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The Measure of Man is a story of love and sex in the lives of a husband, a
wife, and their three children. The story spans almost four decades in their
lives and tells of their love for each other and for individuals outside the
primary family. The sexual acts described vary greatly but all are within
the realm of those practiced by normal human beings. The Measure of Man is
an epic adventure and will be told in approximately forty chapters.
Twenty-five chapters (1,449 KB) have been completed. Additional chapters
will be published at no specific schedule.

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THE MEASURE OF MAN

An Epic by Gil Gamesh

25 - Romeo and Juliet


As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and
night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let
your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the
little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in
your embrace; for this too is the measure of man.

<><><>

CAST OF CHARACTERS:
Kieran Stuart, 43
Sioned Stuart, 42
Kavan Stuart, 16
Arial Stuart, 14 (and ½)
Kerry Stuart, 11 (almost 12)
Kathryn Jenssen, 17
Lauren Andersen, 51
Stuart Andersen, 28
Joanne Andersen,25
Paul Andersen, 3
Luke Bridges, 25
Rachael Bridges, 26
Adrianna Bridges, 3

TELLING THE STORY:
Kerry Stuart
Luke Bridges
Rachael Bridges
Arial Stuart
Kieran Stuart
Stuart Andersen


(KERRY)

On Saturday morning, I went with Dad and Kavan and Stuart to pick
up the two vans dad had rented to go to The Cabin in the Woods.
There were ten people going from our house and Luke and Rachael
and Adrianna would make thirteen there for the week. We had so
much stuff to take to feed the crowd that we needed all the room
we could get.

I rode back to the house with Stuart so I could talk to him about
what we'd done last night. I wanted to find out how he felt about
stuff like seeing Kavan doing it with his Mom. It turned out he
asked me so many questions I ended up doing most of the talking.
He said he couldn't believe I'd just lost my cherry to his Mom a
week earlier. He said I looked like I'd been fucking for years.
He asked me all sorts of questions about my family and I told him
the truth. He asked me why we'd wanted to get his Mom to do stuff
with us. I told him it was because we wanted her to be happy and
to remember how good life can be.  He seemed satisfied. When I
told him what Lauren had said after I'm made her come, he slugged
me on the shoulder and said, `You're a good kid, Kerry."

When we got to the cabin, Luke and Rachael and Adrianna were
already there. Luke knew the hiding place for one of the keys and
he'd already opened all the doors and windows to let the place
air out. I could tell Aunt Kara and her family were the last ones
to use it because everything was so clean. Uncle Alan didn't
always leave it that way.

Dad did the introductions. He didn't need to introduce Adrianna
to little Paul. She took his hand and led him around the cabin
like she'd known him all her life. Stuart and Joanne seemed to
like Luke and Rachael a lot. I guess it was because they had so
much in common, like having a three-year old.

Dad was his usual bossy self and wouldn't let anybody do anything
much until we had emptied both vans. Mom just stayed in the cabin
with Joanne and Rachael and they told us where to put everything.
Everybody else helped carry stuff in but it still took a while. I
was glad when we finished so I could go down to the creek. I
wondered if it would be OK if I got naked so I could play. I'd
been carrying some rocks down to the creek for the last year or
so, piling them up to make the pool deeper to swim in. I hoped
I'd get some help this time.

Dad told me not to go to the creek until we'd all had lunch. I
hung around and Mom pulled out all the stuff for us to make
sandwiches. That was what we usually had for our first meal every
time we came. I'd told Mom to be sure and get some peanut butter
and bananas because that was what I liked on my favorite
sandwich. After everybody had eaten, Dad told me to see if I
could help Luke with the shrimp. I didn't want to but I sure
liked fresh shrimp so I asked Luke what I could do to help.

(LUKE)

After lunch, I asked Stuart to help me carry the cooler full of
shrimp down the hill to the flat area near the creek. I asked
Kavan and Kerry to see who would volunteer to help de-head the
shrimp and to bring folding chairs. Rachael asked how she could
help and I asked her to get small knives and a roll of paper
towels. I knew she could help but I didn't want her to. I didn't
want her throwing up and giving away the news.

I showed Stuart how to use the edge of the knife to pull away the
head of the shrimp and at the same time, if he was lucky, to pull
out the dark sand vein. He watched me do it a few times and then
followed my example. Kavan and Kerry knew how and they started
helping. Sioned showed Lauren how to de-head and we had all the
help we needed. Kieran came down the hill with Adrianna and gave
her to Arial so he could help. Sioned and Lauren came down the
hill with Paul and Arial took charge of him too.

Arial was walking around under the trees with Paul and Adrianna
and it was difficult to take my eyes off her. She was
unbelievably beautiful. Her face was almost too perfect, skin
flawless, lips red and full, eyes always twinkling. Her hair was
almost down to her hips now and it was a very light brown or
blond, streaked with strands of almost pure gold. Her breasts
were small virginal mounds with strawberry-colored aureoles that
formed a smaller mound and nipples smaller than the tip of my
little finger. Her belly-button was a little oval indentation in
the middle of soft skin. Her pubic hair was the same light color
as that on her head but so sparse that it hid little of the cleft
between her legs. I shook my head and tried to get back to
cleaning shrimp. Down boy.

Rachael and Joanne spread a blanket in the shade under some pine
trees. They lay down and started talking. I wondered if Rachael
had told Joanne that she was pregnant too or if she was going to
keep the surprise until we had dinner like we'd planned.

Arial took Paul and Adrianna by the hand and led them to the
smooth play area near the creek. She started chasing them and
they turned the game around and started chasing her. She ran in
circles around them, staying just out of their reach. Her long
blond hair was flying behind her. Her breasts hardly bounced. Her
long legs and small hips were mesmerizing to watch. The little
ones were laughing and giggling, running into each other, and
rolling in the grass.

Kerry kept watching Arial playing with Adrianna and Paul and so I
chased him away to play with them too. They started chasing him
around in circles and he kept running just out of their reach. He
reminded me of a gazelle, running so effortlessly. He started
leaping into the air, landing stiff-legged, and bouncing up
again. I remembered a nature program where I'd seen gazelles do
it - something called pronging. I suddenly realized I'd stopped
work and I looked around at the others. They were watching too.

The little ones alone would have been beautiful to watch. Or
Arial. Or Kerry. Combined, they were captivating. Laughing and
squealing. Running in circles. Falling down and rolling in the
grass. Beautiful naked innocence.

Innocence? If she was so damned innocent why did she keep showing
off so close to me? It was like she was trying to show me
everything she had. Every time she bent over with one of the
kids, her rear was toward me and her legs were parted. Down boy.
No way. It couldn't be an accident. She wanted me to see her
little pussy. I hadn't heard anything about her losing her
virginity. Kavan had called to tell me about how he'd done it
with Kathryn. Damn, she couldn't be trying to get me interested
in her, could she? My dick knew it was interested. I had to keep
my legs together with it pressed between my thighs so it wouldn't
stick its head up. Down boy. I figured I'd better concentrate on
shrimp and not on her. I deliberately quit watching her and
started back de-heading shrimp. It still took about ten minutes
for my dick to forget what I'd seen so I could spread my legs
apart again.  Shit! I'd love to get her cherry but I can't do
that. I swore I'd never hurt Kieran and Sioned's kids. But she's
big enough. If she wants it, I wouldn't hurt her. I'd make damn
sure she'd enjoy it. I'd love to lick that little pussy until it
was all juicy and open and ready for my dick. Shrimp, think of
shrimp, not pussy. First time I saw that little pussy she was
just seven years old. Just a little slit between those fat little
mounds on each side. Still, I'd thought about it when I went to
bed that night. Thought about Sioned too - her rubbing herself
all over me and getting me hard. Then sending me to my room to
jack off. I'd done it twice, once thinking about Sioned and then
again thinking about Arial. Damn, what would Rachael say? Maybe
the same thing she said when she heard Kavan's message - that she
just wished she could have been his first. Down boy. Shrimp,
shrimp. I wonder if Arial wants me to do it and how we could
arrange it. Down dick, think of shrimp.

The others started again too. It didn't take long for all of us
to de-head the fifty pounds of shrimp. Stuart and I carried the
cooler back up to the cabin deck. I asked Rachael and Joanne to
come back with us to get soap and towels so we could all wash off
in the creek. Rachael remembered to get a brush so we could scrub
around our fingernails. Kieran and Kavan walked back up the hill
and carried a cooler of beer and soft drinks down the hill. They
even thought to bring juice for the kids.

Arial and Kerry still wanted to run around and chase after the
little kids. Kavan and Kathryn got into it too. I watched as
Arial whispered something to Adrianna. Adrianna giggled and ran
over to me. "Daddy play! Daddy play!" I struggled up, acting like
I was too tired to play and she kept coaxing me. "Daddy play!" I
couldn't resist. I pulled Rachael to her feet, then went over to
Stuart. He got up by himself and pulled Joanne up. Kieran and
Sioned and Lauren decided they'd better get up too. We ended up
playing tag, trying to get Paul and Adrianna to understand the
rules. Arial said we should play chain tag. I'd never heard of
it. It was simple. The one who was it had to tag one other person
and they had to hold hands while chasing down a third who then
had to hold the hand of one of the original two. We decided the
boundary was the flat mowed area near the creek. Kerry was the
last one to be cornered.

 After that we all ended up in the creek. Kavan ducked under the
water behind Kathryn and came up with her on his shoulders, her
legs around his neck. Arial swam around behind me and, before I
realized what she was doing, had crawled up my back and had her
legs around my neck. Kerry surprised me by pulling Lauren into
the water and coaxing her onto his shoulders. He was growing up
so fast and he was already strong enough to lift Lauren. Sioned
yelled that she was going to watch the little kids. Stuart
surprised me by choosing Rachael as his partner. That left Kieran
and Joanne. Five pairs to do battle. Kerry charged me and I held
onto Arial's legs until we won and Lauren slid off Kerry's
shoulders into the creek. It was general bedlam, with screaming,
water splashing, yelling, laughing, and wrestling until we were
all exhausted.

<><><>

I'd asked everybody to save the biggest shrimp so I could l cook
them on the grill. I'd also brought a small sack of oysters. I
knew they wouldn't be as tasty as they are in cold weather but I
wanted to have some raw ones. I fired up the grill and spread
unopened oysters around on half of it. On the other half I spread
the big shrimp. I knew they'd both cook together if I just
watched them. Kieran got out a six-pack of cold beer. I started
shucking oysters. Kavan watched how I held the oyster in a
leather glove on my left hand and inserted the knife with my
right. After I'd done a dozen or so, he asked if he could try.
He'd picked up the trick and I was glad to let him do some
shucking. After he did some, Kieran took a turn.

I got a cold beer and took my first oyster au natural. I liked
them with any kind of sauce if it was used sparingly and didn't
overpower the oyster taste.

I knew Rachael would stay inside the cabin and wouldn't have any
oysters. When I learned Joanne was pregnant too, I guessed she
wouldn't have any. I didn't know whether Arial would or not. I
told her to try one, just to imagine it was something she got
from her boyfriend and she could swallow it with no trouble. She
stuck out her tongue at me and went in the cabin. I started
thinking how nice it would be to suck her tongue out of her mouth
but then I decided I'd better drop that if I wanted to keep my
dick under control. Sioned and Lauren both wanted a couple of raw
ones. They pretended they were arguing about which one of us guys
they tasted like. I watched the grill and when some of the baked
oysters opened, I sent a platter of oysters and shrimp inside for
the ladies. The rest of us finished up the rest of the baked and
raw oysters and the grilled shrimp and the beer. The ladies
rejoined us on the deck and we sat around talking for an hour or
so.

I was in charge of the shrimp boil so I found the heavy canvas
apron first thing. I decided to boil all the shrimp at once since
they'd be good for any meal during the next few days. I'd found
fresh corn at a road-side stand as I'd turned off the interstate
so I'd put the frozen corn in the freezer for later.  I asked for
volunteers to clean the fresh corn while I started everything
else boiling. I put half the little red potatoes and the hot
sausage in one pot and the rest of the potatoes and the mild
sausage in another.  I put a bag of spices, some Tabasco, and a
sliced lemon in one, just spices and lemon in the other. When the
two pots came to a boil, I gave them ten minutes and put in the
corn. After ten minutes and I put about one fourth of the shrimp
in each pot for just few minutes. I put the rest of the shrimp in
a third pot, without water, and put that one on the floor. When I
decided the shrimp in the other two pots were ready, I used the
straining lid to hold back everything but the liquid and I poured
that into the pot with the remaining shrimp. I had one big pot of
spicy shrimp, sausage, corn and potatoes. The other was mild. The
third pot with the rest of the shrimp would be great over the
next few days, spicy and a little picante, just from sitting in
the hot water for an hour or so while we ate.

I carried one pot to the tables on the deck while Stuart carried
the other one. The tables had been covered with newspaper and
plastic plates were ready. Kieran had brought a cooler of beer
and soft drinks. I looked around and everybody was ready to eat.

"Before we eat," I said, "Rachael and I have something we want to
share with you." I looked at Rachael.

"I'm pregnant too," she said. "Adrianna will have a brother or
sister in about six months."

<><><>

(RACHAEL)

I kept one eye on Luke while Arial was running around with Kerry
and the kids. Perhaps he thought he was hiding something but
there was no way he could conceal what he was feeling. From the
way he was sitting, I knew what he was trying to hold down. He
could hide his hard-on but he couldn't hide the emotions that
were so clear on his face. I knew it would work out. He and Arial
were going to be surprised tonight. And so was Kerry.

When Sioned and I had talked on the telephone, I could tell she
was trying to feel me out about something. I finally understood.
Arial wanted Luke to make love to her. She wanted him to be her
first. I started crying and Sioned thought she'd hurt me. We
talked and I told her I wasn't crying because I was hurt; I was
crying because I was happy.

I loved Arial. I loved Kavan and Kerry. I loved the whole damned
Stuart family. They were the family I'd never had. I knew what
Sioned had done for Luke. She'd showed him how to love. She'd
taught him how beautiful sex can be. Turned him from a cripple
into the loving man I married. It was so damned nice when Luke
and I could spend the night with Kieran and Sioned. Kieran and I
didn't have to battle to see who was in control anymore. It was
nice to have him in a state of truce - screwing me half to death
with that big dick of his - but still a state of truce.

Sioned trusted Luke and me. Trusted us to give back the gift of
love she'd given Luke. I wasn't hurt; I wasn't jealous. Kieran
had shared her with Luke. I wanted to share Luke with Arial. I
knew he was mine. I told Sioned I'd help arrange it - so we could
surprise Arial and Luke.

We talked and talked and made plans and arrangements for the week
at the cabin. I was about to hang up when another idea struck me.
Kerry. If Luke was busy with Arial, I'd be sleeping by myself.

I'd found it hard to believe when Sioned had told me what Kieran
and Kavan and Kerry had done with Lauren. Little Kerry. It seemed
like yesterday that he was just a little kid. Little penis, even
if it was almost always hard every time I saw it. Then we came
for a weekend and I saw a something else: a tall skinny boy with
a penis almost too big for him and a scrotum full of testicles
hanging down between his legs. Next time after that, I saw a
taller kid with twirls of pubic hair all around the base of his
dick. Seemed like he'd changed overnight. And now he had a dick
big enough now to use it like a man. To do it to Lauren and to do
it well enough so she had an orgasm. What a kid!

When I told Sioned I wanted Kerry to sleep with me, all I got was
a minute or so of silence. I think she was almost crying too. But
she agreed - it was between me and Luke. I told her I couldn't
ask him without letting him know what was being planned for him
and Arial. She agreed. We finally figured it out. Once we'd
surprised Luke and Arial, we'd surprise Kerry. I hung up the
phone feeling like I was part of some sort of conspiracy.

I didn't tell Sioned about the baby. We'd planned to surprise
everybody after dinner on our first night at the camp. I didn't
see any reason why the fact that I was pregnant should change
anything. I'd had no problems so far, not even a touch of morning
sickness, and my stomach was just beginning to show a little
curve down below my navel. Luke accused me of being horny all the
time and I guess it was true. I suppose it was just knowing I was
pregnant and didn't have to worry anymore about getting that way
that made me want him. Just thinking about Kerry doing it with me
made me even hornier.

<><><>
(ARIAL)

"Oh, shit. Oh, shit. That's all I could think. Rachael's pregnant
again. All my dreaming and wanting and thinking Luke would want
to be my first just died. I knew he'd never want me now. Adrianna
tied him to Rachael. Another baby would tie him even closer. I
knew she'd never agree to let him make love to me. It felt like
my heart had turned into a heavy lump and had settled in my
stomach.

This afternoon, when Luke told me to imagine the oyster was
something my boyfriend gave me, I couldn't believe it. Men are so
dumb sometimes. I didn't have a boyfriend. Even if I did, I don't
know whether I'd swallow if he gave me a mouthful. Maybe if Luke
gave it to me, I might swallow. I got mad and went in the cabin
with Rachael and Joanne.

I tried to keep on a happy face while everybody ate dinner. The
shrimp were delicious. The corn was out of this world. Maybe it
was because it was out of the field this morning like Luke said.
The potatoes were OK but I didn't like the smoked sausage.

After dinner, I saw Mom go in the cabin. When she went to the
bathroom, she saw me following her and waited for me. She held
the door until I got inside. When she shut the door, I couldn't
help it. I started crying. She wrapped her arms around me and
held me until I'd let out enough to stop. She asked me why and I
told her. I'd been happy because I thought it'd work out with
Luke. Now it couldn't since Rachael was pregnant. Mom just held
me closer and kissed me on the cheek and told me everything would
work out OK. I guess I wanted to believe her but I really didn't.

<><><>

(KIERAN)

After dinner was over, Lauren and Sioned took the two little kids
to one of the bedrooms to sleep. We always kept some kid's books
so somebody could read to them. When they came back out later,
they were both smiling. I asked them why and they told me little
Paul and Adrianna were already asleep and still holding hands.

I thought it was about time for the big announcement Sioned had
asked me to make. I didn't know what the hell she and Lauren and
Rachael were up to but I guessed she probably did. Some of the
others were in the big hall of the cabin and others were out on
the deck. I stuck my head out the door and called them in.

"Sioned has asked me to make an announcement or two for tonight.
Except for the Andersens, you all know the downstairs rooms are
pretty primitive. They're small and the queen-size mattresses on
the floor take up half the room. You have to use the two common
bathrooms at the end of the big room here in the center. The
upstairs room's the only one with a king-size bed and its own
bathroom. Even the bathroom there's not much. I hear too many
complaints that two people can't get in there at the same time.
The bed's very nice though and we try to give that to somebody
for a special occasion, like first-time visitors to the cabin."

"Tonight, the upstairs bedroom is reserved for somebody's first
time. I understand Arial's ready to become a woman and she wants
Luke to help her." I looked over at Arial. "Arial, princess, the
room is yours for the night. Luke's agreed to keep you company."

I kept looking at her and I couldn't figure out what I was seeing
on her face. I'd expected her to be happy but she seemed to be on
the verge of crying. Sioned had cried more than once because I'd
made her so happy. I hoped that was what Arial was experiencing.

I looked at Luke and all I saw was a big smile. I knew he was
happy. I envied him, damn it.

"'The only problem with this arrangement is that Rachael will be
sleeping alone unless we send somebody to keep her company. The
second announcement is that I'm assigning Kerry to take care of
Rachel tonight. Do you think you could fill in for Luke, Son? Do
you think you're up to the job?"

That got a few howls and dirty responses out of some of the
others. When I looked at Kerry, I saw that big grin of his. He
had that "I can't believe this is happening to me" look on his
face. He loved any sort of double entendre with a sexual
connotation.  Shit, I envied him too.

Rachael pushed Luke toward the stairs and Kavan pushed Arial.
Luke held out his hand to Arial. I could tell by the way he was
smiling that he was ready to help Arial. Who wouldn't be happy
to? The crowd was quiet while they went up the stairs. When Luke
closed the door, everybody erupted into cheers and more than a
little bit of advice for them.

Kerry was ready too. He walked up to Rachael, gave her a bow with
one hand in front and the other behind. She was smiling almost as
big as Luke. They picked one of the downstairs bedrooms and got a
round of cheers when they closed the door.

I hadn't really tried to figure out any sleeping arrangements for
anyone else. But somebody had been making some arrangements for
me. Sioned took Lauren's hand and they both came after me. I
didn't fight it. I just hoped I was up to it, whatever they had
in mind. I let them lead me to one of the other bedrooms. We
really got some dirty suggestions from the four remaining: two
young couples - Stuart and Joanne, Kavan and Kathryn. They had
their pick of the three remaining bedrooms. I wondered whether
they'd use just use one like last night.

<><><>

(ARIAL)

The upstairs bedroom was the nicest I've ever seen it. Someone
had made the bed with new linens. They'd cleaned the place and
made it smell good. They even had burning candles scattered
around the room.

Luke slid open the door to the little deck up at the peak of the
A-frame and we went out. The moon was about three-quarters full
and I could see the dark silhouette of pine trees on the horizon.
Luke pulled me around I front of him. I leaned back against him
and he curled his arms around me with his hands on my stomach. I
could feel his something hot and soft pressed against my rear.

"There's a circle around the moon," I said. "Isn't it beautiful?"

"It's the moisture in the air, Arial," he said. "It's probably
going to rain tonight or tomorrow."

"You're so romantic, Luke."

"Shut up, Arial."

"What?"

"I said `Shut up, Arial.' You don't need to be sarcastic. I am
romantic. Just give me a chance, will you?"

I gave him a chance but he had to get business out of the way
first.

"Arial, if your Mom and Lauren and Rachael arranged this, I guess
they'd made sure you're not going to get pregnant. Is that right
or do I need to use a condom?"

"It's safe, Luke. Mom's helped me. I've got a little spermicidal
thing in me. Mom helped me to choose and then to try it to see if
it irritated me. I don't even know it's in there. I hope you
can't tell."

He held me and I waited.

"Arial, do you remember the first time you kissed me, I mean,
really kissed me?"

"When?" I remembered. I just didn't want to tell him I
remembered. Or maybe I didn't want him to know I remembered.

"It was the Christmas we spent with your family, when Adrianna
was about six months old."

"That was the only white Christmas I've ever had. It was nice,
wasn't it? Did I kiss you then?"

"Come on, Arial, you know you did. It was the first time you ever
really kissed me, on the mouth, like a woman. You know what I'm
talking about. I think you were twelve."

"I remember the snow starting about dark on Christmas Eve. I
remember all of us talking and eating and having fun together. I
think we all had on sweat-suits, didn't we?"

"Yeah, we stayed up until well after midnight watching it snow
outside and eating and having fun inside. Your hair was short
then. It was more like a halo around your head. When we turned on
the spotlights out in the backyard and went out and played in the
now, I remember your halo."

Kavan was the one who'd come up with the idea of everybody
getting naked and going out and playing in the snow in the
backyard. Mom and Dad said OK and he turned up the heat in the
house. When we were almost frozen, we went in through the
basement and warmed up in the shower. All seven of us tried to
get under two shower heads at the same time. Afterwards we went
upstairs to the living room where the Christmas tree was set up.
Dad had put mistletoe in the middle of the French doors to the
living room. He pulled Mom under it and gave her a real kiss.
Everybody cheered them on and he grabbed me and Rachael and gave
us a real kiss too. I think it was my first open-mouthed kiss.
Then everybody else started using the mistletoe as an excuse to
kiss the same way. I'd given Luke a real kiss too. I guess I'd
surprised him because I'd never kissed him on the lips before.
I'd never opened my mouth and given him a little tongue before
either. I remembered. That was when I decided to let my hair grow
as long as I was a virgin. I remembered it well.

"I remember it, Arial. That was the first time you ever kissed me
like that, on the mouth. When I felt your tongue, it surprised
the hell out of me. I guess that was when I stopped thinking of
you as a little girl and started thinking of you as a young
woman."

"We were just playing, Luke. I saw Mom and Rachael kiss you the
same way."

"They were playing, Arial. You weren't. I could tell the
difference. I kept thinking about it for weeks afterward."

I couldn't say anything. Maybe he did get it. I didn't care
whether he thought the moon was romantic or not, especially when
he remembered me like that. I put my hands over his and pressed
them against my stomach.  The hair on his forearms was stiff and
almost bristly, like that on his head. His hands were big and his
knuckles were hard. I wanted him to move his hand to my breast
and feel my heart pounding.

"I love you, Arial," he whispered in my ear.

I still couldn't say anything.

"I love you like the sister I never had. You know that. I love
Kavan and Kerry like brothers. Being part of your family's the
best thing that ever happened to me."

I just kept on rubbing his arms, feeling the bristly hair under
my fingertips. I didn't want to be loved like a sister.

"I love you like some sort of woodland sprite or nymph too,
Arial. This afternoon, you were the most beautiful creature I've
ever seen. I couldn't believe you were real. I knew you were
something magical."

"I'm real, Luke," I whispered. I thought nymph was more like it,
maybe nymphomaniac.

"But I can't ever love you like a wife, Arial. Rachael and I've
made that commitment to each other. I don't ever want to break
it."

"I love Rachael too, Luke. I know you belong to her." I didn't
want him to love me like a wife. I just wanted him to treat me
like a woman.

"It's not so much belonging, Arial. Rachael and I were both
deeply wounded before we found each other. Your Mom and Dad
helped rescue both of us. Your Dad even paid for counseling for
me and Rachael when we were in college. We both know how love can
heal and we still work at it."

I didn't know Dad had done that. "They love you like you're their
son, Luke."

"I know. Every time we come for a visit, we almost talk their
ears off telling them everything. They always help us straighten
out any problems we have."

I giggled. "I think you four help each other straighten out more
than problems, don't you?"

"Yeah, we do. You know we still sleep together once in a while
then? We've done it once this year, maybe a couple of times last
year."

"Yes, Luke. I know you do more than just sleep. It's OK with me."

Luke moved one hand up to my right breast. I knew he could feel
my heart beating out of my chest.

"The first weekend I spent with all of you I saw you and then I
saw your Mom. You were the first girl I'd ever seen naked and you
were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. You were just a
little thing, didn't have any breasts, didn't have any hair down
there like you do now, just a little crease in a fat little mound
between your legs."

He moved the other hand down and started playing with my pubic
hair with his fingertips.

"When I saw your Mom, she was almost too much. She was beautiful
too but she was a woman. I couldn't take my eyes off that fiery
red patch of hers. I couldn't take my eyes off her breasts
either. Guess I'd have gone blind if I had kept looking."

He was gently tweaking the nipple on my breast now, just a couple
of fingers and my nipple, just an electric shock.

"I jacked off twice that night, Arial. First time I was thinking
of you. Remembering how you'd smiled at me when I dried you off
in the shower. Second time I was thinking of your Mom. Wondering
what it'd be like to be able to part that red thatch and find out
what was hidden. I jacked off thinking about you lots after that.
I've never stopped thinking about you since, never stopped
dreaming about you, never stopped loving you."

His fingers were magic in two places now, molding my nipple to a
hard little peak, parting my pubic hair and finding out how slick
and hot I was.

When he put his hands on my shoulders and indicated I should turn
around, I didn't' resist. He turned at the same time so that I
turned full circle. He ended up leaning against the balcony
railing and I was leaning up against him facing him. This time I
felt his dick, hot and heavy but still soft, pressed against my
legs. He held my shoulders a little away from his chest and I
looked up. His face was a dark silhouette against the moon-lit
sky. The moon was shining over his shoulder in my face. He didn't
say anything, just looked at me.

He started stroking my hair and talking about how beautiful it
was. He ran his fingers through it and then sort of lifted it and
let it fall. I could feel something gradually hardening between
my legs. He leaned over and buried his face in my hair and held
me. After a minute or so he pulled away, lifted my face to his,
and kissed me. Gently, oh so gently, just his lips brushing
against mine, just his breath mingling with mine. I could feel
his cock grow harder still, and I spread my legs slightly to let
it rise. I moved back and forth a little, almost like riding it.
He backed up for a moment to allow it to rise even more and, when
he pressed against me again, it was hot and hard against my
stomach. This time when he kissed me, he opened his lips to mine.
He teased me with his tongue and when I stuck mine into his
mouth, he caught it and tried to suck it into his. I was aching
inside for him to fill me.

I don't know when we moved back into the bedroom. I don't know
when we moved onto the bed. We were kissing with open mouths and
with tongues now, while he pressed against me, pinning me down,
his dick burning against my belly. I wanted it inside me.

I pushed against him, pushed him on his back, and swung one leg
over him. I wanted him inside now. I reached down and held his
dick in one hand. It was so big and hard but I wanted it. I
rubbed the head against my opening and pressed down against it. I
knew I was wet and ready and I knew I wanted it. I pushed again
and the head slid in just inside my vaginal lips. It felt so damn
wonderful. It wasn't so big after all. I wasn't afraid anymore, I
wanted it and I knew I was going to have it. I pushed again and
it didn't go in. I pushed harder and almost screamed when it
started hurting. Sharp pain, real pain. Too much pain. My body
wouldn't let him in. I heard Luke talking to me.

"Stop, Arial! Stop! You're not ready. You're trying to go too
fast."

I started crying. I wanted to feel him inside me. I was so hot
and frustrated and wanted it so bad. But it wasn't supposed to
hurt this bad, was it? I was so damn frustrated and frightened.

Luke rolled me off him, over on my back, and rolled part way over
me, talking to me, stroking my shoulders and breasts and stomach
and hips. He kept talking to me in a low voice, pleading.

"Let me lead you, Arial. I want it to be good for you. I don't
want to hurt you. Just let me show you how. I won't hurt you, I
promise, Please Arial."

I tried to stop crying long enough to agree. Luke kept talking to
me and kissing me. He touched me ever so lightly, over my
shoulders, my breasts, my stomach, my thighs, and, finally, where
I wanted him to touch me, my center. He kept his mouth on mine
while he pulled my legs apart, kept kissing me while he teased my
vaginal lips apart, kept kissing me while he slid one finger into
me, still kissed me while he used that finger to stir up my
juices, and still kissed me while he used two fingers to open me
up. It didn't hurt. But I wasn't stretched so tight like I'd been
before.

"Arial, I want to do something I've dreamed of for years. For the
last couple of years, I've looked at the silky blond hair between
your legs. I've wanted to get my mouth down there. I want to
taste you. Maybe it's crazy but it's what I want. Will you let
me?"

I couldn't say anything. Mom said Dad never complained about the
spermicide when he went down on her. But that was when I was a
baby. I hoped the stuff was the same now. I nodded and he slowly
kissed his way down over my breasts, down to my naval, down,
down, to my pubic hair. I didn't know how to help him, how to
help him get access to where I wanted his mouth. He didn't need
any help. He moved one knee between my legs, spread my legs,
moved the other knee, spread my legs wider, slid his big hands
under my butt, lifted me up, raised my hips to his level, and I
watched as he looked at where I wanted his mouth.

He took one deep breath, then another; was he smelling me? I'd
been thinking of him all afternoon. I knew how damp I'd gotten. I
didn't care. He started kissing me between my legs. Just little
kisses on my thighs, on my pubic mound, in the crease between my
mound and my thighs, everywhere but where I wanted his mouth.
Just when I thought I'd have to beg, he took mercy on me. He
kissed me right at the top of my slit, just were my clitoris is.
I wanted more and I guess he did too. He started licking me,
again, all around on my thighs and on the sides of my slit,
everywhere again but where I wanted his tongue. He knew how to
tease. Finally he did it, started at the bottom of my slit and
brought his tongue up, up, up, to where it ended under my
clitoral hood. I think that's when the world went away. He kept
at me for what could have been minutes or hours with no hurry,
just his gentle tongue licking, licking, licking. Everything I
knew was centered between my legs and the feel of his tongue
there. My eyes were closed and I thought I saw something red and
hot and realized it was my own blood under my eyelids. My breasts
and chest felt the same heat. And everything between my thighs
was heat, just red heat. I knew I was coming and I was ready.
Maybe he knew it too. He fastened his mouth on the area where my
clitoris was still hiding and tried to suck it out. That
triggered it. I crashed in one convulsion after another until
they began to fade. He wasn't through. He started sucking again,
started licking again. Everything built up again and he wouldn't
stop. Kept at me, slow, gentle, his tongue over each side of my
cunt, teasing the lips apart, licking inside me as far as his
tongue would reach, up every time to my clit and I knew it was
exposed now to his tongue. He kept at me until I exploded again
and crashed and crashed. I couldn't stand it. He had to stop. I
reached down and grabbed his hair and pulled his head away from
me. I didn't have any sense left. I couldn't think. He held me.
When did he move up beside me? Just held me. Not trying to do
anything. I finally started thinking half-way coherently again.

"Can I do you, Luke?" I asked.

"No."

That wasn't what I'd expected to say. "No?"

"No, Arial! Maybe some time later. Not now. Just relax."

I wanted to suck him. He could keep his oysters. I wanted
something else. I realized that I did want it. I wanted to suck
him off. Wanted him to come I my mouth, wanted to swallow his
come and know that it was in my stomach when I went to sleep. I
had to do something.

I wiggled out of his arms and pushed him over on his back. I
started to get on top of him and he stopped me. He pushed me back
down beside him.

"No, Arial. Not now. Wait."

He leaned over me and found my breast with his mouth. He stated
teasing my nipple and then sucking, just gently sucking, nothing
urgent, nothing in a hurry. One hand found my pussy. It was
drenched but I didn't care. One finger found its way into me. It
started stirring up even more juice. He was driving me crazy. I
was too sensitive to be touched but he wouldn't stop. I was going
to scream if he didn't stop.

He stopped. He pulled me on top of him. I tried to sit up so I
could sit on his cock. I wanted it inside me. He wouldn't let me
sit up. He wrapped his arms around me and held me against his
chest. He knew what I wanted. Why wouldn't he let me?

He reached down on both sides and put his hands on the back of my
thighs and pulled. I guessed he wanted me to bend my legs and I
tried to do what he wanted. His hands guided me. I ended up with
my legs bent so that my knees were at his waist. He wrapped his
arms around me again and held me down.

I could feel his cock sandwiched between his stomach and mine. It
was hot and hard but it was outside when I wanted it inside. He
held me still so I couldn't do anything.  He just kept holding me
while I just kept wanting. Finally, he reached down between us
with one hand, pulled me up higher on his chest with the other,
and I realized the head of his dick was just touching the lips of
my cunt.

I tried to move down so it would slide in. He held me and
wouldn't let me. I felt him move just slightly, just one little
movement of his hips and the head eased inside me. He stopped.
Damn, his teasing was driving me crazy. I wanted his cock in me.
Now! He moved again, just enough for me to feel it. I pushed down
as much as I could. I felt it open me up and slide in a little
more. It didn't hurt. Damn, it didn't hurt. Not yet. But it
wasn't all the way in.

He started kissing me again and playing with me. His fingers were
curled around on both sides of my behind, playing with the lips
of my cunt, stretched open by his dick. I loved that, to be so
stretched around his cock while he played with my pussy.

He moved again and I moved a split-second later. I knew his dick
went deeper but there was no pain, just a feeling of fullness. I
wondered how much of his cock was in me. I couldn't tell. All I
could tell was that the sensitive inner lips were stretched tight
around his hot flesh.

He moved again. No pain. Just fullness. Again. He stopped. He
pushed my face away from his. I opened my eyes. He was smiling at
me.

"Sit up."

I did. I could feel his balls pressing against my ass. His cock
was entirely inside me. It didn't hurt. It was just a wonderful
sensation of being filled. I knew it was OK. I moved a couple of
times, up just a little and then back down. It didn't hurt.

He was still smiling at me. He knew he'd done it. He said he'd
never hurt me and he hadn't. I'd almost hurt myself by being in a
hurry. But he hadn't hurt me.

"Don't ever take it out, Luke. Just stay inside me. Don't even
move."

"I won't, Arial. I'm too close to coming. If you're not still
yourself, I'm going to come."

I wanted him to come. I wanted to feel him come inside me. I
moved up and down a couple of times.

He lost control. He pulled me back down on his chest, wrapped his
arms around me, and rolled over on top of me before I could say
anything. He pulled back just a little and shoved it in me.
Pulled back and shoved it in again. One more time, so hard it
made me grunt. He froze and I could feel him buried entirely
inside me and could feel his cock throbbing as he came inside me.

I felt him start to roll off me and I wrapped my arms and legs
tighter around him and held him.

"Don't take it out, Luke. Please! Don't take it out. I want to
feel you."

He stayed still on top of me, still inside me, with his face
buried in the pillow beside my head. I could feel is cock lose
some of its stiffness and then later some of its hardness. It
still felt wonderful inside me and I didn't want him to ever take
it out. I tightened the grip of my legs on his thighs and put my
hands on his buttocks and tried to pull him closer. He lifted his
head above mine and looked in my eyes, smiling at me. He started
kissing me again and I opened my mouth to him.

A few minutes later, I realized he was hard again. His dick was
still entirely inside me and I could feel his balls pressed
against my ass cheeks. I didn't want him to ever take it out. He
bent down, trying to find my breasts with his mouth. He was too
tall. He tried again and I helped him. I cupped my hands under my
breasts and lifted them. He found my nipple with his lips and
started sucking. I felt an instantaneous response in my cunt,
almost a contraction around his dick. He kept sucking. I knew
there had to be a direct connection.

He kept sucking and then started slowly moving his hips. I felt
his dick slide out until just the head was in me and then all the
way back in me. Slowly, oh, so slowly, he slid it in and out. It
didn't hurt now; it felt wonderful. I don't know whether he was
savoring the sensation but I was. He moved his mouth to the other
breast. He moved his hips so that his dick was at a different
angle. I could feel my vaginal lips being pulled in each time he
pushed into me and then a tug against my clitoral hood each time
he hit bottom. It was unbelievable.

I lost all consciousness of time and place. The only thing I was
aware of was what my body was feeling as he slid his dick in and
out of my cunt. He began to pick up the tempo, increasing the
speed of his thrusts, and as he did he began to push harder. I
couldn't take it. I had to take it. I didn't have any choice. I
was going to come if he didn't stop. He didn't stop. I helped him
with my hands on his ass. Each time he pushed into me, I pulled
on his ass cheeks. I knew I was going to come but when I did I
wasn't prepared for what I felt. Luke must have felt my
contractions around his cock. His mouth sucked on my nipple at
exactly the same split-second interval. I felt like I was dying
as my contractions began to fade away.

Then Luke started coming too. I couldn't feel his semen spurting
out into me. I could feel the contractions in his dick after he
shoved it in to the hilt and held still. I could feel his mouth
on my nipple. He was hurting me a little, in my cunt, on my
nipple, but it was a good hurt. I wished he'd never stop.

 But he did. He stopped and laid almost dead-weight on top of me.
I didn't mind. I hoped he'd never move off me, never take his
dick out of me. But finally he did.

He pulled out, gave me a quick smack on the lips, and went to the
bathroom. He was back in a second with a couple of towels. He
pushed my legs apart, and put one of the towels between them.

"Maybe this part isn't romantic, Arial. It's just the way it is
after a man and woman make love. Get used to it. And remember, if
the man gets up and brings you a towel, it's because he really
does love you."

He stood there in front of me with the other towel in his hand.
His dick was shiny and wet all the way down to his pubic hair. I
could see white streaks of what I guessed were semen along the
length and on the head. One fat drop was hanging precariously
from the slit at the end. He started cleaning everything off,
looking down at his dick and then at my face. I knew he wanted me
to see this side of sex, the mess that we'd made. Maybe he
thought I'd never seen it.  I didn't think it was anything
repugnant. His dick was still beautiful to me, swollen, all
reddish purple on the head and then red part way down the shaft.
His balls were completely relaxed now and hanging even lower than
the head of his dick. I thought it was cute after they were so
snuggled up against his body when he'd had it in me.

"Why wouldn't you let me suck you, Luke?" I asked.

"Damn, Arial. That's a helluva fuckin' question to ask? Don't you
understand what I was trying to do? I was trying to think of how
I could make your first time good for you."

I gave him a big smile and, from the expression on my face, I
think he realized I was playing with him.

"It was good, Luke. It was everything I've dreamed about. I'm
just giving you something to dream about for the next few
nights."

He gave me an angry look and then went around and pinched out the
candles one by one. He slid in the bed and pulled me against him.
It seemed the most natural thing in the world for me to turn on
my side away from him and extend my right leg, while he wiggled
up against me with his right leg over my left. He found my breast
with his right hand and put his face in my hair. He took one deep
breath and exhaled. I wondered if he was ready for sleep.

He wasn't. We talked quietly while he held me. I was content.

<><><>

On Sunday morning, I woke up early. I listened to see if I could
hear anybody else. It was quiet except for the rain. It had begun
some time during the night and was falling slowly and softly. I
was sore. I didn't hurt but I was sore enough to be
uncomfortable.  Luke was still spooned up to my butt and had his
arm around my waist. I could feel his dick pressed against my
butt. It was soft and warm. I tried to take the towel from
between my legs and it seemed like it was stuck to me. I had to
pee. I rolled away from Luke as quietly as I could and went in
the bathroom. I peed and it burned a little. I wiped and it hurt
a little. I found a wash cloth, wet it in warm water, and wiped
everything around my pussy as gently as possible. That felt
better. I used a couple of fingers to part the lips. It was a
mess. Looked like everything Luke had put in me as well as the
spermicide had run out and half-way dried. I kept at it until it
felt clean to my fingers. It didn't hurt anymore but it was sore.
I didn't know what Luke would want to do this morning but I knew
one thing he wasn't going to do.

I got another cloth, washed my face, and then brushed my hair.
When I went back out, Luke was lying on his side, his eyes half
open. He was smiling at me.

"Thank you, Arial."

"For what, Luke?"

"For making my dream come true."

I didn't say it but he had my thanks too. And after a day or two
to recover, he was going to have my thanks again.

Luke got up and went in the bathroom. I heard him peeing in the
bowl and then running the water in the sink. Men! They don't know
how easy they've got it, I thought. All they've got to do is wash
their dick off in the sink a little and it's ready to use again.
I heard a soft knock on the door and when I opened it Kerry was
standing there with a big grin. He said Rachael wanted me and
Luke to join them in the shower in a few minutes.

<><><>

Sunday morning at breakfast everybody was nice to me. They all
treated me the same as always and didn't ask me anything about
what had happened with me and Luke last night. That was fine with
me. Mom and Dad had always said a gentleman never talked about
what he did in bed with a lady. I guess it worked the other way
around too. If anybody hinted at anything, I just gave them a
smile and changed the subject.

I was hungry for breakfast. Mom and Dad had brought sausage and
eggs with toast for breakfast and I ate two eggs with some
sausage. I think Mom almost fainted when I asked for another egg.
I had a big glass of orange juice and then some coffee afterward.
Usually when I drank coffee, I made it half milk and half coffee
and lots of sugar. But I wanted something different this time and
I made it with just a little milk and sugar.

It was drizzling rain all Sunday morning and kind of warm and
humid. Since the cabin didn't have air conditioning, most of us
didn't put on any clothes. We all played with the two little kids
a lot and I think we wore them out too much. They got a little
fussy with lunch and their moms put them to bed for a nap.

I talked with most everybody because they seemed to want to talk
to me. Everybody else was talking in little clusters around the
main hall of the cabin. I heard Stuart and his Mom talking about
what we'd done on Friday night. Stuart teased Lauren about
spending the night with Mom and Dad and said he didn't believe
Dad could have any good in bed after his performance with
Kathryn. She said she'd never tell but I'll bet she will.  She
teased him and Joanne about spending the night with Kavan and
Kathryn after Friday's fun and games. She asked him if Kathryn
still wanted more after having had sex with Dad and Kerry on
Friday night. He said he'd never tell either, but I'll bet he
will. From the way they talked, I figured out that Kavan and
Kathryn had slept by themselves last night. They'd said they we
going to so they could save up for the tableaux presentation.

When we were eating sandwiches for lunch, Luke and Rachael came
over and sat with me and Kerry. None of us talked about what we'd
done last night but Kerry kept smiling at Rachael and she'd smile
back. I guessed they'd had a good time together. I was about to
leave the table when she asked me to wait a minute. She said she
and Luke wanted to ask me and Kerry to spend a night with them
again. I said not tonight but maybe later. She said Monday night
and I nodded. I asked whether she meant separate or together. She
said together. I looked at Kerry and he was nodding his head off.
Men! I nodded too. Luke gave me a big smile.

The rain stopped a little after lunch. Kavan and Kathryn wanted
to go for a walk and they asked me and Kerry if we wanted to go
too. He said we could walk on the road going back to the gate as
far as the beaver pond on the little branch. Kerry said he was
tired of beaver `cause he'd been looking at one all night. Men! I
don't know where they get some of their names for things.

We told Mom where we wanted to go and she said we either had to
put on clothes or spray for mosquitoes. It was still warm and
humid so we just got our rubber mud sandals and sprayed each
other.

I was glad we could get away together because I wanted to talk
about the show we were going to put on for the crowd. I was
nervous about having to handle the lights. Kerry said he couldn't
do the commentary and handle the lights too. Kavan told me he was
sure I could because I'd done the lights perfectly when we
rehearsed in the basement at home. He said anyway I was the only
one who could read music and I was the one who'd cued the lights
to the scores so I had to do it. I said just because I can read
music a little and play a wind instruments didn't mean I could
conduct a production like this. Kerry had to wisecrack about me
playing a wind instrument. He said I was great on the flute. I
knew he meant something dirty so I pretended to be hurt and gave
him my crying routine. He apologized and hugged me and told me he
loved me.

Kavan wanted to try one of the hardest positions he and Kathryn
were going to do - where Kathryn was bent back in a bow and Kavan
was between her legs with his face on her pussy. They tried to do
it but they were too wet from the water dripping off the leaves
and he couldn't hold her in the position. The water on Kavan did
make his muscles from weightlifting stand out. They'd been
talking about putting oil on their bodies to make them sexier but
they decided not to do it since they hadn't rehearsed it that way
and they were afraid it would be worse than water on them.

We stopped by the old farm house to check on its condition. The
old metal roof was still good and everything inside was dry. Dad
and Kavan had put plywood over a couple of bad windows a few
years ago but everything else was OK. There was nothing inside
and it felt so lonely and sad. I ended up hugging Kerry and
holding him because I didn't know what else to do for the old
house.

We found the beaver pond and saw lots of tracks in the mud and
some new stumps where they'd cut down little trees. We didn't see
any beaver and I asked Kavan why they were so hard to see. Kerry
said it was because most of them were hidden - under panties. I
tried to hit him but he ran.

On the walk back, Kavan held Kathryn's hand. Kerry finally caught
up with us and held my hand. I was still mad and wouldn't look at
him. Finally he stopped and made me look. His eyes looked red and
full of tears. I thought he was ready to cry because I was mad at
him. He wrapped his long arms around me and hugged me and told me
he really does love me. He said it wasn't because I'm always
sweet to him and he can always talk to me about everything. He
said it was because he doesn't really have any choice but to love
me. He kissed me on he cheek and I couldn't stay mad at him any
more.

We were almost back to the cabin when he stopped me again.

"I'm a pretty good actor, Arial," he said. "Don't you think so?
If I rub my eyes with my knuckle and then squint a little, it
looks like I'm crying, doesn't it? Just like you."

<><><>

Sunday afternoon, the skies were clearing and the air started
getting warmer and dryer. Everybody wanted to play outdoors but
the water in the creek was stained from the rain so nobody wanted
to play in it. We ended up just being silly and chasing each
other around in the flat area near the creek. Dad caught me and
gave me a frowzle. That's what he always calls it when he hasn't
shaved and he rubs his whiskers on my stomach and makes it red.
Stuart and Luke did me too and I had red patches all over my
breasts and shoulders and stomach. I was glad Kavan and Luke
didn't really have whiskers yet. I wasn't the only one who got
frowzled though. The guys with whiskers did it to all the women.
I guess they got a kick out of it because they all ended up with
swollen dicks. Kerry didn't even do it and his dick was standing
straight up as usual.

Everybody was all muddy and covered with little leaves and stuff
so we all ended up in the shower together. There were so many of
us in there at once that we hardly had room to soap up and wash
off. Nobody complained though. Kerry still had a hard-on and we
all gave him a good yank or two.

Sunday night dinner was just cold stuff. Mom had brought a half
ham, already cooked, and Stuart sliced it for us. We had potato
salad and pickles and stuff like that. We used plastic plates and
cups so we didn't have to wash dishes. Dad said it made just as
much sense to wash real dishes because we'd just have to carry
the plastic ones out with the trash when we left.

Sunday evening was really nice. The last of the rain system
clouds were moving out and the sunset on them was beautiful. The
wind had almost stopped. Every few minutes, another breeze would
sweep along and the pine trees would sound like they were
singing. I hated to go in off the deck but I knew we wanted to
start the tableaux when it got dark.

<><><>

(STUART)

I didn't know what to expect. For three days, Joanne and I'd
found it hard to believe what we saw and did. Mom had told us
about the Stuart family when she called and then finally told us
what she'd done with them. I'd told her repeatedly that I wanted
her to start living again after Dad died but I hadn't expected
her to get herself into a situation like this. Or maybe I should
say, the situation got into her - three of them in one night! I
knew she and Dad had enjoyed a good sex life and I suspected they
enjoyed a lot I didn't know about. But still, three of them?
Kieran and his two sons? Damn, I'd have loved to be there to see
that. Joanne thought it was pretty hot too. She almost broke my
dick off fucking me the night we learned about it.

When I met the Stuarts they turned out to be a damned nice
family. Kieran was still a hunk and I could see why Mom had
thought he was one at sixteen. It's hard to believe he's really
my biological father. I still can't think of anybody but Paul as
my real father. Sioned was almost unbelievable. When I saw her
naked the first time, I wanted to get face down on her and get a
mouthful of red hair. And those tits! I could suck on them for a
week and die happy.

Their kids are great. I felt like they were my brothers and
sister after just one night. Beautiful, healthy, bright -
everything parents could want in kids. I hope Paul grows up like
them. I know how Kerry's going to feel - growing up so damned
intelligent. He's going to find out what I did: it's a mixed
blessing.  Teased to death by the other kids and still damn glad
not to be as stupid as they are.

That Arial's a little knockout. I don't feel brotherly toward
her. I can't believe she was a virgin until last night. And Luke
got her cherry. Damn, he's one lucky guy. I wish to hell I could
get my dick in her too.  Who knows? We've got a week to fuck
around and it looks like anything can happen. Hell, she's my
half-sister. I'm not supposed to think about her like that. Am I?

Kavan and Kerry are great guys. I could tell Kerry was a
trouble-maker right away. I fixed him when he tried to get Joanne
in the pool. Kavan seems like the sort of rock-solid guy I'd like
to have for a brother. He looks like he's been lifting weights to
get shoulders and biceps like that. And Kathryn! Shacking up down
there in the basement with Kavan! Kieran and Sioned thought
they're a great pair. Unbelievable. She knows what she's doing
when she gives me that smile with her eyes sort of lowered.
That's another place I'd like to park my dick for a while.

Luke and I helped arrange two couches for the presentation the
kids were going to put on. Kerry wanted them exactly four feet
from a rectangle he'd marked out on the floor. Kieran and Sioned
went around at the window end of the hall pulling the black-out
drapes. I didn't know where Kavan was and Kathryn seemed to be
missing too. Arial was fooling with a bank of switches for lights
they'd hung up and looking at what seemed to be musical scores.
Kerry was talking to her and then reading over what looked like
notes about something.

Rachael and Joanne took little Paul and Adrianna to one of the
bedrooms to read to them. It was Paul's bedtime and I knew he'd
probably sleep through the night after he'd played so much during
the day. They're both beautiful little kids. Almost like brother
and sister. Same hair color, same fat little belly and butt. They
were almost like identical twins except for Paul's outty and
Adrianna's inney.

Luke and I were sitting on one of the couches when Rachael and
Joanne came back out. We all squeezed together on one couch. It
was hard for me to believe that I'd be sitting on a couch with my
wife and two other people - all of us naked - and that we'd be so
comfortable with it. Not just comfortable - I was enjoying it.

Kieran and Sioned were standing near the door to the deck talking
and when they saw us sit down, they came over and sat on the
other couch. Mom joined them and she and Sioned started talking
together. From the way Sioned was nodding and looking at me I
guessed they were plotting something. I wouldn't be surprised at
anything anymore.

Arial and Kerry were watching all of us. When they saw us on the
couches, Arial did something to the light switches and all the
lights in the big room went out. When we all got quiet, one
little light came on and there was Kerry, standing there naked
with a  microphone in one hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Tonight..." He started and then his voice
cracked. He just grinned, that Kerry grin as Joanne called it,
and started again.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Tonight, Stuart Family Productions will
bring you a special presentation in two parts. The first will
feature a musical excerpt from Romeo and Juliet. Not
Tchaikovsky's Romeo and Juliet. You'll hear a beautiful
orchestral intermezzo from an opera called A Village Romeo and
Juliet by an English guy named Frederick Delius. The second will
be a famous work you're all familiar with: Ravel's Bolero."

"The excerpt from Delius' opera is called The Walk to the
Paradise Gardens.  The walk will last ten minutes and the first
few minutes will be played in the dark. The lights will then come
on briefly and you'll see two young lovers frozen like statues.
The light will go out and, when they come back on, you'll see the
lovers in a different pose. This will happen again and again as
the lovers get closer to paradise."

"Ravel's Bolero will last fifteen minutes and again the first few
minutes will be played in the dark. When the lights come on this
time, the lovers will be moving, doing what lovers always do in
Paradise. Again the lights will go off and back on a number of
times until, at the climax of Bolero, the lovers will finally
enter into Paradise."

Damn, the kid was good. He stood there so self-assured, naked as
a jay-bird, microphone he didn't really need in one hand, notes
he never looked at in the other; he was damn good. Intermezzo,
Tchaikovsky, excerpt, tableaux vivant: how many kids his age have
even heard the words? He's one smart little devil. Then the one
little light on him disappeared and we were in total darkness.

I guess opera's OK but I'm no great fan. I'll have to admit the
music from The Walk to Paradise Gardens was beautiful. I guess
I'd call it slow and maybe sensuous. I was beginning to wonder
whether something had gone wrong when the spotlights came on.

Kathryn and Kavan were standing about five feet apart between the
two couches. They were both wearing Greek-style togas, a single
piece of fabric, tossed over one shoulder, open at the sides, and
held in place by a rope belt. They had nothing on their feet and,
from the opened side, I could see they had nothing on under the
togas. The left side of Kavan's chest was exposed showing hard
muscle. Kathryn's left breast was exposed. Damn, she had perfect
tits.

Kavan was looking at Kathryn's face. He had a calm, sort of
pleading look on his face. Kathryn was looking slightly away from
him, and it seemed to me there was a look of uncertainty in her
upraised eye-brows. He had one arm extended toward her with the
palm up, asking, the fingers curled slightly, waiting to grasp.
Her arm was extended toward him, her hand and fingers raised as
though in defense.

Pretty damn sexy so far, I thought. I wondered how far they were
going to go with this.

When the lights went out, you could have heard a pin drop. I
didn't even hear Kavan and Kathryn moving. Maybe half a minute
later they came back on. They were standing in front of each
other now, their faces maybe a foot apart. His hand was on her
breast and hers was on his chest. The lights went out.

I sat up a little straighter and leaned forward. Maybe Joanne
thought I was getting a little too interested. She grabbed me by
the shoulder and pulled me back.  When she put her hand on the
inside of my thigh, I relaxed and leaned back.

When the lights came back on, Kavan and Kathryn were still in the
same pose except that this time they were kissing. No movement,
just frozen, lips locked together.

Joanne moved her hand up a little and wrapped her fingers around
my dick. It was just on the verge of standing up. I glanced
across to Mom and Kieran and Sioned. The lucky son of a bitch was
sitting in the middle, one arm around Mom and one around Sioned.
His long legs were sprawled out and his dick looked like it was
in about the same shape as mine. The lights went out again.

 When they came back on the next time, I thought at first that
the pose hadn't changed. They were still kissing. But when I
looked closer, I saw that each had one hand under the other's
toga.

While I could, I glanced down to see what Luke and Rachael were
doing. His dick was standing straight up and Rachael was stroking
him. He had a smile on his face and I knew he was one happy man.

The next time the lights came on, Kavan and Kathryn were naked,
standing perhaps a foot apart, and the togas were at their feet
on the floor. He had one hand curled around cupping the mound
between her legs. She had one hand wrapped around his hard-on.

I glanced over at Mom and Kieran and Sioned again. This time his
dick was standing straight up too and Mom had her hand wrapped
around it. It looked like Sioned was playing with his balls.
Damn, another lucky guy.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement. I glanced over that
way quickly and saw Arial and Kerry standing beside one of the
support columns. They had their arms wrapped around each other's
waists and big grins on their faces.

I could hardly wait for the next pose. This time, Kavan was
standing, one hand on his hip, the other on top of Kathryn's
head. Kathryn was down on one knee. She had her mouth on his
dick.

I wondered how she could get it in her mouth. Kieran's dick was
big and thick and it looked like Kavan's was about the same. I
looked down at my own. Shit. It was about the same too. Joanne
never had any trouble with it in her mouth or cunt. The lights
went out.

When they came back on, I saw it was Kathryn's turn. She was
standing with her legs spread apart. Kavan was kneeling with his
face almost hidden between her legs. Damn, her pubic hair was cut
so short it didn't hide anything. I could see the lips of her
cunt, wide open, and Kavan had his tongue right in them. How the
hell could he hold it still and resist licking her?

On the other side of Kavan and Kathryn, movement distracted me.
When I looked, Mom was leaned over Kieran's lap and had her lips
around his dick. While I watched, she drew back and Sioned leaned
over and wrapped her lips around it. And that's when the lights
went out again.

I couldn't believe the next pose. I couldn't believe they could
have moved so silently. I couldn't believe that Kavan could hold
her like that. Kavan was standing, holding Kathryn. She was
upside down, her tits against his stomach, her belly against his
chest. His arms were around her waist. Her face was at his dick.
Her legs were spread wide; his face was at her pussy.

I looked over at Luke and Rachael. She had her hand on his dick
and was slowly stoking him while they watched. Joanne had been
stroking me. But my dick started drooling and she rubbed around
the head with her thumb while she held it. The lights went out
again and this time I heard Kavan and Kathryn grunting as they
got into the next pose.

I hoped it wasn't the last pose but I didn't see how they could
do anything sexier and more beautiful. Kathryn's feet were on the
floor, her legs slightly spread. She was bent backwards, her body
in a bow, her hands supporting the other end of the bow. Her head
was dangling from one end of the bow, her face calm, eyes closed.
Her breasts were elongated by her stretched body and flattened
against her chest and her nipples stood up in clear dark points
on the peak of the small mounds. Her stomach was a perfect bowl.
Between her thighs, I could barely see the neatly-trimmed pubic
hair on her pussy.

But Kavan's face was blocking the view. He was on  his knees,
sitting back slightly on his calves and feet. His head was
between Kathryn's thighs, his face hidden in her darkness,
perfectly positioned for his mouth to find her cunt. His arms and
hands were stretched out to each side, slightly raised, in a
classical dancer's pose. I assumed he had just been holding
Kathryn's thighs while she leaned back until her hands found the
floor. I couldn't see them trembling but I was. I knew I had
never seen anything more beautiful in my life. And the lights
went out again and the music stopped.

Bolero began in complete darkness. It stated with slow rhythmical
repetitive movements and seemed to last forever, nothing but
music.

This time when the lights come back on, Kavan was fucking
Kathryn. He was on top of her with his mouth locked to hers. Her
arms were around him, hands on his butt. Her legs were wrapped
around his. It was just slow fucking this time, not frozen.

Luke and Rachael and Joanne and I were the lucky ones this time.
We had the best view, directly between their legs. I realized
somebody'd put this production together carefully. One of the
spotlights was shining directly on the spot where the action was.
 Kavan's red hair was shining like it was on fire. His dick was
glistening as it slid in and out of her. Damn, I'd never seen
anything like it. This time, it was Joanne who sat up straighter
and leaned forward.

The lights went out again and Joanne moved. I wondered where she
was going when I felt her spread my legs and kneel between them.
She clamped down on my dick with her mouth and I thought she was
going to suck the head off. She had it timed perfectly. She moved
again and was back beside me when the lights came on again.
Rachael didn't have it timed as well. I glanced over and she was
still on her knees sucking Luke's cock.

This time we didn't have the best view. I knew Kieran was getting
a good look at her cunt wrapped around Kavan's dick. Kathryn was
on top, riding Kavan. She had her head thrown back and I could
see the expression on her face. I'd seen that same look on
Joanne's face over me often enough. She was damn close to coming.

The lights went out and I listened to see if I could hear
anything. There was no mistaking it. Kavan was still shoving it
in her even in the dark. Damn, how long can the kid last?

When the lights came back on, Kavan was behind Kathryn, pumping
away. They were parallel to the two couches so all of us had
about the same view. He was shoving it in hard enough to make her
grunt every time he hit bottom.

The lights went out again and I knew Bolero well enough to know
it was building to its crescendo. I knew I was going to build to
one tonight too. Somebody was going to get fucked. Maybe more
than one someone from the looks of the others.

The lights came on again and Kavan was back on top of Kathryn,
pumping away, shoving his dick into her hard enough to push her a
little each time. I couldn't see where it was going but I could
hear it. Kathryn's face was contorted like she was dying.  I
couldn't see Kavan's. The climax of the music finally came, where
it breaks down into irregular jerky sounds and I watched as Kavan
seemed to break down too. If he wasn't coming, he was faking it
the best I'd ever seen. With the last sound from the music, I saw
the two of them relax. And the lights went out.

There was nothing but silence. I didn't know whether I ought to
cheer. Do you cheer at something so beautiful? If I ever went to
church, would I clap at a beautiful hymn? I didn't care. I let
out a big whoop and started clapping and cheering. I guess it was
appropriate because Kieran joined me and then the ladies did the
same. Mom even stuck two fingers in her mouth and whistled.
That's the way she always called me when I was little and she
wanted me home. I knew it was her.

When we finally stopped yelling, the lights came on again. Kieran
was at the light switches, standing there with his dick pointing
at the ceiling. I looked around. Kavan and Kathryn, Arial and
Kerry were all gone. I noticed one of the bedroom doors behind us
was closed and a light was on under it.

Mom and Sioned came over to us and gave hugs and kisses to Luke
and Rachael and then to Joanne and me. Hugging with a hard-on's a
little difficult. I'd never poked Mom with one before. Kieran
walked over and put his arms around Mom and Sioned. I didn't know
what was next on the agenda but I knew Joanne was going to find
out. Mom gave me and Joanne a big smile and said "We'll see you
in the morning. Don't worry about the kids. If they wake up,
we'll take care of them."

I stood there watching while Kieran and Sioned and my Mom went
into one of the bedrooms on the side of the big room. I shook my
head. I couldn't believe it. The lucky bastard. I wondered how
it'd be to have two women to fuck around with at once.

Luke and Rachael were still standing there. Luke was hard too,
just as hard as me. I guessed Rachael was going to get it too.

Luke said, "Stuart, the upstairs bedroom's reserved for us
tonight."

Yeah, you get it again tonight, I thought. You're screwing a
virgin one night and your pregnant wife the next. Damn, you've
got it good, Luke. Cool hand, Luke."

"That's OK, Luke," I said. "Joanne and I'll sleep in the one
where we put our luggage."

Rachael looked at Luke and then looked at me and Joanne.

"You don't understand, Stuart. The king-size bed's reserved for
the four of us, me and Luke, you and Joanne."

"I can't do that," I started to protest.

Rachael put her fingertips to my mouth. "Yes, you can. It's
already been settled. Your Mom and Sioned arranged it. If you
don't agree, I'll go tell your Mom. Now bring your wife and let's
go upstairs to bed. I think you and Luke are both ready."

TO BE CONTINUED:





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