues and lips, Roger sighed and groaned as his taut 
penis began to spurt torrents of sperm into the air and onto the carpet.
     He had achieved orgasm without any stimulation whatsoever, 
his arms stretched against the wall.
     'Don't worry, Roger dear,' Margot chided.   'It should save you 
from prematurely ejaculating tomorrow when you perform over your 
daughter's pure young body.'
     The women showed little concern or even much interest in 
the globs of mess deposited on the floor or even the string of sticky 
fluid that hung from the tip of his now soft penis as they returned to 
watching Amber and Jane in their lovemaking.

Chapter Two
     Finally, the day to start their celebrations arrived and as 
orchestrated by the ladies of the house all met in the den at 10.30 that 
morning.  No one was late, and their excitement was evident from the 
chatter   and good-natured joking amongst themselves.
     'It's a pity about your daughter, Roger,' Amber commiserated.
     'What?' Roger looked at Virginia with concern.
     'Her period arrived early.'
     'Oh, not today,' he cried in anguish.
     'Looks like we'll have to put it off for a week then,' Edith 
joined in.
     'I can't wait that long.  Oh, how did that happen?' He was now 
looking for someone to blame.
     'It's all right, Daddy.  I'm as sweet and clean as any pure 
virgin,' she reassured him.
     'You'll pay for that, Amber, my dear,' Roger warned.
     Margot came up to Virginia and hugged her tightly.  'Happy 
eighteenth birthday, darling.  It's taken a long while to arrive. We are 
so proud of you, you know.' She kissed her daughter full on the mouth 
and the others followed suit, handing her presents galore.
     Except for the birthday girl who was still dressed in her 
preparation clothes that she had worn for the past month, all the other 
women wore beautifully fitted roman slave-girl costumes, which 
accentuated their breasts, cleavage and waist.   One shoulder was bare 
and the material filmy but not quite sheer enough to show any detail of 
what they might be wearing underneath.  Each costume was in a 
different pastel colour, giving each woman her own sense of 
individuality.
     The men were dressed in expensive but light suits, showing 
off the fact that they were both slim and very fit.
     As Virginia opened her presents she found she had received a 
full outfit similar to those worn by the others but her was in the purest 
of white and included what seemed to be a complete set of underwear 
as well.
     'It's time to discard all of those clothes you hated so much,' 
Margot told her.  Virginia squealed her excitement and raced upstairs 
to change, Jane following with Joanne, now the house photographer in 
pursuit, her video camera whirring.  They were given one hour to 
complete that task and return for the start of lunch.

     'I give you Miss Virginia Wright, pure and unspoiled, fully 
intact and offering herself to the male who is to make her a whole 
woman,' Jane announced to the gathered family.  Jane held Virginia's 
hand high up as she led her into the room and walked straight to 
Roger, laying the young girl's hand onto Roger's outstretched arm.
     Virginia was beaming, flushed pink with excitement and 
coyness as she smiled up into her father's face.
     'You look just beautiful, darling,' Roger declared as he leaned 
forward to kiss his daughter chastely on the corner of her mouth.  The 
others looked on, agreeing with Roger's summation.
     Virginia stood with them, dressed in the same clothes as the 
other women but because her costume was crystalline white, purity 
seemed to exude from her very being.  The garment showed off the 
firm swell of her young bosom with its deep valley, to such an extent 
that those looking on felt the urge to slide their hand inside to caress 
the softness.   The deprivations of the last month and the care lovingly 
tendered to her skin over that time were now clearly seen.   Her bare 
shoulder was of the purest alabaster white, untouched by the sun for 
the past month, without blemish, firm and vibrant.  Only the lightest of 
make-up was used, and her long dark hair fell down to the small of her 
back.
     As Margot moved to her daughter's side, Virginia whispered, 
'I'm scared, Mummy.  I know it's going to hurt but I want more than 
anything to lose this barrier to my ultimate pleasure.'
     'It will be over quicker than you imagine, darling,' Margot 
reassured her.  'And you couldn't have anyone better than your father 
to remove your virginity.  He's a wonderful lover, Virginia.  He will be 
very gentle.'
     The young girl turned to tell her father that she was happy he 
was to be the one but Roger had disappeared.
     'Where's my violator?' She asked no one in particular.
     'He's preparing himself, my dear,' Edith told her.
     Her state of excitement seemed to increase as she hugged and 
kissed her family one by one.  When she came to Jane the two 
youngest girls hugged as lovers would and their lips clung together in a 
very sexual embrace.
     'I feel so horny,' Virginia said aloud.  'A whole month of 
absolutely no sex wasn't fair.  No matter how much Daddy hurts me in 
his violation of my innocent pussy, the pleasure of being able to have 
sex with you all at last will outweigh all the pain he gives me.  
Especially with you, my darling sister,' she added in a whisper only 
Jane could hear.
     'Me too, dear,' Jane answered, kissing her ear lobe as they 
parted.
     'Let's move to the Sacred Altar of Love,' Amber directed. 
Some tittered as they moved out.

     The two older women lead the novitiate to the small room 
where each of the females had received their punishments from time 
to time.  It was small and intimate, warm and cosy.  Richard who had 
no involvement so far was content to remain that way, leaving the day 
in Roger's care.  Jane and Amber each took one of his arms and 
accompanied him, all being followed by Joanne who now looked the 
part of movie maker to the stars.
     Roger was already in the room, dressed in a black robe held 
together by a white tie around his waist.
     The room was dark except for two spotlights that shone on 
the white silk covered altar in the centre of the room.  The usual 
armchairs and lounges encircled the altar and as they drew near all 
could see the silk shawl folded neatly and resting on a pillow near the 
centre of the Sacred Altar of Love, as they were to call it from now on; 
near the centre and just where her bottom would lay in a few minutes 
more.  Soft music played in the background.
     Roger was placed at the end of the altar.  There was just 
enough room for Margot and Edith to move Virginia around between 
the chairs and the raised altar so that everyone could clearly view all 
the proceedings.
     Edith began, calling for silence and attention.
     'We are here today to celebrate the coming of age of this 
young woman who offers the sacrifice of her virginity to the male 
responsible for her creation.' Edith then turned to the nervous girl.  'Do 
you, Virginia, confirm you wish to be deflowered by your father in the 
presence of these your family?'
     'I do.'
     'Virginia, do you, in the act of this supreme sacrifice which 
can never be reversed once given, then give yourself as wife to each 
one present.' 
     'I do.'
     'Do you, Virginia, once having given your virginity, offer 
yourself as wife to every member present to do as they wish with you, 
in the obtaining of their own and your personal pleasures as every wife 
should?'
     'I do, most happily.'
     Margot then spoke to Roger.
     'This young woman has pledged her defloration to your care. 
Do you accept this offer and undertake the task with devotion, love 
and tenderness?'
     'I do.'
     'Do you confirm that you have remained celibate over the 
period of this last month, in preparation for the task now given to you?'
     'I do.'
     'Are you ready now to carry out the task?'
     'I most certainly am.' All present could see the erection 
pushing against the fabric of his robe.
     'We will therefore prepare the young virgin for the 
deflowering.'
     A murmur of ascent rippled among the onlookers as Edith and 
Margot moved Virginia in front of Amber.  Edith began to undo and 
remove Virginia's frock as the young girl stood erect, looking lovingly 
into Amber's eyes, a wide happy smile spreading across her face. 
     As Virginia stood in her underwear, Margot asked Amber to 
remove another piece of clothing which she was to keep.  Amber 
reached up to undo three small buttons and then eased Virginia's silken 
chemise off her shoulders.   A glistening white bra beneath held the 
virgin's protruding breasts firmly erect. 
     Amber encased the young girl firmly in her arms and kissed 
her lovingly.
     As they stepped before Richard, Edith removed the half-slip 
to reveal the tall slim figure dressed in silk panties, suspender belt and 
sheer white stockings and bra.
     'You may remove one garment to keep as a reminder of this 
day.'
     There were really only two choices, the bra or the suspender 
belt.  Not wanting to spoil the build-up, he began to undo the stockings 
from the suspender and finally reached around the young girl, placing 
his face against her stomach as he undid the clip.

He kissed her navel as he straightened up, a wide smile on his 
face.   As she moved off, Virginia kissed him chastely on the lips.
     Edith knelt down to remove Virginia's stiletto pumps, and 
then purposefully rolled the sheer stockings down each leg, finally 
removing them from her feet.
     When requested, Jane had no hesitation in releasing the young 
girl's breasts from the mounded bra.   As she knew they would, the 
eighteen year old's breasts stood perkily firm and upright, no sign of 
drooping in the least, and Jane in her love for her sister and wife, 
softly kissed the cherry red tip of each breast.  'Take courage,' she 
whispered. 
     Roger had looked on in silence as his daughter was slowly 
deprived of her wedding clothes.  Now finally, she stood with her two 
mothers and wives in just silky French knickers, loose leggy knickers 
that gave anyone who wanted, easy access to her holy of holies.
     Margot stood her in front of the seated three, and knelt beside 
the virgin daughter.  She slipped the knickers down and helped the girl 
to step out of them.  Virginia was naked, her body as though 
translucent, white without any tan-marks at all. A body beautiful, 
hairless from her neck down, neither underarm hair nor any around the 
circle of each nipple, remained. All her leg and body fuzz removed 
and her pubic region as clean as the day she was born, every inch of 
her body creamy white and glowing with youthful vigour.
     Edith led her to Amber, sitting her down on Amber's lap.   
Amber massaged the upstanding breasts as she had done many times 
before, kissing the pointed nipples, licking the round of each aureole 
before sucking the taught flesh between her lips.  She held the girl 
warmly with love. 
     Virginia responded and found she wanted more.   Her loins 
began to develop the prickly heat that only an orgasm could cool and 
she longed for a hand to be pressed between her thighs. But Edith and 
Margot watched closely and made sure that contact stayed only with 
the young girl's breasts.
     They moved her onto Richard's knee.  'Oh, Uncle Richard,' 
Virginia gasped in mock surprise.  'What a hard lump I'm sitting on.'
     'You will make it harder still a little later, my dear,' he 
promised, his hands cupping her breasts firmly, fingers rubbing each 
nipple.  Her arousal was growing and she desperately needed release 
but her minders forbade her this pleasure.
     Jane's touch increased her needs acutely as she lovingly 
plundered the young girl's firm hillocks, squeezing and then 
massaging, kissing and then licking until a climax neared.  But the 
young girl knew she mustn't let her body go that far until she gave 
herself to her waiting and patient father.
     Finally Edith and Margot lifted the virgin child upwards and 
settled her on the altar, her bottom placed exactly on the pillow and 
over the folded white silk scarf, the instrument that would catch and 
record for all time, the results of her first sexual encounter with the 
male of the species.
     They laid her down, legs together and arms at her side.  Her 
long dark hair was laid out right around her head, black against the 
white of the altar, accentuating the beauty of her face and ruby red 
lips.  Despite her earlier concern, Virginia was now at complete ease, 
looking up at her father still standing at the foot of the altar where she 
now lay.
     Margot stood beside Roger, making sure he remained in full 
view of the young girl looking on.  She placed a hand around his neck, 
pulling is face to hers and kissed him deeply.   'Are you aroused?' She 
asked.
     'Indeed I am.'
     She removed the white tie from around his waist and opened 
his robe.  Roger stood naked before them, penis taut and upstanding 
with a drop of seminal fluid on its tip.
     'You can kiss your daughter, on her lips and breasts only,'
     He moved to her side and took her face between his hands, 
gently kissing the red smiling lips.  As his mouth opened, so did the 
child's beneath him.  Their tongues met and played together as 
breathing became deeper and quicker.  He moved his mouth to her 
breasts, sucking first one and then the other as far as he could inside, 
worrying each nipple with his tongue.
     'The time has come,' Margot prompted, moving Roger down 
to the end.   She moved her daughter's legs apart and pressed her heels 
back into the pillow beneath her bottom.  Virginia's vulva, hairless and 
shimmering from the lubricant that had been placed there, invited her 
father's immediate intrusion.
     Every move, every minute sensation was being recorded by 
Joanne who, because of the quality of equipment, was able to remain 
well back in the shadows, working unobtrusively.
     Roger placed his knees on the divan between his daughter's 
widely spread knees.  But instead of positioning himself for the 
onslaught, leaned down and began kissing her inner thighs, licking, 
trailing saliva ever closer to her opening.  Finally as her hips began to 
sway with arousal, the tip of his tongue traced the edge of her labia 
upwards until it rested in her clitoris momentarily only to trail back on 
the other side.   His hands never touched her skin, just the fineness of 
his pointed tongue made contact.  Upwards again, directly up the 
centre, feeling the smooth sides of each of her sex lips, pink and 
kissable.
     As his mouth settled over the soft opening, his tongue began 
it's work, nuzzling her clit, dipping into her parted opening until he 
could feel the membrane he was about to rupture.  Returning to her 
clit, his tongue hardened and quickly brought the girl near to 
orgasming.
     He was not allowed to continue.
     'It's time, Roger,' Margot instructed.
     His knees moved forward and Virginia could feel her mother's 
hand directing the instrument that would shortly remove her hymen for 
all time.
     She thought to herself that no matter how painful this would 
be she must stand it without crying out.  She had waited so long for 
this day to arrive, the day she was to become a woman, the day from 
which she could have full intercourse with whomever she pleased.
     Those seated saw Roger's purple headed penis press lightly 
into the crease of the young girl's pussy, Margot's hand still guiding, 
gently tickling the shaft.
     Virginia felt the intrusion immediately, almost sensing her 
sex lips being separated by her father's cock as it slid further inside.  
Feeling the thickness of his weapon, like nothing she had ever known 
before but somehow knowing this is how it would be.
     She lifted her arms to encircle his neck as he leaned closer to 
her, almost lying along her body, his weight pressing down on her 
pelvis, his eyes closed in concentration.
     'Make love to me, Daddy, I want you to do it, to make me a 
woman at last.  If I cry out, don't stop.  I love you, Daddy.'
     Margot had released his penis once it was inserted into her 
daughter's opening, and moved her hand onto the young girl's clitoris.  
It was slippery with lubricant and she began to rub her finger against 
the swollen love nub, sending shivers along Virginia's spine.
     Roger was perspiring, not from exertion but from the nervous 
emotion of what he was doing.  Here he was, a practicing physician in 
his forties, making love, sexual intercourse no less, with his eighteen 
year old virgin daughter, his wife by their side arousing his daughter's 
sexual urges with her finger, and in the presence of the rest of his 
newly found family.  It was slow motion unreality, a dream almost, but 
it was indeed happening for he could now feel his cock pressing 
against the barrier.  He had gone as far as he could without rupturing 
that prize of prizes, one step before removing her virginity once and 
for all. 
     He could simply use the short vaginal tunnel that he had 
entered so far, to masturbate himself to a climax and leave her in 
peace.  But this was what he had waited for these long months, not 
that he really had to wait until she turned eighteen, but that was how 
the agreement had always been and he was not about to give it up now.
     'I'm pushing against your hymen, darling.   Am I hurting 
you?'
     'It's not hurting much.  I do love you, Daddy.  Keep going.'  
She was still clinging to his neck and pulled him down to kiss him 
with love in her eyes.
     'I'll try to break through gently, dear.  Tell me when it begins 
to hurt.'
     Virginia felt his manhood pressing harder inside her, as 
though the whole of her insides were about to be torn apart.  It wasn't 
pain but simply the unnatural pressures inside that she found so 
unpleasant.  She wanted to get it over and done with.
     Roger pressed harder, shifting his knees to give him greater 
strength.  The hymen wasn't breaking as he had hoped but rather than 
thrusting with force, he continued to push gently.
     Virginia cried out when she felt the sting as part of the 
membrane gave way but it was by no means enough to give her father 
full access.  Roger felt it give slightly too as his penis moved forward a 
little but knew he still had some way to go.  He pushed until he turned 
red in the face, and knew he must be hurting her by now but the barrier 
held firm to his intrusion.
     The young girl's face showed the strain she was feeling and 
Roger eased back, withdrawing his penis only slightly to ease her 
discomfort for a moment.  The finger tickling her clitoris was nice, but 
not enough to take her mind off what was happening deep inside her.
     Margot slid her free arm under Virginia's neck and began to 
whisper encouragement.
     'Just hold on, darling.  Be brave.  It will be worth it, you 
know.   You can help your daddy do it.  When he presses down again, 
you press your pussy up against him.  It might help to finish the job 
more quickly.   Don't worry if you cry out.  We won't mind.  It's 
allowed you know.'
     This inexperienced young woman listened and as Roger 
pressed himself down on her again, hard against her maidenhead, she 
thrust her torso firmly upwards and screamed at the burning ache this 
brought on herself.  But then she heard he father breath deeply and felt 
his body suddenly much closer and much deeper inside her.  He had 
dislodged that which changed her from a maiden to a woman and she 
knew the worst was over.
     Everyone realised Roger had broken through at once. Virginia 
burst into tears, not from the physical pain, although that was severe, 
but from the sheer joy of knowing she had given her father the honour 
she had promised for so long.  She was crying for joy and clung tightly 
to her lover as he now began his thrusting movement that a man would 
do once inside his woman.
     Between tears and deep sobbing laughter, she spoke her joy. 
'Thank you, Daddy, it's just wonderful.  I feel wonderful.  Keep doing 
it.  It doesn't hurt much.  Come inside me, father. Leave me with your 
sperm.  Come quickly, Daddy.'
     Roger had remained completely celibate for a whole month, 
and despite his discharge last night he felt the great need for release.  It 
was not long before he knew he would not control his body any 
further, and growled in contentment as the orgasm burst forth 
depositing his sperm at the door of his daughter's womb.
     'Oh, my little darling,' he cried in satisfaction.  'You've made 
me feel so proud.  I'll remember this until the day I die. There's lots 
more to come,' he promised her, kissing her ear, as he relaxed once the 
ejaculations eased.  They remained entwined for many minutes, not 
moving and saying nothing.  Just relishing their sense of mutual 
achievement.
     As Roger moved to dislodge himself, Margot helped him to 
withdraw from their daughter's body.  'Stay still, darling,' she told the 
young woman, as Roger's cock slipped out of the warm sheath.  It was 
stained red and they all saw the stream of fluid flow down his 
daughter's vagina and onto the white shawl beneath her.   Bright red 
virginal blood mixed with his sperm was deposited onto the cloth 
which she would cherish for a lifetime, her proof of virginity, the 
giving of herself to be deflowered by the one of her own choice.
     Without spoken word, Roger sat on the side of the divan and 
Amber moved to his side, kneeling and taking his stained penis softly 
into her mouth.  She washed his manhood with her tongue, bringing 
him to a further erection by the time she had finished. But neither he 
nor she wished to proceed further, both wanting to watch as Margot 
began to clean her daughter.
     'Lay still, darling.  Let me clean you up before you move.'
     Margot lifted the now bloodied shawl to soak the remaining 
fluid from between her legs and down her bottom cheeks.  Having then 
carefully removed the shawl from beneath her daughter, Margot 
opened the young girl's legs and with gentle motherly kisses to the 
tender flesh between her thighs, began to lick the remaining secretions 
away.  Showing no distaste for this messy task, she worked slowly 
along the crease of the girls bottom until that was clean and them 
placed her mouth fully over the open vulva, cleansing the area with 
her tongue and lips until she could feel no more liquid draining out 
and the metallic taste of blood had disappeared.
     She placed a sanitary napkin over the weeping entrance and 
slipped a pair of cotton panties up Virginia's legs to hold it in place as 
she sat up.
     'Well, darling,' she smiled to her daughter.  'We really can't 
call you Virginia any more because you're not one now, are you?  
Would you like to be called Ginny from now on?'
     The tired young woman smiled and agreed that it was most 
appropriate.  She sat beside her father, resting her head on his shoulder 
as they watched Jane and Edith fondling Richard very intimately over 
his trousers.
     'It would be easier if you took his pants off,' Ginny giggled.  
She looked on as Richard received a cock bath from the loving soft 
lips from the two women.
     'How soon before I can be fucked again, Daddy?' she looked 
into his face innocently.
     'Well right away if you want to, but it might be better to wait 
until morning when I can examine you properly.  It's still too bloody 
inside to see clearly yet and by morning all the soreness will be gone 
too.   Why don't you take Jane up to bed with you?  She can sooth you 
to sleep and then you can get up to all the mischief you want when you 
wake up.'
     The two youngsters walked out arm in arm, Ginny wearing 
only her white cotton panties, and Jane, having been reduced to bra, 
panties, suspenders and stockings in the same pastel shade as her frock 
which Richard had helped her discard.  As they went through the door, 
the parents could see each girl stroking the other's bottom cheek.

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