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FAMILY FANTASY (C) February 2002
BOOK THREE OF THREE Part 9 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

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

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Chapter Twenty Five
     A few days later, Amber had been recalled for a family 
gathering, Alice and Jessie, remaining in their hotel room for an 
evening alone.  The Forum met in the Colosseum, all seated in a 
darkened side of the room, watching Edith as she sat beneath a 
spotlight in the centre of the room.  She was dressed in a silken 
negligee, moulding her curves, breasts thrust out, nipples pointing 
through the soft material.  The material shimmered in the bright light, 
and the onlookers imagined they could almost see through it, but they 
were mistaken.
     When the knock came, she said simply, 'Bring them.'
     Joanne led Jane and Phillip in, placing them so they stood at 
each side of their mother.
     Phillip wore silk pyjamas, dark blue in colour.  He was 
blindfolded with what appeared to be the same material.
     Jane was not blindfolded and wore a nightdress of the same 
blue silk and a jacket of lighter but matching colour worn over the 
nightie.   The jacket came to just below her bustline, the front unjoined 
and buttonless.  Her breasts pushed the front of the jacket away from 
her body, opening it further but still covering sufficient to hide her 
twin mounds completely.  Where the jacket stood open between her 
breasts, they could see the top of the nightdress was of the finest 
fabric, almost completely see-through, showing the pink hue of her 
skin beneath.  The blue silk obviously commencing below her breasts.
     Edith placed an arm around each child, cupping a bottom 
cheek in each hand.   'Well, my dears,' she said.   'Tonight is Phillip's 
big night.  Do you know why, Phillip?'
     She pulled the boy tighter to her, rubbing her hand over the 
silky material covering his bottom.
     'No-one has told me anything,' the boy explained, bewildered 
by his inability to see anything.
     'No?   Well, it's supposed to be a secret anyway.   Your sister 
has told me all the bad things that's happened to you since you 
arrived.'  He gasped at the realisation, remembering some of the things 
he wouldn't want his parents to ever know. 'Yes, everything, my 
darling boy, even what happened at the pool.'
     'Mum, I'm sorry.  I couldn't help it.'
     'Of course not, it happens to all men.  That's the way these 
things happen and I know it makes you feel special when it does.  Isn't 
that true?'
     His blush was vivid red against the darkness of the blindfold.  
'Yes,' he whispered.
     'So to make up for all the nasty things the girls have done to 
you, tonight, darling, you are going to become a man.'
     'I don't understand, Mum,' he said in all innocence.  'How do I 
do that?'
     'Well, firstly you're going to be privileged to touch a lady's 
breasts.  Both Jane and Ginny tell me you have been trying to do that 
ever since you arrived.  Correct?'
     'I didn't mean to be so bad,' he whimpered.
     'It's all right, Phillip.  You have permission.  But there is just 
one condition.'
     He knew he was being led along again, the outcome being he 
will have no chance to comply and permission will be withdrawn 
before he succeeds.
     'That is, you must control your desires throughout the 
evening, Phillip.  You are not to allow yourself to climax until you are 
told.   If you do, it will be a long time before you're given the chance 
again.'
     He groaned loudly.
     'It is simply a matter of will power, dear.  When the urges 
grow so strongly, just turn your mind to other things.   A snowfield or 
the beach, perhaps.  It just needs positive thoughts at the right time and 
you will succeed.'
     'I'll try, Mum.'
     'Good boy.  Now come here and give your Mommy a big hug 
and kiss.  It's been so long since my little boy did that.'
     She pulled him to her, spreading her legs as he moved 
forward.  Her arms held him to her chest tightly and she pressed her 
open mouth over his virginal lips.  He received for the first time, a 
lover's kiss, feeling her tongue press inside his mouth, wetness 
covering his lips, soft hands holding his head as she kissed 
passionately.
     'Again, darling, it was so good.'
     One arm went around his waist, stroking his back, wandering 
down over his bottom, while the other held his head to hers.  He felt 
the most wonderful sensations as she continued, tickling his earlobe, 
stroking his cheek, and running fingers through his hair. With her 
other hand she pulled his bottom closer, pressing his genitals into her 
groin, feeling the stiffness rising under the thin silk of her nightdress 
and his pyjamas, such thin fabric separating each other's sexual flesh.
     'Remember, darling.  Will-power.'
     She then took each of her son's hands and moulded them to 
her breasts.  'You used to suck them, son, with such tenderness. Then 
they were a source of nourishment but now they can be a source of 
joy.  Feel them, son.  Do they feel beautiful?  Tell me you love them 
once again.'
     'I do, Mummy.  I love touching them.  They feel beautiful,' the 
young boy almost sang from the feelings this activity brought to his 
inner being.
     'You can kiss them through the nightdress, dear.  Suck the 
nipples into your mouth.  Yes, that feels lovely for me too.  One day 
soon, you will touch them when I'm unclothed.  And you'll be allowed 
to look as well.'
     She felt his body flinch and he uttered the groan of one who 
was nearing orgasm.  'Stop,' she commanded, pushing him to arms-
length away.   'You were forgetting.  Control yourself.  It is for your 
lover's benefit as much as yours.   Have the sensations eased?'
     'I think so,' he told her.
     She ran her hand over his crotch, the thin silk causing little 
resistance, and felt his erection had not subsided at all. But rather than 
ceasing her titillation, she continued to stroke his hardness, cupping 
her hand over it, gently running fingers over his testicles, coming back 
to engulf the length with her closed hand.   Keeping him as near to 
ejaculation as she could without pushing him over the edge.
     'Is this nice, darling?' She spoke softly, sending shivers 
through him, causing teeth to chatter with excitement.  He was so near 
to coming, and yet with concentration, found he could defeat the urge 
of just letting it shoot off when he reached a certain point of 
excitement.
     'Yesss.  Yes, Mummy.  It is.'
     'Just hold on.  Don't give in.  Keep your mind firm.'
     She knew the time had arrived to give the boy some rest. She 
let his hard cock go, making sure the pyjamas didn't cause friction that 
could take him over the edge.
     'Good, boy, you've done well.  I didn't think you would.  I 
haven't touched you like that, ever, Phillip.   It excited me too.' A 
chaste kiss on the lips ended the session and she offered him a cool 
drink, allowing him to sit on a chair nearby, still blindfolded.
     After just a few short moments she stirred him again.
     'You have more to do, young man.  Stand up.' He stood and 
she walked him in front of her again.  'Are you still hard?'
     'I don't think so, Mum,' he said quietly.
     She spoke to the other one who he knew was in the room with 
them.   'Lower his pants a little.  Just until his manhood is exposed.'
     He felt the silk being slowly pulled down, felt the coolness as 
his penis and a strip around his bottom was made nude.
     'Yes, I can see you do indeed require some help.   You are soft 
again.   Not the way a young man standing in front of two ladies 
should be.  Touch him, my dear.  Help him to rise, to prepare for the 
mounting.'
     The blindfolded young man felt soft small hands cradle his 
genitals, gently tickling the hairs around his scrotum, tracing a finger 
along the length of his quickly hardening cock, circling the head with 
a rounded thumb and finger.
     'You are to have the pleasure of mounting this young woman, 
of making love to her as a man should until she overflows with climax.   
Then, and only then can you inundate her with your discharge?  Ah, I 
see that has had the desired effect.  Strong as a ramrod again.  But just 
remember, she must be pleasured to the fullest before you release.  Do 
you understand?   As before, you must control your urges until the 
female partner had been brought to the fullest of pleasures.'
     'Yes, I understand, Mum,' the excited boy answered, not quite 
knowing what was to happen next or how he could fulfil his 
obligations.
     'Good, then it's time to meet your partner.'  He felt hands 
untying the blindfold and as it fell away, gasped when he saw who 
stood beside his mother.
     'But I thought...' he mumbled in surprise.
     'You thought you were going to pleasure Ginny, didn't you?'
     'Yes.'
     'But instead, you find your own sister will be the one.  Is she 
not beautiful?  Will she not make an ideal partner for your first foray 
into true lovemaking?  Well?'
     'Yes, Mum.  She is very pretty.'
     'Indeed, and from now on, you will call me Mother. Anything 
else sounds very crude when matters of sex are under discussion.  
Now, you may open her jacket.  Slowly now, enjoy the vision of her 
nakedness.'
     He reached out with both hands and opened the garment, 
which covered her breasts from view, finding them completely 
unclothed, pushing forward, nipples hard in anticipation of what was 
to come.  Hesitantly he reached for one and then both as his hands 
cupped the naked mounds, the first touch of a female breast ever and 
especially, his sister's.
     'Kiss them, boy.  Place your mouth over them and kiss the 
firmness, make her feel as though you want them more than anything 
else in the world,' his mother prompted.  Indeed he did want nothing 
else at that moment.  His lips covered first one and then the other, 
running his tongue over the hard nipple, saliva glistening each time he 
moved to the other.  He was stooping slightly which saved him from 
brushing his genitals against her body, thankfully so.
     The thrill of orgasm was foremost in his loins, the need to 
discharges his love fluids so strong deep down in his mind, and yet as 
he sucked and massaged the mounds before him, he knew he must 
hold back from any thought of climax if he was to be allowed to 
continue.  It was difficult, a matter of controlling his mind as he had 
never done before.
     He felt her body shudder and she breathed an almost silent, 
'Oh,' as his lips sucked her sensitive nipples.
     'Are you ready, dear?' Her mother asked.
     'Yes, very much.'
     'Then remove the jacket.'
     Phillip watched as she removed the garment, the thin see-
through material of the bodice of her nightdress covering her top 
except where her breasts were exposed, glowed pinkish from her skin 
beneath.
     'Lay yourself down on the couch, dear, and raise your 
nightdress well up.   She did so, exposing herself to well above her 
waist, the silky material bunched together just above her belly button.  
Phillip stared down at her, taking little notice as his mother undid and 
removed his pyjama top.   She pushed his pants down until they fell to 
the floor but he felt no embarrassment now, conscious only of the next 
stage.  Was he really going to plunge into the depths of his older 
sister?  This was what the boys in his class bragged about and here he 
was about to do the same to his own sister.
     His mother stepped to his sister's side and with both hands, 
spread her knees so widely that he could see inside her sex opening, 
glistening with moisture, coral pink and the most beautiful sight he 
had ever seen.
     'Remember well, Phillip.  She is to be pleasured to the full 
before you take your own satisfaction.  Do you know what to do?'
     'Not really, Mother.  I've never done this before.'
     'But you've dreamed about it?'
     'Yes,' he agreed, blushing furiously.
     She ran her hand lightly under his testicles causing untold 
ripples of pleasure to rise, hardening his upright cock even tighter.
     'Kneel between her knees.  You are going to penetrate where 
you never have before.  You are going to fuck your sister, Phillip, 
while you mother watches.  Does it excite you?'
     'Yes,' he almost hissed.
     'Then lower yourself.  I will help you to find the opening.' He 
felt her hand take the head of his penis in her fingers and as he 
lowered his torso, felt penis connect with the warm and slippery flesh 
of his sister's open cunt.
     'Just press gently, it will slide inside,' she told him. Jane had 
not spoken a word, simply complying with her mother's wishes, happy 
at the thought of being serviced by a virgin, not distressed at all that 
she was yielding to the act of incest with her brother.
     He felt the tingle of oncoming discharge, finding it impossible 
to stop the fast growing sensations boiling within him.
     'I can't stop,' he cried out, terror stricken that he would come 
and spoil the future sexual pleasures he had been promised. As soon as 
he spoke the words however, a force descended upon his bare bottom 
as his mother's hand landed a stunning blow that shocked the very 
being of the boy who cried out in pain and surprise.  The thrill of sex 
left him for the moment, enough to let him gain control.
     'Concentrate on not coming, you ungrateful boy.  Your sister 
must come first; she must be pleasured before you shoot inside her 
pussy.   Concentrate on your thoughts.  Let her think about coming, not 
you.  Now, work more slowly.  Raise and push yourself but think of 
other things.'
     The act may have been new to him but his technique was 
perfect, grinding his hairy groin hard into her mound with every 
plunge of his cock, pressing her clitoris to ever higher sensations, 
slowly withdrawing so the ripples of oncoming orgasm intensified 
with each stroke.
     She was approaching her fulfilment and with ever quickening 
breath her noise level grew with every thrust, shaking her head from 
side to side, calling on this young lover to push harder, 'Love me, 
darling,' she called, holding his face between her hands.  Her heels 
circled his buttocks, giving him less and less movement with each 
thrust but increasing her own sensations as he delved deeper and 
deeper within her wet and sensitive channel.
     'Now, oh, yes here it comes,' she gasped finally as the sweat 
between their two bodies made slapping sounds.  'Ugh.  I'm coming, 
Phillip.  Oh, it's so good,' she cried with pleasure, her whole body 
shuddering in the throes of sexual bliss.   Her arms clasped him to her 
and she whispered closely into his ear, 'Come now, dear.  You can 
shoot inside me now.'
     The agony of holding back was over and he allowed himself 
two quick thrusts and the juices that had simmered just below the 
surface gushed along the hard tube of his manhood and the ecstasy of 
release groaned from his lips. 
     'Keep pushing, darling,' Jane told him.  'It will keep the 
feeling going,' she cajoled, thrusting her crotch hard and fast into him 
in perfect synchronisation, feeling the thrusts of his ejaculation 
flooding inside her.
     He could not begin to describe the feelings that sped through 
his body, the first feelings of true sexual fulfilment, now quickly 
draining his energies but still so wonderful all he wanted to do was 
rest his tired body on this naked flesh beneath him.
     'Roll over, Phillip,' his mother instructed and as he lifted his 
head, the rest of The Forum clapped in unanimous approval. He took 
some time to focus on those who were seated in the darkened corner.
     'How did you get in,' he jumped up in alarm, withdrawing his 
semi-deflated penis and trying to hide it with a hand.
     'It's all right, dear,' his mother pacified him.  'They were 
simply onlookers and obviously pleased with your performance. See, 
they're still clapping.   You've earned your entry to the family circle, 
The Forum, and from what we've seen I do believe your virility is 
destined to become a legend in the household. Every lady present is 
yearning for a chance to feel your handsome cock inside them.'
     'Me?  To do it to all of them?' His mouth was opened in shock 
at the news, shock but quickly changing to anticipation as the news 
sunk in.
     'Yes, whenever you like.  You also move into Jane and 
Ginny's room tonight.  I'm sure they'll make use of that hard cock you 
were sporting but make sure you spread yourself around. And I need 
your services just as much as any.'
     'But, Dad...?'
     'He saw it all and I'm sure was most impressed.'
     The boy, now crowned a man in his own right, looked down 
at his sister as she languished in fulfilment on the couch, her legs still 
widely spread and rivulets of white sperm dripping from her opened 
pussy onto the leather surface.
     'Thanks, sis,' he said.  'It was fantastic.'
     'There's plenty more,' she offered.  'You were good.'
     'Take Ginny and settle him into his new room,' Edith told her 
daughter.  'I'll bet he's still got plenty to discharge,' she purred.
     Jane showed no sign of concern as she rose and took his hand, 
feeling the sperm draining down her thighs as they walked to Ginny 
and left the room arm in arm.

Chapter Twenty Six
     'This is Alice and Jessica,' Richard introduced the two 
females to the rest of the group at dinner the next evening. 'They will 
be staying with us for some time.'
     Pleasantries were exchanged, Alice moving around the table 
as Richard introduced her to each member.  They were all dressed in 
suits and dinner wear, Alice being given no indication of sexual 
dominance whatsoever.   She began to feel more relaxed as the meal 
progressed and the family banter around the table lulled her into a 
totally false sense of security.
     Towards the end of the meal, Richard called Joanne and 
instructed her to take Jessica to bed.  'It's been such a big day for 
young ladies,' he said.  'I think it's bedtime.  Take her to Amber's 
room, Joanne.  You can sleep with her tonight,' he explained to the 
youngster.
     'Oh, good,' the girl agreed happily, having built a close 
rapport during the week or so Amber had been with them in the hotel.
     When they had left, Richard gestured for Alice to stand beside 
him, putting an arm around her hips, and pulling her into his shoulder.
     'You all know why Alice is with us,' and there were murmurs 
of agreement around the table.   'Amber has also instructed you very 
clearly on what is expected of you?' He asked.
     'Yes, sir,' she responded hesitantly, finding the words 
difficulty in the presence of so many people.
     'What you don't know of Alice, though,' he said to the others, 
'is that she has a secret so captivating that it will not only surprise but 
dazzle you with it's potential.   'Isn't that so?'  He asked the trembling 
woman, rubbing her bottom as he looked into her face.
     'Yes, sir.'
     'Well don't be so shy. I think you can tell everyone your little 
secret,' he urged, rubbing her hip and bottom cheek intimately.
     'Oh, I couldn't, sir,' she almost shrieked, shocked at both what 
he had asked and the intimacy of his hand.   Never had she 
experienced this in her life before.
     'Well, I'll let you off this once,' he cajoled,  'just as long as 
you stand perfectly still.  Can you do that?'
     'Yes, I can do that, sir.'
     But when she felt his hand slide down over her buttock and 
thigh and back up beneath her dress, she couldn't help but jump 
sideways.
     'You promised,' he said harshly.   'You promised not to move 
but you did.  When we've finished tonight, I expect you to remind me 
that you are to be punished in front of everyone here.  Now don't 
forget, it will be worse if you do.'
     'Oh,' the stricken woman sighed.
     'Now as I was saying,' he continued as she felt his hand rise 
again under her skirt until his palm cupped her panty clad bottom.  
'Alice here has an amazing history which I am about to disclose to 
you.'
     Another sigh of shock left the woman's lips.
     'For you see,' he told them, massaging her buttock as he 
spoke, 'although having given birth to a lovely daughter, she is still in 
every sense but one, a true virgin.'
     There were surprised queries from around the table.
     'I can't believe that,' Roger said, always the cynic.  'To have a 
baby she's had a cock up her so how can that be?'
     Alice was surprised at the forthright words Roger spoke. 
More so when she felt both hands now under her skirt and her panties 
being drawn slowly down her legs.
     'Well, Roger, that all makes sense,' Richard agreed. 'Except 
that the act of penetration has never taken place in any form.  That's 
what you have told me, isn't it, Alice?'
     'Yes, sir, that's correct,' she gasped from embarrassment of 
not only this public disclosure but also from the sight of her white 
skimpy panties that Richard was helping her step out of in front of 
everyone.
     'Lovely, Alice.' He held the underwear to his nose and sniffed 
in the female scent.  'Just lovely.  We are all going to enjoy what you 
have to offer each one of us.  Now, while I continue with your story, 
just raise your skirt, very slowly until we can see what you have been 
hiding all these years.'
     He instructed her so matter of factly that she couldn't believe 
what she had heard.
     'Oh, Sir, I couldn't.  That's too much to ask.' Her face had 
paled significantly as though she were going to faint.
     'You could do so very easily, as a matter of fact.  Just lift the 
skirt slowly.  They should be titillated first and then shown your 
secrets.  Of course, you always have the opportunity of leaving us and 
taking your daughter back to your husband.  We are not holding you 
against your will.  It's either that, or stay with us on the terms we have 
discussed.  It really becomes tiresome having you object to everything 
asked of you.  Now, what is it to be?'
     Richard knew full well she had weighed up all the options 
before agreeing, and this was just her way of showing she was not 
happy at the blackmail she was being subjected to.
     'I'm sorry.  I have no choice but to do as I'm told.' Her hands 
took the skirt at about mid-thigh and began to pull the material 
upwards, bunching it in both hands.
     'As I was saying, Alice's husband in a rather strange religious 
ritual decided that the act of penetration of a woman's vagina before 
she gave birth was contrary to his teachings.  So his sexual relief was 
by his own hands, masturbating and depositing his sperm over her 
vaginal opening, hoping that somehow, sperm would eventually find 
it's way inside and his wife would be responsible for the second virgin 
birth in history.'
     'You mean to tell me; he never took you on your wedding 
night or any time after that until you became pregnant?  How long did 
this go on for?' Roger asked in disbelief.
     She found it difficult to answer as she was concentrating on 
what her hands were doing, as she slowly exposed herself for the first 
time in her life to anyone but her husband.  She jumped as Richard 
pinched her bottom, urging her to answer.  'Perhaps you should leave 
your skirt until later.  Concentrate on your story for the moment.'
     She felt relieved at this.
     'Thank you, Sir.  Well, we were married for over two years 
before I finally conceived.  I was just eighteen when we married and 
my hymen was fully intact when my labour began, nearly four years 
later.'  It seemed easier to talk now, the fear of disclosing such 
intimate details being quickly overcome once she realised none of the 
occupants were overtly suggestive to what she was doing or saying.
     She then listened as one of the women asked a question.  'I 
couldn't imagine any of these men here ever being able to hold back 
from taking his conjugal rights on the first night, let alone never trying 
to penetrate you.   How did he resist for so long?  What did he do to 
bring himself to his climax?' Margot was as intrigued as any of them.
     'Oh, it's so difficult to talk about these things,' she said half 
whispering; blushing at what she was about to discuss. Those in the 
room listened to the quiet voice intently, none more so than the three 
youngest, especially Phillip who had a rampant hardon as he listened 
to these most intimate disclosures.
     'My husband never touched me for nearly a week after we 
were married.  I thought he didn't like me at first but when I asked him 
why, he said he was fighting the devil, trying to defeat the temptations 
of the flesh and that I had to wait until he believed he had done so.'
     'God,' Roger breathed deeply.  'I had no trouble at all with the 
sins of the flesh.  I liked every bit of those sins,' he declared.
     'But it was different with my husband.  He was brought up 
within our assembly and knew nothing but what he had been taught by 
his parents and the elders.  He knew only that the devil was at work 
and woman was the cause of all sin.  That's what they secretly taught 
their children from the time they were able to understand.'
     'So what made him finally come to you?'
     'He simply came in one evening and bade me to disrobe.  It 
was the first time he had seen me undressed.  He stared at me for a 
long while not saying anything, just looking at me all over.  I was very 
shy and embarrassed.  I didn't know what I should do.'
     'I think we're getting to the juicy bits at last,' Roger 
murmured, listening intently.
     'At last he told me to get under the covers and close my eyes.  
I could hear him undressing and then he threw all the bedclothes off of 
me and sat over my legs.  I was so scared because nobody had told me 
what to expect, not even my parents and I never went to a proper 
school, just one run by the parents of the Assembly.'
     'And what happened then, Alice,' Margot asked.
     'Well I didn't know then, but learned later.  All he did was use 
his own hand to make himself discharge and he did it over my 
stomach and private parts.  He made me lay still for the rest of the 
night telling me it was the way babies were conceived.  I could feel the 
fluid because it became cold and I knew it had squirted all over my 
stomach and even my... even my bosom.  That was all he ever did and 
until Jessica was born I never once saw him doing anything.  I always 
had to keep my eyes closed but just occasionally in the morning there 
was still some of the white liquid that hadn't dried up, especially when 
it ran into my belly button.'
     'It's incredible,' Amber spoke quietly.  'Firstly why a man 
could ever withhold himself from penetrating his wife and then 
thinking she would get pregnant by dribbling it onto her pussy.'
     'What happened to finally make you pregnant, Alice dear,' 
Margot asked.
     'Well, after more than two years of doing the same thing 
almost every night I still hadn't conceived so after bringing a doctor to 
me and finding I was healthy down there, he began to deposit his seed 
directly into my opening and I had to...  Oh, how can I describe it?  I 
had to pretend to be riding a bicycle upside down.  It was very 
strenuous but I was finally pregnant. He never did anything then until 
after Jessica was born.'
     'But didn't he kiss and fondle you?  Surely he played with your 
tits and pussy?' Margot continued her questions.
     'No, he never touched me between my legs ever, and I can 
remember him stroking my chest over my nightclothes only a few 
times.  You see we were taught that all sex was a sin so to remain pure 
to his teachings he couldn't touch me.'
     'Did you teach those kind of things, Geoff?'  Amber asked, 
amazed.
     'No, never.  But when those demons got themselves together, 
Edith and I were prohibited from joining in their teachings. That was 
the main reason we were living almost in Coventry, used to legitimise 
their group to the outside world, but excused from being involved in 
any of their practices.   And she,' he said pointing to Alice, 'was just as 
pontifical as any.'
     'Please, sir,' she answered, 'I...'
     'That's enough,' Richard said interrupting her intended 
explanation.  'We'll talk about that later.'
     'So when you got pregnant, what did the doctor say when he 
examined you and found you were still a virgin with a bun in the 
oven?'
     'Well, he was one of the Assembly and was most impressed 
that my husband had obeyed all their teachings.  I think it was the first 
time any of the women had conceived in that state.'
     'I'm sure it was,' Roger agreed.
     'And after the birth,' Amber asked, 'how did he have sex with 
you then?'
     'Not much different than before but he did touch me a lot 
more, especially my chest.  He used my... my bosoms to make himself 
discharge.  You know, sort of rubbed himself between my...  uhm, my 
mounds.  And he was fascinated at looking between my legs.  Lots of 
times he made me spread myself just so he could look inside my...  my 
hole.  But he never touched me there,' she added.
     'Did he let you watch when he discharged then?'
     'Yes, once I'd had Jessica he didn't stop me from looking 
then.'
     'But he never touched your pussy still?  He never gave you 
any pleasure at all?' Margot couldn't understand how a healthy young 
woman with attractive looks could ever have been denied such basic 
marital love.
     'Not so much pleasure, madam,' she said, not really 
understanding what Margot meant.  'But I was happy that he liked it 
when he discharged.  I could see he enjoyed doing that each time.'
     'But he never helped you to climax?  What do you do to get 
satisfaction?  Use your finger, is that it?'
     'I'm sorry, madam.  I'm not sure what you mean.'
     'You've never come, have you?' Margot asked incredulously. 
'My god, Richard, you'll have to remedy that.'
     'Indeed we will,' he agreed.  Then he turned his attention back 
to the young woman.
     'Thank you, Alice, for being so frank.  I'm sure it wasn't easy.  
But then nothing in your life for the next year will be. Now where 
were we?  I think you were lifting your skirt to show us your little 
secret treasures, weren't we?'
     'Yes, sir'
     'Then let's get on with it.  There are several of our company 
who are simply aching to see how you look underneath, and we've 
even removed your panties haven't we?'
     'Yes, sir.  But I've got nothing on underneath.  They'll see 
my...  ' She hesitated.
     'Your pussy?  But that's what's so exciting.  A lady who has 
never done such things is about to expose her most secret places for all 
her new friends to see.  Start now, Alice, but do it slowly.  We want to 
be teased a little.'
     'Oh,' she moaned in the lightest whisper but began to raise the 
fabric as she was told.
     They looked on expectantly, admiring her legs, as they 
became more and more exposed, lovely legs, pale, almost ivory, 
shapely, sexy as any model, Roger thought.   He had a hardon in 
anticipation of getting his hands on them as soon as he could.
     As the garment was almost level with her vulva, Richard 
stopped her.  'Not too fast, my dear.  Let's keep them waiting.' His hand 
encircled her hips and openly moved down to the bare skin of her 
thigh.  Then in slow motion, he massaged the bareness, cupping her 
bottom cheek, caressing the thigh, moving between her legs where no 
man had ever touched in the twenty-nine years of her life.
     She stood transfixed, a look of shock on her face which was 
turning the deepest red as the realisation that her femininity was being 
breached.  She felt the finger brush beneath her bottom, between the 
creases tickling the hairs below her sex.  The sensation was so 
different to what she had expected.  Wonderful, a feeling of needing 
more and yet not wishing to disclose the pleasure to those watching.  
She lost her breath, gasping at the vibrations that were running up her 
spine, telling her brain that she wanted him to continue yet shy to her 
very inner being at having her secret opening violated in front of 
others.
     'Please sir, I can't stand it.  Please, no more.' Her knees were 
trembling, making the very act of standing still almost impossible.
     'Nonsense, my dear,' Richard chided, continuing to probe so 
lightly around her vagina.   'You are only just learning the thrill of sex.  
There is so much more to experience, so much more to delight in.  
Open your legs a little more.  Good girl.'
     They saw his hand cup her vulva, the middle finger seeming 
to go deeper into her crevice, moving infinitely slowly, growing her 
pleasures higher than she had ever thought possible.
     'Please, sir, I really can't take any more.  I think I'm going to 
faint.'
     'In that case, perhaps we'd better stop.  I'm sure there are other 
things you can do to please us.' He removed his hand and as her skirt 
fell back in place stood up behind her.  Hands circled her waist and 
then moved slowly upwards, clasping her rib cage from both sides.  
'You really do have a most attractive body, young lady.  I don't know 
how your husband could leave you alone, sexually I mean.  Anyway, 
no matter, we'll help you make up for the lost pleasures you have 
suffered.'
     By now his hands cupped the woman's breasts, the first real 
time she had experienced something like that also.  'I'm glad to feel 
you have not worn a bra.   No woman does in this house. Doesn't it 
feel more free this way?'
     'It feels strange,' she said.  'Especially when you do what 
you're doing.  I'm beginning to tingle all over.'
     'And it feels nice?'
     She hesitated for just a moment.  'It feels exciting.  I've never 
felt like this before.'
     'Good, that's how it should be.  Now I think it's time you 
displayed these beautiful breasts to us all.   Just undo the buttons and 
slip your blouse off.  As quickly as you can,' he added.
     Blushing, she looked downwards as her fingers nimbly undid 
each button.  Gasps of appreciation were heard around the table as the 
blouse exposed her tits to them.  They were firm and small with 
darkest rose-petal nipples that stood out hard from the excitement she 
now felt.
     Richard cupped each breast and pulled her tightly back 
against his body.   'They are beautiful, Alice.  Just a small handful 
each.  Can you feel what they are doing to me?'
     He pushed his erection against her bottom.  'You've made me 
hard, hard enough to fuck you.  Do you know what that means? It's 
something you've never done, isn't it?'
     'Yes, sir.  My husband never did that to me.'
     'But you will soon find out how pleasurable it really is. Soon,' 
he whispered in her ear.
     He then deftly unclipped her skirt and allowed it to fall to the 
floor.  'I now present the naked Alice to you all.  She will move around 
and sit on each of your knees, just to introduce her properly.   No 
penetrations, but anything else is permitted.'
     The Forum members clapped in appreciation of both the sight 
of this beautiful young virgin and the thoughts of what they might do 
when it was their turn.
     'Alice dear, it's time you met each of our family a little more 
intimately.  They are longing to know you better.  When you sit on 
each of their knees, you are in their hands.  Whatever they want you to 
do, you will do without hesitation, willingly and lovingly.  You will be 
to each one, as though they are your intimate partners exclusively.   I'll 
be watching so don't disappoint me.'
     'I'm frightened, sir.  Do I have to?'
     'Do it.  You can choose the order you move around, but 
everyone must have the privilege of your company before you retire 
tonight.'
     The poor girl moved towards the women first, thinking they 
would have empathy for her predicament but Margot soon showed that 
wasn't so.
     'Kiss me, Alice.  I am your lover and we will soon be licking 
each other's pussy.   Kiss me passionately first.' Margot's lips closed 
over hers and she felt a tongue insinuate itself between chattering 
teeth, just as her breasts were squeezed tightly.  'When we are alone, 
I'm going to bite you all over and then kiss every hurt.   Now squeeze 
my tits as hard as you can,' Margot commanded.
     Alice thought of herself as Alice in Wonderland, not knowing 
what she would be doing next, fearful and yet so excited at the 
eroticism she was experiencing for the first time.  She was made to 
feel Roger's cock, the first time she had ever felt the hardness of a 
man's erection with her hands.  His hands were all over her tits and 
cunt as she worked.
     Phillip ejaculated over his trousers as she rubbed his cock. 
Both young girls made her feel them up under their skirts.  Edith 
spanked her, lightly but embarrassingly.  Amber required her tits to be 
sucked and Alice had to drink the milk she extracted. Geoff made her 
sit astride his lap, facing him while he tickled her nipples, all the time 
hinting at the terrible things he was going to do to her in the next days.  
His threat of sodomy brought a cry of despair from her lips but she 
remained seated, feeling his hardness pushing through his trousers at 
her vulva.
     Finally Richard sat her on his lap, her back to him, her legs 
straddling his, opening her vagina widely.  One arm held her firmly in 
place as he stroked and massaged a breast while his other hand teased 
her sex hole, the lips and clitoris.  Never had she felt such sensations 
shooting through her body.  His finger played lightly over the little 
love nub, which stood up proudly, while the others moved closer to 
see everything.  Soon she was gasping for breath, seeking more, 
needing more than she ever imagined this pleasure could be.  Fast 
breathing turned to grunts and as she reached her pinnacle for the first 
time in her twenty-nine years, her voice cried out with high-pitched 
screams of lust.  Legs stiffening, trembling body and loud cries told all 
present that she had finally reached the ultimate sexual pleasure.  
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she rested back into Richard's 
body while the spasms that raged through her slowly quietened.
     'Oh, I can't believe the feeling could be so good. It's 
wonderful, just beautiful.'  Tears glistened in her eyes as she 
languished in her arms.
     'Stand up and unzip me, Alice.  Put you hand inside and bring 
out my penis, my cock.'
     She did it hesitantly, thinking he was going to take his 
pleasure now, just as her husband did, with his hand.
     The size of it amazed her; so large she couldn't believe they 
grew that big.  But when he turned her around to face him and then 
made to push herself down on this upright rod, she turned visibly pale.
     'Oh, I couldn't do that.  It's so big it will tear me open,' she 
cried out.  Nevertheless she had no option and felt other hands lifting 
her high over Richard's lap and depositing her spread vulva directly 
over his manhood.  Unbelievably to her, instead of hurting, she slid 
straight down, feeling the tickle of her pubic hair brushing against his 
balls.  Her feet were just touching the floor and under Richard's 
direction, she began to rise and fall over this large phallus, pushing it 
where no man had ever been, building even more exciting feelings, 
different from those his finger produced, even more intense deep 
feelings than before.
     As the tingling sensations rose she looked straight into his 
face, smiling her thanks to this man who was pleasuring her as a 
woman should be pleasured.  'It's so wonderful, Richard,' she 
whispered, using his name instead of "Sir" as she had been instructed.  
She felt other hands on her now and looked around to find several 
others had moved close and were stroking and rubbing various parts of 
her body as she rose and fell over his penis. Amber's finger found the 
swollen clitoris and began masturbating her at the same pace as her 
movements over Richard's cock.  Her legs ached from being stretched 
so wide over his lap and having to move herself up and down.  But the 
ache was of little consequence and was countered by the sensations 
within, the feeling of bubbles rising inside her groin and floating 
upwards into her head, making every nerve end tingle as she moved.  
The same feeling that she had just experienced was building to far 
greater intensity and this time she knew she was nearing her climax.
     'Oh.  Oh, dear God,' she cried out with passion, lifting her 
hands to his face.  'You're making me do it again.  It's happening 
again.  Oh, it's so wonderful.'
     Richard felt her whole body stiffen in the throes of female 
ecstasy, vibrating uncontrollably, unable to continue her movements 
over his cock, just managing to stay upright as she endured the intense 
peaks of pleasure.
     She slumped against her lover.  'Thank you.  Thank you,' she 
cried, resting against his chest.
     When he decided she had recovered somewhat, he roused her. 
'I haven't come yet.'
     'What?' She asked dreamily.   'What did you say, Richard?' 
Her eyes were still closed.
     'On your feet woman.  You are going to finish me off first and 
because you showed so little regard for your partner's pleasure, you 
are going to be washed by each man as you have never dreamt of.'
     He pulled her down on her knees and with a ferocity she had 
not seen in him, found her face propelled towards his shiny wet penis.  
In shock she opened her mouth to gasp and found it filled with his 
manhood.  Roughly he grasped two handfuls of hair and began to 
masturbate her mouth over his hard cock.
     'Lick and suck, selfish bitch,' he growled, 'and when I come 
you'll swallow it all.'
     She felt the first splash hit her throat as he groaned out his 
pleasure, shooting spurt after spurt inside her mouth.  She had no 
choice but to swallow the sticky fluid, gasping for breath as each gulp 
was taken.  When he was satiated he pulled his cock out and wiped the 
stickiness over her face.
     'Now bitch, lay on the floor.' As she did so, one by one the 
men moved into a circle over her and she saw each penis being 
clasped by a female hand.  Each cock was trained over her face and 
each hand began to masturbate its member.  She first noticed that the 
cocks hardened at different speeds, the young boy's grew strong very 
fast while Richard's still remained somewhat limp after having just 
ejaculated down her throat.  The women were urging on their men, 
and soon, one by one, orgasms were achieved with sperm spurting 
over her face and breasts.  Richard climaxed last and she was made to 
lay still until the last of his essence splashed over her.  The whole 
Forum encircled her now looking down at the body drenched in male 
discharge. 
     'When you pleasure a partner next time, bitch,' Richard said 
calmly, 'perhaps you'll remember your job is not done until both of you 
are satisfied.   Now go to your room.  It is not to be washed off for 
twenty four hours and you will remain naked for that period.'
     The distraught woman struggled to stand, feeling the wetness 
begin to run down her body, and made her way towards the door. She 
hesitated and turned back to them.
     'Sir, I was to remind you I had to be punished.'
     'You just have been,' Richard said, turning his back on her.

Chapter Twenty Seven
     Amber and Richard walked quietly into their room to find 
Jessica still awake, lying in the centre of their bed.
     'You should be asleep, you little imp,' Amber said.
     'I'm too excited to sleep' she answered.
     'Well we're coming to bed to sleep and so must you.'
     Neither Amber nor Richard showed any concern at undressing 
in front of the nine year old.   They pulled back the covers and slipped 
in each side of her, naked.
     'You haven't put your pyjamas on,' Jessica reminded Amber, 
surprise shown on her face.
     'We don't wear any.  Now go to sleep.' They switched off the 
lights and after a while heard the young girl breathing deeply in her 
sleep.  They too, slept.
     Early next morning Richard slipped in beside Amber under 
the blankets and began to make love, slowly so as to not move the bed 
and wake the youngster but as Amber was nearing her peak, a little 
voice asked, 'Are you alright, Amber?'
     She looked at Jessica and quickly answered, 'Sure.  We're just 
making love.'
     'Does it hurt?'
     'No, it's beautiful.  Richard makes me feel wonderful.'
     'Then why are you crying out?
     'Because all women do that.  It feels so good.'
     'Can I watch?' She began to lift the covers to see what the 
adults were doing.
     'No, not this time.  Maybe another time.  Just hold my hand.' 
Jessica soon felt Amber's hand close tightly around hers and shudder 
violently.

     The following day, a knock at the door and Geoff responded 
with, 'Come.'
     The woman stepped inside and closed it as instructed.
     'Well, well, the Lady Elder.  Welcome to hell.'         

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