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TRAINING THE TWINS (C) February 2002
BOOK ONE OF TWO - Part 8 of 8
(Mgg,MFfm,Rom,coerced,nc,1st.time,teen,spk,menst,bdsm,etc)

Sexual Fantasy Fiction
By Writer'sCramp

The Characters:
Sally Gordon, aged 35, divorced 7 years, blue-eyed blonde, attractive,
shy, little self-confidence.
Samantha Gordon, her daughter aged 13/14, blonde and pubescent, shy.
Wesley Gordon, her son aged 13/14, dark haired, twin of Samantha,
shy but intrigued with female anatomy.
Vincent Gamble, Sally's boss
Jeremy Saunders (Jerry), Sally's new found friend and future husband,
dominant and demanding once he becomes irreplaceable.

The Covenant Members:
Fellows Family:
Benjamin, aged 45, a doctor specializing in cosmetic surgery,
Faith, his wife, aged 42,
Bethany, aged 16, shy and extremely self-conscious, long blonde hair,
Aimee, aged thirteen, demure and easily embarrassed, light brunette.

Borack Family:
Izador, aged 47, a so-called minister of religion,
Franzescha, his wife, aged 31, fresh and willing, dark hair,
Marie-Louise, aged 14, brainwashed from an early age to obey implicitly,
black hair,
Christopher, aged thirteen, wimpish,
Lee-Anne, aged twelve, cheeky and attempts anything but careful not to
upset her parents.

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Chapter Twenty Five
	Friday morning came and went as though nothing
special was due to happen. Dinnertime was the same and both twins
thought similar things but kept it to themselves. Maybe they wouldn't
get punished for their small indiscretions after all. Even when their
mother began packing up the dishes then left the room for a short time,
there seemed nothing out of the ordinary. But when she came back all
their fears returned.
	"Sam and Wes, off and have showers, put on what I
have laid out on your beds and nothing else then come into the living
room at exactly eight o'clock. You are not to speak to each other at all
from this moment. Sam, you have first shower. Off you both go and be
quick about it, you don't have much time to get ready."
	Their hearts beat faster and Sam took a deep breath as
though agreeing to the inevitable and with a quick glance at each other
left the room.
	Sally smiled at Jerry and said, "Your dreams are about
to begin, my future husband. You won't be too severe tonight, will
you?"
	"No," he smiled back. "Just a taste of what they face in
the future. But then, you will be spanking Wes anyway and I want him
done first."
	"With my hand or something else?"
	"You choose but I want him crying by the time you
finish and I want Sam to get a flash of his cock at sometime during the
session."
	"They're going to hate it."
	"Yes, I'm sure they will. I hope they'll always hate it,
that gives the spanker far more satisfaction that a docile spankee, don't
you think?"
	"I don't know.  I've never spanked him before."
	"Want to bet he gets a hardon?"
	"No, I think you'd win. I've heard what spanking does
to men at the hands of a woman."
	"You must tell me sometime," he smiled.
	"Oh, it wouldn't be as exciting as having Sam over your
knees with her bare tooshie just begging to be punished."
	"Let me do all the talking, you just punish him."
	"I'd like to bet you'll get a hardon, though."
	"You know it's already hard, don't you?"
	"I suspect it's been hard all day in anticipation."
	"You're not far wrong."
	"Let me ease the need after the kids go to bed, Jeremy, please?"
	"Not until the wedding night, Sally. Then you won't be
able to stop me."
	"I hate to think how much cream has built up inside
you, baby," she whispered and gave him a sly smile.
	They held hands as they walked into the living room to
await the twin's arrival.

	Sam couldn't believe what she found on her bed. One
of her baby doll pajamas the one that was almost sheer see through
and without the panties. She gasped aloud and looked everywhere for
the panties. Surely Mummy had dropped them somewhere, she told
herself. But there was nothing else. She knew what she would see
when she held the soft garment up to the light but she did it anyway
and sure enough she could see right through as clear as day. Well
Daddy had seen her naked but Wesley would see everything too when
she came out in this. Oh, how could Mummy make her do this, she
whined silently as she hurried to the bathroom for her shower.

	Wesley waited in the hallway until Sam vacated the
bathroom, took his shower and returned to his bedroom. When he
looked for the clothes he was to wear he went pale. Surely she didn't
mean to leave these things, he told himself. Where are my clothes?
These are Sam's and for gosh sakes, he could see right through them.
They're Sam's panties, not mine. He looked everywhere just as Sam
did but all that had been left out was Sam's Baby Doll pajama panties.
	Wes wasn't to know between them they wore the full set but it
wouldn't be long before he discovered that.
	Almost crying with humiliation, Wes slipped the
completely see-through panties up his legs and struggled to get his
penis under the waistband for they were so small but finally he did so.
	A glance at his watch told him time was up and after a quick comb of
his hair he left his room just as Sam came through her door. They
stopped and stared at each other and Sam exclaimed, "Oh, shit," when
she saw her brother wearing her panties.
	At the same moment she covered her breasts with her
hands for Wes was staring directly at the exposed mounds. As if a gun
had fired, Sam made a beeline to the living room so Wes couldn't see
her any longer. Wes followed.
	"Welcome, Samantha and Wesley," Jerry said the
moment they arrived. "You may stand before us please and I do not
want to hear one word from either of you. Hands behind your back,
Samantha," he added quickly seeing Sam still holding her hands over
her breasts. He smiled inwardly at the action because her vulva was
clearly visible.
	He went on. "We will meet every Friday evening to
consider your transgressions for the week and deliver punishments
where we consider it necessary. The worse your disobedience, the
greater the punishments, greater too, the humiliation. I hope you both
feel humiliated standing there as you are, almost naked, but if you dare
think this is as bad as it gets you'd better think again. No, Wesley, you
may not speak," he told the boy when he tried to put his hand in the air
to gain Jerry's attention.
	"You both may think us unfair to parade you before
each other in the state you're in but there is another reason for that, not
simply to humiliate you and I will tell you what that is right now. Very
soon your mother and I will begin to teach you everything there is to
learn about the joy of sex, about your own sexuality and about the
sexuality of your partners. We will leave nothing out and it will be far
more detailed and practical than any class you have ever taken at
school. Along with that is our wish for you both to grow up loving
each other like no brother and sister. You will learn to adore each
other in much greater depth than normal siblings, so much that you
will never have a harsh word to say about each other, but simply love
whatever the other does. To carry out that task properly you too will
have no secrets from each other, absolutely none, just as we expect of
you both. So to achieve that, nudity between yourselves will be
common yet never embarrassing."
	As he spoke he watched the two youngsters faces as the
truth dawned on each of them. It was incredible to see the disbelief
growing, especially in Sam's mind as his words became clearer. Did
he mean we were going to have sex together, he could imagine her
mind asking. Wes was wondering if all his dreams were about to come
true by the doubtful look of anticipation. Oh, it was incredible the
power he had over them, and over Sally for that matter.
	"But more about that later. Right now we need to
discuss more important things like disobedience."
	That changed their looks immediately to something near fear.
	"Wesley, I have noticed several, no many instances of
questioning, refusal and many hesitations when you were told to do
things. Do you have anything else to add, my dear?" He asked Sally.
	"No, at least he hasn't been cheeky or surly but he
definitely challenged many of the things he was asked to do."
	"I agree. Wesley, it is my decision that tonight you will
be spanked for your misdeeds, and I hope you realise that what we told
you right at the beginning was exactly what is required of you.
Openness, honesty and obedience, instantly, regardless of what it
means to you personally.  No, don't you dare speak or I will double the
penalty. Now slip your girl's panties down and lay over your mother's
knees. Now, Wesley," he snapped when the boy hesitated.
	The youngster moved quickly, pushing the panties
down to his ankles and stepping out of then, his face deep red from the
shame of nudity in front of his sister. He looked anywhere except in
her direction. Then he moved to his mother's side, his cock already
hardening quite against his wishes.
	"This is your first lesson, Wesley. I hope we don't need
to punish you any further but I would be very surprised if we didn't,"
she said consolingly. Then she pulled him down so his toes were
resting on the floor on one side and his fingers on the other. It was
even worse when his mother made him spread his legs apart and he
was sure Sam could see his cock and balls. In fact she had an excellent
view of his balls but his now almost erect cock was flattened against
his mother's thighs.
	He felt her hand caress his bottom, actually squeezing
the cheeks and slipping the edge of her hand into his crease before she
lifted it away. Then for a few seconds that seemed like an hour to the
youngster she waited. When the first smack landed squarely on the
middle of both cheeks he shrieked more with fright that from pain for
it took a moment for the hurt to begin. But rise it did. It really hurt and
he cried out to that effect but by then two more had landed, one on
each cheek. By then a burning sensation began to grow deep inside his
body and he began to sob, screeching with each new smack, then
moaning as the hurt grew worse and worse. Tears flowed and Sally
was becoming quite upset herself as she glanced across to Jerry after
each spank landed. Please tell me to stop, she pleaded with her eyes.
	At twelve, Jerry held up his hand and said, "Enough, let the
boy up."
	As Sally helped her son to stand Sam let out a gasp of
shock for Wesley's cock was at full erection and showed no sign of
deflating.
	"Yes, Samantha, that is what his cock looks like. No,
look at it, Samantha, don't look away. There are no secrets between
you and Wesley. Wesley, stand before your sister and hold your cock
up for her to see."
	The boy looked aghast at his new father but almost
immediately did as he was told. Oh, the humiliation was terrible. How
could he do this? To let his sister see his cock and while it's hard at
that. It wasn't right but then how could he argue? His face was a
combination of wet tears and red blushes. Samantha felt little better
for she didn't want to look at the monstrous thing her brother held in
his hand yet that's what she was told to do, To look at Wes's thing,
which was nothing but obscene.
	 "Now, Samantha, you too haven't been exactly the
perfect young lady this week. Like Wes, you haven't achieved a clear
record within the three 'O's' rule either. Many times you have
questioned my judgements and I suspect your mother's too. Sally do
you confirm that as well?"
	"Yes, she hasn't obeyed instantly and often I had to
explain myself to her. That's just plain disobedience. But maybe she
hasn't been quite so bad as Wesley."
	"I agree with that. But she still requires a similar
punishment. Wesley received an even dozen so I thing Samantha
deserves ten spanks, what do you think?"
	"Yes, I agree with that, Jeremy."
	"Good. Then let the punishment begin. Samantha,
remove the garment, please."
	"The whole thing...?" Then she realised what she had
done, questioned again, and immediately divested herself of the small
amount of covering she wore to stand before her brother completely
naked.
	"Have you ever seen your sister naked before, Wesley?"
	"N... No, Dad," he stammered, his eyes roaming
over her secrets and his cock standing upright without even having to
hold it at all.
	"Girls are pretty, with their breasts and sweetest
little pussy, don't you think, Wesley?" His father asked.
	"Y... Yes, Sir."
	"Maybe we can convince her to show you her pussy
more closely after her punishment." Both things; the reference to
displaying her self more and the fact she was about to be punished
made the girl gasp in shock.
	"Over my knee, please, Samantha."
	"Please... Please don't hurt me, Daddy. I'll be a good
girl from now on."
	"Of course you will, and it's twelve spanks now. You
were told not to speak."
	He too massaged the girl's bottom and crease and when
he pressed her legs apart, Wesley had a clear view of her vulva and her
bottom hole. Sam knew he did as well and she blushed all the more.
	The moment the first spank connected, Sam began to
cry loudly, screaming with each new one and howling pitifully when
the pain began to grow. Jerry landed much harder spanks than Sally
did to Wes so on the count of eight he stopped. All was dead silence
for several moments and as Sam laid still waiting for the next to land
she could feel her father's cock pressing up against her stomach. It felt
like a log of wood, so large and hard it seemed and she wanted to
remove herself away from the obscenity but she dared not.
	Finally Jerry told her why he had lessened her spanking
and allowed her to stand. She couldn't stop herself from glancing
down at his erection as she stood and her eyes caught Jerry's as she did
so. He smiled and she blushed.
	"Do you think you've learned a lesson tonight, Samantha?"
	"Yes, Daddy. I promise I'll be a good girl from now on."
	"I'm happy to hear that, Sam, but only time will prove
that, won't it? Instant obedience or next Friday the Punishment will be
much worse."
	"Yes, Sir."
	"Good, now do you think you could show Wesley what
I promised him?"
	She looked at him, slightly stunned but as he hadn't
actually told her to do anything felt safe to ask. "What do you mean,
Daddy?"
	"I want you to show Wesley how pretty a girl's pussy looks."
	Now she had been given a task, vile but a task
nevertheless and she had to obey. Hoping she could get away with just
letting him look, she turned to face her brother and stood still. Wesley,
not wanting to miss anything knelt in front of her to get a better look
but when he heard his father tell Sam to open herself he nearly came
on the spot.
	Before his eyes her hands opened her pussy slit wide
apart and he saw the deep coral pink inside, the glistening flesh wet
from her secretions and smelt the musky odor that came to him.
Sam closed her eyes as she stood showing herself off so
obscenely, hoping the time would end, hating her brother, hating her
father, hating her mother for making her do this.
	"One day soon, Wesley you might be allowed to
explore her secrets with your fingers."
	"Noooo," Sam gasped at the thought.
	"You may do it now, Wes, just lightly but you may
touch her pussy. Remain very still, Samantha. It is a punishment."
	Then she felt his fingers stroking the edges of her labia,
so gently and soft that a shiver went right up her spine but deep down
she hated it.
	"That's enough, son. There will be other times. I think
it's time for bed for you two but before you go I want to see you give
each other a loving hug and a kiss and tell each other you love them."
	Would the humiliation ever go away, Sam asked herself
as Wesley slipped against her body, and actually hugged her? There
they stood naked and clasped together, his chest pressing against her
breasts, his cock pressing perilously close to her pussy. Then he pulled
his face back and said, "I love you Sam, thanks for showing me."
	Oh, how humiliating. Was she expected to say the
same? Yes, of course she was. Their lips came together and they
kissed chastely until she broke and said she loved him and thanked
him for showing her his thing. That's what she called it and she
blushed when she saw him smile at her description.
	"It's called a cock, Sam," he said with a further smile.
	"Well, I think that was a very good start to our new
family. Well done everyone. It's bedtime for you children now. Off
you go and no masturbating either one of you, understand?"
	"Yes, Dad."
	"Oh," Sam gasped then agreed as well.
She wished she could die.

Chapter Twenty Six
	The following day was the wedding day. Jerry, who still
lived at his flat, came around early and the morning was spent
preparing things. It was then that the twins learned the only guests
were to be themselves and the minister whom Jerry had arranged.
	Sally prepared a wedding feast for five and the rest of the afternoon
was spent enjoying each other's company. Sam thought this had been
the best time she had had in her life. The terrors of the previous night
had vanished as she joined in their frivolities and Jerry was very good
at telling jokes, usually at his own expense. They played board games
and listened to music, not what the twins would have chosen but for
the first time both had sat and actually listened to classical music. And
both had enjoyed the experience.
	Jerry explained the significance of being witnesses at
the wedding and they were all comfortable with what was to happen
because except for the minister, there was only themselves present so
there was no reason to be terrified of doing something wrong.
	At five o'clock the doorbell rang and Jerry let in a
middle-aged man wearing clerical robes and a wide smile.
	He was introduced to Sally and the twins as Father
Borack, who made a huge fuss about Sally and how beautiful she
looked. Sally knew this was one of the men she would soon be
offering her body to, a Covenant member and when he whispered as
much to her out of earshot of the children she smiled and said simply,
	"I look forward to the pleasure, my Father."
	"Maybe today?" He asked slyly.
	"Oh, you men are all naughty. Behave yourself before
my soon to be husband kicks your sorry butt."
	He laughed loudly.
	Sally went to change in her bedroom and Jerry retired
to Wesley's room leaving the twins alone with the Father. It was a
strange feeling for both the twins for they had very little to do with
religion before this.
	"Well, my dears, come and tell me about yourselves,"
he said motioning for them to sit on the settee in front of him.
	"Now, young man, what is your name and how old are you?"
	"I'm fourteen and I'm Wesley but most kids at school
call me Wes."
	"And a fine strapping boy you are. Do you have any
girlfriends?"
	"No, not really. I have friends who are girls but they're
not my girlfriends."
	"Yes, I understand. Now what is your name, young lady?"
"I'm Samantha but I'm usually called Sam. I'm
fourteen too. We're twins, you know but I'm the oldest."
	"Twins? Really? I didn't know that. You're very pretty.
I suppose you have lots of boyfriends?"
	"No, none. Daddy says I have to be careful about boys
at my age."
	"Yes, very wise too. I hope you know why you have to
be careful?"
	"Oh, yes, so I won't lose my... Oh," she gasped as soon
as she realised what she was about to say. "I mean it's because I have
to stay pure." She couldn't stop herself from blushing at saying
something so embarrassing.
	"Purity is more important than anything else, Samantha,
you must always remember that and be guided by your father. He's the
one who knows best."
	"Yes, Sir," she agreed.
	"Oh, you are indeed very pretty, Samantha. Very pretty indeed."
	It wasn't what he said but the way he said it that made
her feel uncomfortable but soon her father returned dressed in a black
tie and tuxedo. He bowed deeply and they all applauded.
	"Where's my bride?" He asked eagerly.
	"I suspect she's asking the same about you," the Father
said and placed the three of them for the ceremony. Jerry and Wes
stood on one side of the Father and Sam was sent to tell her mother all
was ready.
	"Mummy?" She asked tentatively as she opened the door.
	"Come in, darling. I'm ready," Sally said with a smile.
	She looked absolutely beautiful, in a cream dress that probably
showed too much cleavage, Sam thought but nevertheless her mother
looked absolutely beautiful.
	"Oh, Mummy, you look very pretty."
	"Thank you dear. Think Daddy will like it?"
	"He'd better."
	"Well shall we go and get married?"
	"That's what we're here for, you not me, I mean."
	"I'm glad. I thought you might want to take my new
husband away from me for a moment."
	"Oh, you're silly, Mummy," Sam said gleefully as she
kissed her mother's cheek.
	"Want to walk me down the aisle?"
	"You mean me?"
	"Who else?"
	"Sure, my privilege," she said with a voice more years
old that she really was.
	Sam opened the door and announced the arrival of the
bride then took her mother's arm and they walked the few steps to
their place in front of the Priest.
	After giving his bride a quick peck on the cheek, Jerry
stood up straight and faced the Priest too.
	"We are here to perform the marriage of Jeremy and
Sally. Does anyone here present object to such a union? There was
dead silence until Sam giggled.
	"Be quiet," her mother whispered.
	"Do you take this woman, Sally, as your wife and do
you promise to protect her until the day you die or until you wish to
discard her?"
	"I do."
	Sam couldn't believe the words of his promise but of
course how could she object.
	Then to Sally he asked, "Do you take this man, Jeremy,
for your husband? Do you promise to love him with utmost devotion?
Do you promise to obey him in every way, regardless of his demands?
Do you promise to provide him with sexual gratification in any way he
desires, no matter when, where, how or why he desires such attention?
Do you accept his right to take other females for his sexual
pleasures whenever he chooses? Do you promise to remain faithful
to him until you die or until he discards you? Do you promise all
these things?"
	"I do," Sally answered without hesitation.
	By now Sam was furious at the humiliations her mother
had to agree to whereas Jerry only agreed to protect her until he
discarded her. What kind of one-sided wedding vows were these?
Surely her mother couldn't agree to such nonsense? Yet she clearly
did.
	"And now to the children of this marriage, do you
pledge yourselves to your father and mother in absolute openness,
honesty and obedience in all things and in all ways, no matter what is
demanded of you?"
	Oh, shit, her father has worded up the Priest, hasn't he?
She had to agree.
	"I do," the two chorused together.
	"Then I have pleasure in giving to you, Jeremy
Saunders, the body and heart of these three people to do with as you
demand. And my word is spoken," the priest stated unequivocally.
	"You may kiss the bride."
	Jerry needed no further enticement. He took his wife in
his arms and kissed her ravenously, so deeply it took even Sam's
breath away. She had never seen a man kiss anyone like that before
and wondered if that was the way they kissed when they were away
from the twins. Sam yearned to be kissed just like that in her dreams a
hundred times and now it was happening right in front of her.
	"Oh, my," Sally gasped finally as the two parted. "Oh,
Jeremy my love, if that is what this insignificant woman can expect
from now on, I'm the luckiest girl in the world."
	"Just part of the bargain," he told her seriously. "I have
much to offer you, darling."
	"I have much to give. Now, Daddy, why don't you give
your new daughter a welcoming kiss as well? I'm going to give my big
boy one, too."
	She pulled Wes into her arms and kissed him, as she
had never done before, she kissed him with her lips and her tongue and
at last the lad had to break the contact because he was gasping for
breath. "I... I couldn't breath, Mummy," he explained, feeling foolish.
	"Then it's time for another," she replied and they
kissed as lovers not as mother and son should. When they parted she
asked, "Do you like the way I kiss you now, Wesley?"
	"Yes... Yes, I think so," he replied, blushing deeply.
	Then he saw something similar happening to his sister.
	Jerry was giving Sam a similar kiss, his lips wide apart,
crushing the young girl's lips to his, his tongue intruding as far as he
could reach into her mouth, fighting her own tongue whenever he
made contact. "That's the only way you are to kiss me from now on,
Sam, understand?"
	"Yes, Daddy," she replied, still gasping for breath. Oh,
his kiss was thrilling, a little voice kept telling her.
	"Better go and kiss your Mummy too, young lady."
	"Come to Mummy, darling," her mother said, holding
out her arms and clasping the young girl in a warm loving hug. Then
she too kissed her daughter as her new husband had just done, a wet
French kiss that sent shivers of emotion running up and down the girl's
backbone. "I want these kinds of kisses from now on too, Sam. Is that
all right with you?"
	"I love them, Mummy," she whispered shyly.
	"I think it's my turn to kiss the blushing bride," the
Father said as soon as Sam had stepped back. Both children watched
as he took their mother in his arms and kissed her even more
passionately than Jerry had just done. The kiss lingered on for ages
and Sally made no move to stop him. The twins looked on in shock as
the father's hand actually squeezed their mother's breast but again she
allowed him to continue.
	When his hand grasped her bottom and pressed her
crotch against his, Jerry stepped in and with a laugh said, "Come,
Father, I have the privilege of tasting her honey-pot first, surely?"
	"Oh, sure, Master. She is very beautiful. Firm and
luscious. We are lucky people."
	"Indeed," Jerry agreed. The twins thought he was
meaning he was a lucky Priest to be given such liberties but to Jerry
and Sally, they knew exactly what was meant. Sally would soon be the
Priest's just as much as she was Jerry's.
	"So, let's celebrate," Sally told them and they moved to
the Dining room where a lavish feast awaited. All manner of seafood,
cold cuts, exotic dishes and fresh fruit greeted them. Wine was passed
around to all, the children included and they were soon a laughing
happy boisterous family, the centre of which, sat Sally and Jerry, who
couldn't keep their hands off each other.
	"Now do you want me, my husband?" She asked with a
giggle. She didn't care that all in the room knew exactly what she
meant.
	"I want to fuck my wife and I will very soon," he
replied with a devilish grin.
	"Thank goodness. At last," she sighed and held one of
his hands tightly against her crotch.
	"Father, I think it's time to make me ready," she said shyly.
	"Ah, my final task, come my child."
	He took her hand and they left together.
	Sam looked at her father quizzically. "Where are they going?"
	"To ready her for the wedding night. The consummation."
	"Here? Tonight?"
	"Of course."
	"But... But I thought you'd go on a honeymoon."
	"Maybe we will, one day, but I have commitments at
work and we have you two to consider. So we decided to stay at home
with you. Is that all right, Sam?"
	"Yes, but... You'll be doing it... I mean you know, right here?"
	"We'll be having sex here, sure. Is that what you meant?"
	"Yes, I guess so."
	"It's all right, you know. Parents have sex in their room
all the time. It's natural."
	"I... I guess we can keep our doors closed," Sam said
dubiously.
	"You don't have to do that, Sam. All parents try to be
quiet when lovemaking at home. Anyway, tonight won't be a problem
because you and Wes are our witnesses."
	"Witnesses? Yes, we were at your wedding, what do
you mean though?"
	"Oh, you are witnesses to our consummation as well.
Can't have one of us going around saying the marriage wasn't ever
consummated."
	"You mean...? You mean you want us to watch you...?
When you do it?"
	"Of course and who better than our own children.
Besides it can be your first lesson, the ones we're going to teach you
about sex."
	"But we can't watch you, Daddy, it's private," the
young girl said in her naivet .
	"Actually, we insist, Samantha," he told her bluntly.
	"The Father will be present as well so there will never be a question of
consummation in this marriage."
	"Father will be there too? Oh, I never realised..." she
began then choked on her words.
	"The bride is ready for her husband," the Father
announced then returned to the bedroom.
	"Come," Jerry, said ushering the twins into the
bedchamber. The lights were dimmed but Sally seemed to be in the
centre of a spotlight as she laid along the middle of the bed. Her
wedding dress had been removed but she still wore something. Sam
had to concentrate because her mind was flooded with many thoughts
but she soon realised her mother was as open as any woman could be.
	She wore a crisp white Basque that held her breasts firmly but left then
quite exposed, and held up white silk stockings but there were no
panties so her pussy was also on view. A pussy just like Sam's with all
the hair removed.
	Sally was ready for her husband's immediate use, her
legs widely spread and her pussy lips open and glistening. Sam was
sure something had been rubbed into her pussy to make it look so wet
and she wondered just what the Father had been doing in here alone
with her mother.
	Wesley stood gaping at the sight. Never had he
imagined his mother in such a lurid pose, her sex open and oozing, he
thought.
	"Come, my husband, make love to me. After all this
time, after all my pleading yet you held firm, now is the time for your
release. Come to me, my dear husband," she almost chanted as she
stretched her open arms eagerly towards him.
	The twins watched their father slowly undress in front
of them, they were standing at the foot of the bed, their father to one
side looking hungrily at his new wife, the Father standing on the other
side near the bed-head, looking down on the near naked woman.
	Jerry showed no sign of embarrassment at all as he shed
his clothes and Sam gasped silently when he removed his boxer shorts
to reveal a monstrous penis curving upwards, far larger than Wesley's
was last night. She watched as her father took the deep purple head
and began to massage it until the surface was glistening just like her
mother's vulva then he knelt between her knees and lowered his cock
until it touched the entrance of the woman's vagina.
	Both Sam and Wes from their vantage point looked
directly between their father's spread legs, watching the tip of his
penis push inwards then slowly bury itself deeper and deeper until
with a moan from their mother, he was fully inserted inside her pussy,
the whole ten inches for that is what Sam decided it's length was, deep
inside their mother's pussy.
	"Oh, Jeremy, I never believed a man could make me
feel so good. Oh, my, you're so big," she moaned and gave a happy
little giggle as she clasped her heels into his back and pulled his face
down to hers in a lover's kiss. "Fuck me, lover," they heard their
mother moan.
	Then he did. Slowly withdrawing then thrusting deeply
making the woman gurgle each time he re-entered. Slowly at first but
soon pistoning in furiously so a ring of foam began to form around the
base of his cock, their mother crying out with what Sam at first
thought was pain but soon became obvious as passion. Sally made no
intelligible words bur cried in ever-louder cries and moans of passion
as his thrusting aroused her very soul. They were witnessing sex
between their parents, something they could never have expected in all
their imaginations.
	It seemed to go on and on, by now their mother was
shrieking with every inward thrust, urging Jerry harder and faster and
Jerry began to growl like a cornered dog, deep guttural sounds that
frightened Sam at first until she realised it was his way, probably all
men's way of approaching the final outcome of sex. She had been told
about male ejaculation briefly but never of the passions that came with
it.
	Wes just gaped in astonishment but Sam became quite
aroused, the feeling deep inside her pussy, a tickle that she couldn't
ease.
	"Oh," she moaned softly and Wes looked at her in
surprise. "Sam?" He asked.
	"Shhh," she whispered back, watching her parents intently.
	She instinctively knew her father was about to
ejaculate. His groans were so loud he was deafening and his jerking
body, that's how the teacher described it, was obvious.
	Her mother's body began to shiver then went stiff and a
long loud wailing groan filled the room just before her father climaxed
himself. It all looked so logical to the youngster. They had mated and
he was in the process of pouring his sperm inside her womb. That's
how it had been described. None of the noise and action but she knew.
And she and Wes saw it all. The man's pumping, the long stem of his
cock ripping in and out of their mother's genitals all so clear to them
as they stood stock still at the foot of the bed looking directly between
both parent's wide spread legs. It was as if they were meant to see, she
thought.
	Then he slumped onto their mother's body and laid
very still for several minutes, both parents gasping for air from their
exertions.
	Sam didn't know what to do. The Father remained
totally still, watching the adults, not looking up at the twins as they too
stood very still. The air seemed so thick, steamy almost and the twins
were too frightened to do anything. They weren't even sure if their
parents were in fact all right. Maybe they both had heart attacks, Sam
thought but decided all they needed was time to recover. How long
would that take? She wondered.
	Finally Jerry rolled off his new wife and laid beside her
on his back.
	"Best sex I've ever had, Sally," he sighed as he leaned
back to kiss one of her nipples.
	"Me too," she whispered and reached down to take his
softening cock in her hand. That it was slippery with their juices
mattered not, that her children watched, mattered not. She was simply
satisfied with the world.
	"Sam go and get a washer and clean your mother up,
there's a good girl," her Daddy instructed. Sam could see the flood of
white ooze dribbling from her vagina, yet despite never having seen
sperm before, even in a picture, she knew what it was.
	"Will I...? Will I get a baby if I touch it?"
	"No," her father sighed then smiled at her. "Do it,
baby," he said gently.
	And she did. Softly, carefully, she wiped the slime
away, catching more as it oozed out until no more came. It took nearly
fifteen minutes.

Chapter Twenty Seven
	After a while Sally called Sam and Wes to her side of
the bed. "Saw a lot tonight, didn't you?"
	They both nodded without speaking.
	"We wanted you to share our first night together, and
we wanted to show you how wonderful making love to someone you
love, is. Your Daddy is a wonderful lover, believe me, he's a perfect
tutor for you young people. Now, kiss us goodnight and off to bed.
You've had a big day."
	Neither parent was capable of giving them the kind of
kiss they had earlier in the day. They were loving kisses, soft and
gentle and a soft stroking of the children's faces then they left. Sam
could think of nothing to say to her brother so they silently retired to
their separate rooms. It seemed like an anticlimax for both, being sent
to their rooms alone, but despite all the excitement of the day they
were soon sound asleep.
	They never heard the Father leave a little later. Nor did
they hear several more climaxes coming from their parent's room
during the night.

	Sam wasn't sure what to do when she woke the next
morning. The scenes of last night flooded back and the memories of
seeing a man's cock thrusting into a woman was as clear as if she was
watching it again. The tingles deep inside arose again and she tried to
force herself from slipping her hand below the sheets to stroke her
pussy. That's what she wanted to do. Should she get up and take a
shower? Would she be waking her parents if she did? Would they
already be up? What did they have in store for her and Wes today?
And every other day from now on, also flowed through her thoughts.
Eventually she slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the
bathroom, making sure not to let the lock click as she locked the door.
She took a quick shower and dried herself then replaced her nightie
and began to sneak back to her room.
	"Sam? Is that you?"
	"Yes, Mummy," She responded.
	"Come in here, dear."
	Oh, shit, she whispered to herself.
	"Good morning, darling," her mother said with a warm
smile. "Did you sleep well?"
	"Yeah, sure," the girl said hesitantly.
	"Come and kiss me good morning, darling," her mother
said, holding out a hand. Sam saw her new father snuggled against her
mother and suspected both were naked under the bedclothes. She
walked to her mother's side and leaned over to kiss her.
	It was a wet open-mouthed kiss that they were
subjected to after the wedding ceremony.
	"Hmm, you smell lovely, darling, have you just had a shower?"
	"Yes."
	"Why don't you join us, Sam?" Her new father suggested.
	"Join you? What do you mean?"
	"You know perfectly well what Daddy means. Hop into
bed with us. But you'll have to take your nightie off, we're already
naked," she added with a giggle.
	"N... No, it's all right. I'll go and make breakfast,"
Sam mumbled as she stepped backwards.
	Her mother gave a little laugh and let her go. "You'll
soon get used to being naked, Sam," she said with a smile.
	Sam already suspected they were both doing this for her
Daddy's sake. He was the one who wanted to see her naked. He was
the one who was making her mother say and do these things. He
probably wanted to touch her too. Even have sex... Oh, they couldn't
do that, and the thought made her press her hands over her eyes.
	She heard the shower going and soon both parents
joined her at the breakfast table. At least they were both wearing
robes. "Morning, Sam," her father said as he sat down beside her.
	"You haven't kissed Daddy good morning, Sam," her
mother reminded her.
	Reluctantly she leaned over to peck him on the cheek
but he pulled back and said, "Uh, ah, a proper kiss, remember?"
	A proper kiss meant opening her mouth to let her father
stick his tongue inside. It felt awful but she obeyed. After a few
seconds of feeling him explore he pulled back and said, "You too,
Sam. I can't kiss you properly until I feel you doing the same to me."
	"You mean... Oh," she cried out softly. Then moved
her face closer and waited until he pressed his mouth against hers. It
was very wet and when she felt his tongue slipping between her lips
she returned the gesture and felt their tongues stroking, fighting as
though it was a battle for supremacy, she thought.
	"Very good, Sam, you're learning very well," he
encouraged her with a smile.
	Her mother took her hand and said, "We've got such a
thrilling time ahead of us, Sam, and today's Sunday so we've got the
whole day to do things together, as a family."
	"What kind of things?" The girl asked doubtfully.
	"Well," she said, her eyes glancing towards her new
husband. "Daddy has some videos that he wants you and Wes to see,
we'll start looking at them today and there's lots of things we have to
teach you. It's so important, Sam, really it is. There are some exciting
things that will be happening to all of us very soon and you and Wes
need to be taught so many things beforehand."
	"What sort of things, Mummy?" Sam was sure she
knew very well but she wanted to hear it actually said because her
parents had become very adept at saying things without giving any
details at all.
	"You know what sort of things, don't you, darling?"
Her mother asked with a conspiratorial look in her eyes.
	"I... I'm not sure."
	"Yes, you are."
	She was being challenged and she began to blush. She
didn't want to say it first. She was quite convinced it was all to do with
sex things and probably things within the family; it was incest. She
had been taught about incest and how it was such a crime and she
should tell her teachers if she was ever confronted with any of her
family wanting to touch her sexually, but she knew if it did happen she
could never report it. What her parents had told her from the outset
about being sent to an institution was enough to stop her divulging
anything to her teachers or the police.
	But to actually say it first to her parents, to give away
her thoughts was more than she could bear, despite her promises to be
open and honest.
	"You'll be punished for this next Friday, Sam. You
know very well we are going to teach you all about the joys of sex."
	Before her mother could go on, Sam gasped at the
thought of more punishment and pleaded with them both. "I'm sorry,
truly I am. I didn't mean to be like that, Mummy. I know you both
want to teach me all about it... about sex. It's just that it's so difficult
to talk about it, Mummy. It's embarrassing."
	"You will be punished, Sam, and it will be worse than
the last one. So you'd better learn to stay within the rules. What are
they, Sam?"
	"The three 'O's', Mummy."
	"At least you remember that much. Well, we can't
waste time, go and get your brother up then we can get on with your
lessons."

	They were all seated on the settee, a bit of a squeeze for
four but the parents soon sorted that problem out by having Sam
snuggle up in her father's arms and Wes was snuggled tightly against
his mother. Daddy, of course, held the remote and soon they saw the
face of a young girl on the television screen.

		Hello, my name is Marie-Louise and I'm so
		excited that I have been chosen to host this set of private
		family videos.

	Her face was cute and warm; a wide smile was
genuine and never seemed to leave her face. The twins warmed
to her immediately. Wes felt his cock stirring against his
mother's hip almost immediately
	Then she went on:

		These lessons have been prepared for young teenagers
		like myself, yes if you want to know, I'm fourteen years
		old but I've done lots of nice things with my body and
		I gave my virginity to a very special person when I was
		just eleven. It was so wonderful and I'll always
		remember the experience as one of the most special times of
		my life. So, because you're watching this it means you have
		parents who care for you very much. It also means they are
		sitting with you as you watch because that is one of the
		important recommendations we make for viewing this series.

		Your parents should be present with you so they too, learn or
		at least are reminded of the beautiful things young people can
		do to their bodies to make them feel happy.

		Sex is the most incredible sensation humans
		experience when it is done in the right ways and you will soon
		learn that for yourselves.

		Now I want to firstly talk to the girls who are
		watching. If you have a brother with you, don't be
		embarrassed; let him watch, for that way he learns to
		understand a girl's feelings just as you will when you watch
		the boys segments.

		Young ladies, have you ever looked at your pussy?

	"Oh, shit," Wes gasped.
	"Be quiet," his mother told him as she hugged
him a little tighter.

		You should, you know. Sit on your bed with a
		mirror and take a good close look at the special part of your
		body that will soon please you the most. I am going to talk to
		you about personal masturbation, that special thing that you
		can do to yourself when you don't have a partner to help you.
		Some of you have already done this but many girls haven't
		even heard about it.

		With that she stretched herself out on the
		carpet, pulling up her skirt to show she had no panties on and
		was also devoid of hair just like Sam.
		She went on, Most men prefer girls without hair
		down here so I make sure mine is off all the time. Wouldn't
		want to upset a man now, would I? So here is my pussy, girls
		and boys. Yes, I don't mind if you look. Bet the boys have got
		hardons now, she said with a giggle. I like boys with hardons
		so go ahead, boys and dream of being alone with me.

	"Oh, shit," Wes whispered and his mother gave him
another sharp hug to remind him to stay silent.
	Sam was moved too and the way she was leaning
against her father she could feel his cock had got hard too. His hand
that was around her waist when they started, was now gently stroking
her bottom. At least he wasn't trying to stroke her pussy like the girl
had begun to do.

		This is all you have to do, girls. Rub your finger
		over this little hard knob, it's called your clitoris and before
		you know it you'll have tingling feelings running up and down
		your spine. Oooh, it does feel good. Go on, you do it, she said
		directly into the camera.

	Sam blushed at the thought.
	"Go on, Sam, do as she says," her mother encouraged her.
	"You mean now? Here?"
	"Why not?"
	"But...? Wesley...?"
	"If you don't hurry up I have you doing it in the nude."
	Wesley became instantly interested. He sat up and
watched as his sister's hand slipped under her skirt and he saw the
movements that were beyond his view. He loved the way his sister was
blushing, making quick little glances at him as she did her mother's
bidding and he wanted so much to be able to touch his sister just the
way she was touching herself. His cock was rock hard and he wanted
to jerk off from the thoughts he was having.

		Oh, it feels so good, Marie-Louise moaned, her
		head thrown back as she masturbated. I know I'm going to
		come soon, she mused then opened her eyes and spoke into the
		camera. Do you feel like that too? Do you think you might cum
		soon? Oh, keep doing it. Make yourself cum and enjoy the
		feelings sex can give you. Don't worry if someone is watching.
		If it were your brother, he'd be jerking off if he was allowed to.

	Sam was feeling sexier than she'd ever known, wanting
more and not knowing exactly what but what she was doing to herself
was the most important thing right at this moment. "Oh," she moaned,
copying Marie Louise. "Yes," she hissed between clenched teeth,
	"Yes, I want to cum too. Oh, yes, I want to cum." Her hand was
moving fast under her skirt that had moved up her thighs as her
abandonment became greater until Wes was sure he could see her
pussy hairs. Little did he realise Sam had lost her hair just as he had,
but the thought made him all the more excited.
	Finally Sam gasped, her body shivered then stiffened as
orgasm shook her very soul, more, much more than she had ever
experienced. She felt her father holding her more tightly, stroking his
hand over her back and bottom as she allowed the joys of the orgasm
to slowly ease. Then she cried, deep sobs of relief, when she realised
everyone in her family had watched as she masturbated herself all the
way.
	Her Daddy kissed her on the forehead then moistly on
her lips and she felt his hard cock pressing against the arm that had
fallen between his legs after she had climaxed.
	Then their attention was drawn back to the screen.

		Have you come yet? She gasped as her hand
		moved furiously over her clit until she had an on-screen
		orgasm with loud squeals and moans that far outdid Sam's
		climax.

		Oh, god that was good she moaned as she
		looked directly into the camera after her body became still
		again. Was your orgasm as good as mine? Oh, I love frigging
		myself. I do it at least once every day and it keeps me healthy, I
		just know it does. There's nothing wrong with making yourself
		happy like this and you can do it whenever you feel like it. That
		is, unless your parents have forbidden you to cum because
		you've been a naughty girl.

		If you have had your brother watching as well
		he's probably busting to jerk off. Mine was watching while I
		made myself happy and I'd like you to meet him. His name is
		Christopher.

		She motioned for him to show himself and they
		saw a boy, obviously younger than Marie-Louise and obviously
		embarrassed.

		Were you looking at me while I frigged myself, Christopher?

		Yes.

		You're a naughty boy. I should tell Mummy and
		Daddy - they'd spank you if they knew.

		Please don't, he pleaded and it looked very real.

		Did you jerk off?

		I tried but...

		But you don't know how, do you?

		No.

		Then I'll show you. Take your clothes off.

		All of them?

		Just do what you're told, you silly boy, his sister
		scolded.

	So they all watched as this pitiful example of boyhood
began to undress. Sally was pleased to see Wes wasn't very interested
in watching another boy undress but Sam definitely was, her eyes
glued to the screen as he slowly divested his clothes.

		Lay on the floor, no on your back, stupid, the
		exasperated girl instructed. She was now totally naked after
		her masturbating experience but it didn't seem to worry her at
		all.

		You can look at my titties, Christopher. It might
		make your cock a bit harder, she giggled much to his
		embarrassment. Then she looked at the screen and with a smile
		said, 'Girls should learn how to dominate their brothers and
		other boys. After all, we've got what they desire and if we give
		it away properly we can make them do anything for the
		privilege.'

		Then she took his semi-hard cock in her hand
		and began to slowly masturbate the boy, softly and gently, all
		the while humming a tune that seemed to mesmerize Sam as
		she watched. Wesley too became more interested.

		Soon the boy was at full length, his cock
		seeming too large for his smallish body as his sister continued
		the gentle massage of his penis. Soon he was squirming on the
		floor and began to moan with deep grunts.

		I think I'll stop now, the girl said cruelly and at
		the same instant the boy and Sam called out, No!

		What will you do if I keep doing it, Christopher?

		I'll... Anything. Anything you want.

		You'll suck me?

		Yes.

		For as long as I want?

		Yes, he almost screamed out.

		She then began to work faster, jerking his cock
		hard each time her hand went up the stem until the boy was
		arching his back with every pull of her hand, just his head and
		heels touching the floor. It wasn't long before streams of sperm
		flew into the air to land over both their bodies and in several
		places on the carpet.

		He had no sooner finished when the girl herself
		laid over on her back, her legs splayed widely, obscenely,
		facing the camera. Now you have to suck me until I cum twice,
		she demanded. The boy was still trying to regain some form of
		composure as his head began to kiss and lick her breasts but
		she soon pushed him down to her crotch and he began to lick
		her vulva, leaving wet glistening patches over the area.

		By now the camera angle had changed to a
		close-up shot of just his face and her vagina and Wes and Sam
		could see his tongue wetting her slit and pressing inside from
		time to time.

		My clit, stupid, you know that's where you have
		to lick. Do it.

		Yes, Marie-Louise, he answered and went about
		his task with more gusto. He had obviously been well trained
		and had carried out this task before.

		Marie-Louise then faced the camera and said
		with a smile, well, girls, if you have a brother with you you'd
		better start pleasing him. No time like the present. But make
		sure he returns the favour.


	The screen went blank.

	"I guess the time's come, Sam," her mother
said, pushing Wes upright as she stood up.
	"You mean...? To Wes?"
	"Right now. Daddy wants a video of your first time, so
there's no time like the present."
	"You mean Sam's going to jerk me off?" Wes asked dubiously.
	"Does it make you excited?"
	"I... I suppose so," he admitted and they could all see
the tent in his dressing gown.
	"Undress, Sam. Stop being so bashful, he's seen
everything you've got already, for goodness sake. Just use this time to
learn about sex properly. We'll be here to guide you through."
	By now, Jerry had the camera on a tripod and was
taping the girl's embarrassment as she began to remove the baby-doll
pajamas and her mother made sure she was facing the camera at the
appropriate times. Wes too, removed the robe to show his naked self
underneath. At his mother's direction he laid out on the large ottoman
and Sam knelt beside him.
	She tentatively reached out her hand to take hold of his
cock for the first time, flinching at the first touch then grasping it
firmly.
	"You don't need to choke it, Sam," her mother
suggested, then instructed her to begin to move her hand up and down.
	"You can cum when your ready, Wesley. Just enjoy what your sister is
doing for you."
	He came almost immediately, spurting straight up in
the air to land back on his legs and stomach. Sam seemed to realise
she shouldn't let go and was amazed at the power that surged through
his cock with each spurt of spunk. She saw for the first time, the thick
globules of sperm that fell back over his body and her own hand and
arm and watched fascinated as they began to trickle downwards, like
thick glue, she thought.
	Wes gave one final moaning gasp, the shuddering and
tenseness eased and he lay as though unconscious on the leather
couch.
	"Mummy...?" Sam asked in a frightened voice.
	"Let him rest for a moment, baby. You did very well at
your first attempt. I know he enjoyed it. What about you? How do you
feel?"
	"Me? Oh, O.K. I guess. It was... It was surprising, how
hard his thing got when he shot his stuff out... Oh, it was exciting,"
she had to admit.
	"And now it is your turn to enjoy the feelings in your
body. Wes, you know what to do, I take it?"
	"You mean...? You mean lick her... Her fanny?"
	"I mean make love to your sister with your lips and
your tongue, young man."
	"But she... She pees from there."
	"And she's had a shower."
	"Yuk," the boy said with distaste.
	"You will regret that remark, Wesley, next Friday."
	"Mummy, I can't... How can I lick her cunt, it's filthy."
	"You really don't learn do you? You'll be a very sorry
boy, Wesley, believe me. Now are you going to give your sister the
same pleasure you watched on the video or will I begin your
punishment right now?"
	"I... I will, Mummy, I'll be good." He was whimpering
now, both at the thought of having to lick his sister's wet fanny and the
thought of what he had just earned for himself next Friday night.
	Sam replaced him on the ottoman, blushing furiously
when her mother opened her legs wide apart to give Wesley a close-up
view of her secrets. At the same time her Daddy was moving
around to record every detail of her exposure and that felt worse than
letting Wes see her like this. She felt the coolness between her legs
and was sure she was quite wet. Oh, it's so humiliating, she cried
silently to herself. But the alternative was another beating.
	Then her mother actually pushed Wes's face into her
crotch. She flinched then felt the softness and a shiver went up her
spine.
	Wes saw the glistening labia parted just inches from his
face and his cock grew hard instantly. The musky odour rose to his
nostrils and it was as though he had no mind of his own. His only
desire was to press his mouth to this coral pink flesh and ravage the
one person he had dreamed of so often. No one else knew of his
desires and yet now, here it was forced upon him. Forced, he queried
his mind incredulously. Oh, not forced; this is my dream come true, he
told himself as his lips met his sister's warmth.

THE END OF BOOK ONE

Book Two - The Family Joins The Covenant
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