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 This is for adults only. It is fiction, which means it never
happened. Don't you wish it did? Anyone under age should leave now.
thank you.

Editor's not: This is a re-working of a story of mine I posted
earlier. I found so many disagreements of statements in the earlier
versions that I had to re-write it. I hope you like the new version.

                       John's New Lifestyle

                        Tuesday - August 3

My name is John Blake, 14 years old and my life is hell. I mean it.
I'm 5'7" tall, 135 pounds, with blond hair and blue eyes, not the
tallest kid in my class, but not the shortest either. I have always
been very shy. I was raised in a large city in the mid-west and that
is all I was familiar with.

Going through school until the eighth grade I somehow managed to
acquire a small group of close friends with a modicum of ease. I
wasn't alone all the time anyway.

Living together with my little sister, Susan, and our parents, Janet
and George Blake, I had it pretty easy. Then, early last year our
parents started arguing a whole lot. I had noticed that they weren't
sleeping in the same room anymore.  

Suddenly they got divorced, Mom got custody of my sister and me and
she moved us to her native town of Abbottville in Arizona, a small
town out in the middle of no-where with about ten streets and no big
malls, just a lot of little stores that supplied the necessities of
life. It's also hot as heck most of the time here and I didn't know
anybody. There weren't that many kids hanging around.

Susan, my bratty sister, and I hardly ever got along. Whenever I
wanted privacy, she'd be peeking in where I didn't want her. Like I
said, my life is hell. At least it was until we moved. Then it got
worse - for a time.

We'd moved into a small two-story house with an attached garage at the
end of the third week of July. It used to belong to mom's parents, but
they decided to move away suddenly last year to Florida to a nudist
camp there so they gave it to mom, sort of like a consolation gift for
her divorce, I guess. The house has three bedrooms so at least I could
still have my own room and be able to close my door for privacy. It
was a month or so before school started, so I had some time to check
out the village. 

The town wasn't very big, like I said, so it didn't take very long to
check it out. It was strange. Everywhere I walked, I heard doors and
windows being closed, like the people here didn't want me to see
something that I wasn't supposed. That made me curious, but it also
made me frustrated. That's why I decided, rather than burn myself out
under that bright hot sun, I'd stay home where I could keep cool and
read. I like to read because it leaves me to be by myself. I said I
was shy, remember.

The first week we were there after we had settled down, mom took us
into the center of town and registered us for school at the town hall
where all the official offices were. Neither of us were pleased about
that but we knew it was necessary.

On occasion, Mom would go out and visit some of her old friends.
Sometimes she would take Sue with her, sometimes not. That left Sue
and me alone. Since we didn't get along very well, we stayed in our
own rooms most of the time.

My mom seemed worried about me since I didn't seem to socialize very
much. Why bother, I thought? I didn't know anyone, and there didn't
seem to be too many kids my age around anyway, so I just minded my own
business, which included reading a lot. However, she didn't do
anything about it until shortly into the first week of August on a
Tuesday. It was the 3rd of the month. As I said before Sue and I had
already been enrolled in the only school they had for grades K-12 and
we were just waiting for Labor Day to come around so we'd have
something to do.

The new period in my life, going from just being extremely shy, (did I
tell you I was shy? oh yes, very.) to being one extremely embarrassed
and shy teenage boy happened all at once. It was an extremely hot day,
the sun was beating down fiercely and the air conditioner, although
working, was struggling. I was laying on my bed, dressed in just my
briefs, and I had seriously considered removing them, but it was just
too hot to do anything. So, there I lay, trying to keep a little cool
with two fans going trying to help the air conditioner when my mom
suddenly burst into my room dressed in a housecoat. I sat up in bed
and looked at her, surprised as she ran over to me and grabbed my
hand, pulling me almost bodily from my bed, saying that she had some
old friends she wanted me to meet. I blurted out that I couldn't meet
anyone dressed like I was and she stopped and looked at me, gave a
grin like I'd never seen before and said, grinning broadly, "You are
certainly right about that," and before I could stop her she'd whisked
down my briefs, grabbed my hand and jerked me from the room, almost
making me trip over my shorts, and leading me downstairs totally
naked.

Entering the living room, I saw three strange women sitting in chairs
set in the middle of the room, as well as Susan who was sitting on the
couch to my right. My main effort was going towards covering myself. I
was mortified. How could mom do this to me? Then it registered. The
women, Susan, and now mom, who had taken off her housecoat, were all
naked like me except the women had sandals on.

I was led over to the couch and told to sit next to Susan.  Before I
could, though, Mom gently removed my hands from my groin as she said,
"No more of that, John, modesty isn't necessary here," and she went
over and sat in the fourth chair next to the women. Being the only
naked male in a room filled with five naked females is not the way to
a person of his shyness, I thought to myself.

As I slowly looked up at them I could see them staring at my cock
which by now was completely stiff from embarrassment. I blushed and
tried to move my hands back over it, but Susan put her hand over it
first. I gasped. She smiled at me when I looked at her. Then she
whispered, "It's nice," and squeezed it. That was all she wrote. Her
hand on me, her bare leg rubbing mine and four naked ladies in front
of me. What else was a horny, virgin 14-year-old, almost 15-year-old,
boy to do. I exploded all over Sue's hand, my stomach and groin, which
brought a "Wow!" from her, and, through the haze that covered my eyes,
smiles from the ladies. I just laid my head back and sobbed. I just
knew that I couldn't ever show my face in this town again.

It was a moment later when I felt two arms wrap themselves around me.
My mom had rushed over to sit beside me after I guess she finally
realized that it had been too sudden an exposure. "I'm sorry, John.
don't cry. You did nothing wrong. You need to learn, as Susan has,
that this town, isolated as it is, has some rather unusual laws, laws
which permit public nudity and other things."

I looked at her with my tear-stained eyes and said, "I didn't see any
nude people."

"That's because you weren't ready to," one of the women said, the one
in the center of the three. I looked at her, then immediately looked
back at mom. I was uncomfortable with nudity, especially female
nudity. Mom smiled and saw the doubt in my eyes. "It's okay to look,
John. I realize that you are simply reacting because of the way your
father and I brought you up, but here, you can look all you like."

I turned and looked and gasped.  All three women, who were all
beautiful, were sitting with their legs slightly spread and I
immediately noticed that they were as hairless as Susan between their
legs. I grasped my cock and blushed, but didn't try to hide it as I
continued to look. I turned then and looked again at my sister. She
had turned slightly so she was looking at me as she leaned against the
corner of the couch. I asked her, "Did you know about this?" 

She smiled at me and nodded. "For a few days now. I wasn't supposed to
say anything." Great! I thought. Now she keeps a secret.

I was overcome with surprise over that whole situation. I couldn't
resist. I leaned over and kissed her cheek as my hand, my free hand,
slowly brushed her leg.  My heart was pounding away a mile a minute as
she grabbed my hand and placed it over her hairless slit as she
slouched down on the couch, almost in a reclining position. But it
wasn't completely hairless.  I could feel small strands of hair
rubbing my fingers. I groaned and fell back against the couch. 

I heard one of the women say,  "He'll need to learn about school
policy, about boys and girls going to classes nude if they choose to.
It isn't mandatory that they do so, but it is permitted.  And he'll
need more public exposure."

I lifted my head and looked at them. I sat up alarmed, my hands curled
into scared fists at my side. "I can't go out naked!" I cried. "I'd be
put in jail, or at least laughed at. And going naked in school? I
don't think so." I shook my head and sat back.

Mom turned my head to look at her. "John, remember what I said about
them having laws permitting public nudity?" I nodded. "That goes for
certain rules in school, as well. No harassment is allowed by clothed
students of unclothed ones and boys are not denigrated in any way for
being publicly aroused. In fact, girls love it," she told me and
grinned.

One of the other women asked, "John, I know this is extremely personal
but we need to know, are you still a virgin?"

I turned and looked at her shocked. I guess I was getting used to them
by then, because I didn't even look at her breasts. "Why?"

"Because most, if not all, boys lose their virginities when they start
puberty here. Usually their mother or a sister helps them with it. So,
you are?"

Looking embarrassed again, I croaked, "Yes."

Susan spoke up then. "What about girls?" I looked at her and she had
her eyes on my hard cock and her tongue was swishing over her lips. I
could see what I took for little girl's lust in her eyes. Her longish
blonde hair partially obscured her eyes but I could see.  I could also
see her finger stroking herself.

"Girls, as well," the same woman said. "When a family has one of each,
they usually have them take each other's.  Are you protected, Susan?" 

Susan nodded, blushing.

"Then, if your mother agrees, you should do it that way. You'll both
be more comfortable with someone you know and love," she told us,
smiling.

"Incest?" I croaked.

"That's one of the peculiarities of the town that we don't advertise -
well" she said, grinning at her little joke, "we don't advertise
anything, anyway," the third woman on the left said, shrugging and
smiling, "- but incest is accepted as long as birth control is used
and it is entirely consensual by all parties concerned." 

I looked at my mom in a new light now. I quite clearly swept my newly-
opened eyes over her and the ladies, then over Susan. I no longer
tried to hide my embarrassingly hard cock as I ran my hand over
Susan's left nipple. She smiled and turned towards me as I heard the
woman in the right-hand chair say, "He's learning fast," and my mom
then asked us, I thought jokingly, "Would you two like to be alone?"

I jerked my hand away blushing slightly then looked at her and smiled.
Looking then at the women, I asked mom to introduce them to me, since
I assumed that Susan had already been introduced to them earlier. As
she did, I turned back and rubbed my finger over Sue's pussy again,
just about to mount her, but still not quite sure.

I said hello to Mrs. Sharon Rogers, the lady on the right, Mrs. Betty
Jones, the lady in the center, and Miss Karen Meyers, the woman on the
left and the youngest. They seemed quite interested in me, or rather,
my cock, which was again showing everything it had. I was still a bit
shy and I blushed but I didn't hide myself, why bother, they'd seen
everything anyway. 

"He's a fast learner, alright," said Mrs. Rogers, "Notice how he
doesn't try to hide himself? Twenty minutes ago, he would have been
folded over with embarrassment, but now he's taking it fine. I think
that we should go now, ladies," she said, looking at her two friends,
"these nice people have some work to do."  The others agreed and I was
stunned to see them don nothing more that a sun hat and sun glasses as
mom showed them out.

When mom returned, she smiled at us and said, looking at me mostly,
"Now, that wasn't too bad, was it? Susan, do you want your brother to
pop your cherry?"

"Oh yes, please, Mom," she practically cried.

"And Johnny, I know this is a silly question but, do you want to give
your virginity to Susan?"

I looked at Sue and nodded.  She smiled so wide, I thought her face
would crack.

"Fine. Upstairs, then, the two of you," she said as she turned us
towards the stairs and patted out asses playfully to hurry us along.
"From now on, you sleep together, unless one of you has company. After
you get done, we'll all go outside and take a walk, after a liberal
application of sun tan lotion, of course."

As we walked upstairs, I asked mom, "Do they really go naked in
school?" That was incredible, I thought to myself.

"Oh, yes, boys and girls alike. Most enjoy it, although there are some
who, for personal reasons, don't. No one is forced to do it."

"Uh,  what about sex? Don't they get aroused?  I know I would, so I
probably won't go that way," I said as we walked into her room, the
largest of the three. 

"Sex is not forbidden as long as it doesn't interfere with school-
time. It also has to be completely consensual by both partners, and
done in a private area, where there are several set aside around the
school. 

"Now, enough talk, young man. Susan needs you, don't you, dear?" she
asked Susan who snatched her finger from her pussy and blushed.

She smiled at her and Sue's cheeks burned. She obviously wasn't as
calm as she had appeared downstairs. "Okay, you two, in bed. Now. Next
sound I want to hear is to be the sounds of heart-rending passion and
hard breathing. Susan, it may hurt a little at first, but then, you
can do it anytime and enjoy it, as long as you keep taking those
pills. Okay, sweetie?" she told Sue, brushing her hand through Sue's
long blond hair.

"Yes, Mommie," she said in her little girl voice. Mom laughed as she
watched me lie down on her bed, after having pulled the covers down
beforehand, and Sue crawl in beside me. Mom watched a moment as I
started to rub my hand over Sue's now flat chest, feeling her hard
nipples which centered her small breasts that were flattened by
gravity as she lay there, breathing heavily. She obviously loved that
because she moaned and spread her legs. I moved my hand down between
her legs and rubbed her slit tenderly. (That was fun. It was my first
pussy.) As my sister moaned from the sensations she was receiving from
my touching her pussy, neither of us noticed that we were alone.

I turned to her and looked into her blue eyes. I saw that hers were
staring into my equally blue ones, and I moaned as I rubbed her smooth
skin, my fingers moving slowly up and down between her spread thighs
over her nearly bare slit. She was the first girl I had ever touched
other than just incidentally, and now we were supposed to fuck. No,
not fuck, make love. Show the love and respect a brother and sister
should have for one another.

"I don't want to hurt you, Susan," I told her, "but this is a little
too much for me. You know?" She looked down from my eyes over my
stomach to my hard cock that rested on her thigh, pointing directly at
the seat of my desire. She smiled and said, "I know. I want you to do
it. Please? I need it so much," she cried, brushing her hand over my
chest as she stared directly into my eyes again. I nodded, taking my
hand from down on her vaginal slit and bringing it up to rub her small
breasts again.  I did this for a few seconds, then I returned to her
slit again. My fingers touched it, one of them slipped into the tiny
hole at the bottom and her body spasmed as I entered her just a bit. I
couldn't seem to get enough of this girl who I formerly kept away
from. 

"Oh God, yes, do it!" she cried out, her body arching slightly from
the new sensations. "But not with your finger, John. Oh God, I need
this," she cried out plaintively and rubbed her hand over my leaking
cock.

It was time. I pulled her on top of me. "What?" she asked me
questioningly. "You put it in, Sue," I told her, my free hands
stroking her nipples as I looked into her suddenly scared eyes. 

"No, you're supposed..." she started to say as she ran her shaking
hands over me.

I caressed her face and told her,  "I read somewhere that a girl's
first time is better this way, that you can control how much and how
fast we go. Okay?"

She nodded and smiled, then she grasped my hard, dripping cock and
raised her body. She tried to put it in but couldn't find the spot.
"Let me," I told her and grasped it in my hand, placing the head
against the small opening I could just barely make out as she leaned
back on the bed supported by her arms. God, it would never fit in
there, would it? She slowly lowered her body and it sank into her.
One-half inch, an inch, there, the head disappeared. Both of us
groaned, and her body stiffened. 

"Does it hurt?"  I asked, concerned. 

"Yes," she cried, but she was determined. I was looking directly into
her face as she sat up on me, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth,
then dropped down, crying out loudly as she took my entire six inches.
She collapsed on top of me, her hands on my shoulders as she hugged
herself to me for comfort, crying out in pain.  I didn't know what to
do so I wrapped my arms around her, cuddled her and said, "There, it's
all over. No more pain. No more pain, just pleasure," as I rubbed her
back. She slowly sat back up and looked down at herself and smiled,
tears still flowing down her cheeks. 

"I did it, didn't I?" she asked me excitedly. 

"You certainly did, little sister, and now you're a big girl," and I
sat up slightly and hugged her as she went on sobbing on my chest, her
legs folded up on either side of me. After a while, her head rose and
she looked at me. 

"And you're a man now," she said to me, smiling. 

"That I am, missy, and don't you forget it," I said in my best John
Wayne impression, grinning. I patted her back and she sat up again.
She looked between her legs, astonished. "I got it all, see?"

I nodded as she started to rise again. There were a few more twinges
to her face as the remainder of her hymen was torn away, then only a
complete look of pleasure and contentment as she began going up and
down, pressing her hands against my stomach. I sighed and rubbed her
chest, tweaking her nipples as she smiled at me with heavy-lidded
eyes.  

"Oh, John, it feels so good. I wish we'd done this a long time ago,"
she moaned as her body pulsed around my buried cock. I moaned again,
tweaked her nipples again and lifted my hips. Overcome by the
sensations of my first fuck, I sent my cum bursting into my little
sister's no longer virgin pussy. It was incredible. No hand-job would
ever compare.

I looked into her half-closed eyes as I brushed my fingers through her
hair and whispered, "Did you cum?"

She looked at me with a wistful smile and shook her head no, "...but
it was wonderful, even the pain."

"I'm glad.  I always thought one's first time should be special. Mine
sure was," and I patted her back before she climbed off of me and laid
there quietly resting. After a moment or two, she looked up at me and
asked, smiling, "When can we do it again?" I laughed. "Soon. I have to
rest. I've cum more times today than I ever have in one day. Okay?" I
asked her as I stroked her cheek. She looked at me and nodded. "Okay,
John. Thank you."

We rested for a few minutes, then I said, "Come  on, sleepyhead, let's
take a shower together. That is, if you can walk." I stood up as she
giggled and scrambled over to my side of the bed where I took her
hand. She laughed again as she said, "I am a little sore, but not too
bad. Let's go," and she ran across the room, making me run after her. 

"I'll get you, you scamp," I called after her. All I heard was her
laughter as she ran into the bathroom. She had to sit on the toilet
before she got in the shower, however, to let my semen drain from her
pussy. She blushed as I stood there watching.

As she stood up after cleaning herself, I rushed over and grabbed her
gently, holding her nude body in my arms. I couldn't seem to stop
touching her. I loved feeling her soft skin next to mine. I picked her
up in my arms and lifted her over the edge of the tub and slipped her
under the shower, then I turned it on. She screamed, "It's cold!"  and
laughed even more as she jumped around. I adjusted the knobs and it
was better for her.  As I slipped in behind her, she mewed like a
kitten as our wet bodies pressed together, my arms wrapped around her,
rubbing her soft small titties.  

"Ummm, I love these," I told her softly as I nuzzled her neck. She
looked around at me and said, "They're not very big," as she rubbed
her ass against me, causing another hard-on.  

"They're big enough for me," I told her, whispering in my ear.

She grinned happy that I was pleased, then she said, "Ummm, I feel
something," as she looked over her shoulder at me again.

"Yes," I said, pushing it against her gently, rubbing it on her back.
God, did she feel good. No wonder I was so horny today. I moaned and
turned her around to face me. I moved under the shower more than I had
been and washed off the blood on my cock from her pussy. She couldn't
stop from helping so we ended up washing each other. I loved it.

"Lean against the wall," I told her after a few moments. She looked up
at me puzzled. "Why?"

"Because you asked if we could do it again and so we are, my fair
damsel.  Now lean, please." She turned around, stretched out her arms
and leaned forward.  With the shower spraying over my back, I grasped
my cock and rubbed it over her gently.  She asked me nervously over
her shoulder, "You are going to put it in my pussy, aren't you?" She
seemed nervous about this. I quickly allayed her nervousness. "Of
course, my dear. Where else?"

"I uh thought you might be going to try..."  she said as her neck went
bright pink.

"Ah," I said, "never fear, I am a gentleman and a gentleman never goes
where he is not wanted, so relax," and I gently slipped the head into
her still sore but very wet pussy. As it went all the way in (Boy,
was/is she tight!), I stayed there a moment to let her get used to it.
Finally, as I grasped her waist and began to move it in and out of her
tight pussy, she moaned, "Oh, Johnnie, yes, faster, harder, please!"
as I moved my hands up her body to gently rub her nipples.

"I don't want to hurt you," I whispered in her ear. 

"Never mind that, Johnnie, I need it,  I need to cum.  Please," she
cried, begging me to make her cum.  Being a gentleman, I acceded to
her demands and began my first real fuck. My mind must have gone awol
then as my cock was squeezed by her tight pussy.  All I could do was
react to the sensations her pussy made in me. I couldn't think of
anything but her.

I fucked her for at least five minutes until she screamed, "Yes,
Johnnie, that's  it," loud enough for the neighbors to hear, I'm sure.
"I'm cumming, Johnnie, harder." 

I wrapped my arms around this 12-year-old girl who just happened to be
my sister and I fucked her, my cock pumping in and out in furious
passion as I hugged her and brought the cum she so badly needed. Just
as she slumped forward, my cock exploded in the pits of her pussy, and
that was it for me, too. 

We sank to the floor of the tub just as the curtain was being pulled
aside and mom showed her face. As I looked up at her, I could see that
she was smiling, thank goodness. 

"Well, I can tell that you two are having a great time here, but could
you keep the noise down? You'll bring the cops if somebody thinks
someone is being murdered." She smiled at us and turned off the
shower.   

It is amazing what a few hours can do for a guy when all he has to do
to cure his shyness is to have sex with a beautiful girl.  I rose from
the tub and stood there, naked and wet as I helped Sue to get up in
the slippery tub, and I wasn't even a bit shy in front of my mom or
sister. And even though I was seeing two beautiful women standing
there before me, as naked as I, I didn't react. My cock stayed soft.
No wonder, after all the work it had had to do that day, but I began
to wonder if I couldn't go nude in school after all.

"So," mom asked, "how does it feel not to be virgins anymore?" She
looked at us as we stood shoulder to shoulder, naked, my arm around my
sister's shoulders, and we both gleamed with satisfaction, although
Susan quipped, "I'm sore," and she rubbed her slit. We all laughed at
that.

I hugged her and said, "My dear, beautiful little sister, thank you."
She pulled back a bit and asked as mom looked on. "For what?"

"For giving me the greatest gift a girl can ever give, a gift that
should be saved for the man she loves the most (where was all this
coming from? I didn't know but it sure sounded nice.  Maybe I was
growing up?).

"What's that?" she asked, curious.

I looked at mom and she understood from the smile on her face. I
looked at Susan again and said, "You gave me your hymen, something you
only had one of, silly," and tweaked her nose. She giggled and said,
"But I love you the best, silly."

"Good, now that you two are friends finally," Mom said, herding us out
the door after we had dried off, "let's put some sun tan lotion on,
get our sunglasses on and some caps and shoes and go out, shall we?"

I gasped. "Like this?" I asked. I still was unsure about walking about
in public nude. In school, maybe, but in public? The realization was
just too unreal for me at that point.

"Of course," she told me calmly. "Remember, this isn't back home, this
is our new home. Now, come on. You want all the girls to see you,
don't you," she joked.  I blushed when she said that. I guess my
shyness wasn't all gone after all. Inwardly I sighed as we left the
room.

The three of us returned to her room where she generously applied sun
block to each of us, spending an inordinate amount of time on my cock
and balls, saying, "We wouldn't want these to burn, would we?" and my
ass, as well as Susan's private places, which were no longer so
private. When she was done my cock was rock hard and Sue was giggling
so hard she shook because mom tickled her. However, we had the
pleasure of returning the favor, making sure she was completely
covered. I enjoyed slipping my slick fingers into her wet pussy, so
that wouldn't get sunburned. Imagine that. 

After we were done, mom grabbed her purse and we went downstairs. Mom
opened the front door, then she looked at us and said, "Because this
is your first time, we'll make it short. Let's go see Karen Meyers,
she just lives down the street."


                   John's New Lifestyle - Chap Two 


We left the house dressed - if that is the phrase I want to use - in
sunglasses, hats and shoes - no socks - and mom led us down the street
towards a house where one of her friends lived. One of the three women
I had just met earlier that day. Susan and mom seemed fine, but I
could imagine eyes looking at us from all around. I managed to keep my
hands from hiding myself, but just barely, as I kept glancing around
from this way to that, expecting to see a police car come by any
minute to take us to jail.

We finally reached the front steps leading up to Miss Meyer's house. I
was starting to sweat a lot. It was hot as usual - near 95 deg F. -
but I was sweating from more than just the heat and I was also
scratching myself without being aware of it. 

"Are you alright, Johnny?" Mom asked me. I looked at her and blushed
as I snatched my hand away.

"Uh yes, I guess so. It'll take time, I guess. I just don't know what
is acceptable and what isn't," I told her.

She smiled at me and nodded as she pushed the bell. "Don't worry. By
the time you get to school, it'll be all second nature. How are you,
Sue?"

I looked at her and she was touching herself as well, running her
index finger up and down her slit. "Okay, I guess, but I still hurt."

That's when we heard a laugh and I looked up to see the woman standing
inside the screen door. Sue and I both blushed at our faux pas, as I
think the French call a blunder.

Mom said, "Hi Karen, may we come in?"

Still chuckling at what Sue had said, she opened the door and said,
"Why yes, of course. Get in out of that hot sun. I bet none of you are
used to it," and mom led us in past her. I moaned as my cock rubbed
against Sue's bare behind.

As we passed by her, she patted Sue's back and mine encouragingly,
commenting on how far we had progressed in such a short time. In a
couple minutes, Mom had Sue sitting in a chair with her legs spread
wide apart while she checked her pussy to see if I had hurt her.
Luckily, there was no real damage.

"I think you'll be fine, honey," Mom said as she patted Sue's knee
when she stood up. "You just should refrain from fucking your brother
for a day or so," and she laughed at Sue's shocked expression.

Sue's eyes were opened wide and she gasped, "OH NO! Do I have to?" and
she grinned impishly. We all laughed. It was all so new to her and I -
fucking - that we both wanted to do it some more. But Mom was right -
she should wait and let herself get better. I knelt down beside her
and whispered, "Wait a day, then I'll fuck you so you can't walk, if
that is what you want."

She looked at me and smiled. "Really? You'd do that for me? I thought
you didn't like me?"

I smiled and kissed her cheek. "That was when you were just a snoopy
baby sister. Now look at you," I told her as I looked her up and down.

She grinned just as Miss Meyers brought out a large tray of drinks and
sandwiches. It seems she had known that we were coming. Mom had
probably called her while Sue and I were - um - engaged. She had
ice-cold lemonade and small chicken sandwiches. Sue and I didn't
realize just how hungry we were, after all the play we did that
morning.

As we sat and ate, Miss Meyers asked us, "So John, how do you feel
now? I hope that you aren't too upset about what your mother did.
Believe me, it was necessary if you were going to fit in."

I told her that I was okay with it. It was embarrassing at the
beginning, but it got better, especially when I learned that we could
look all we wanted. I was actually looking forward to going to school.
Umm, all those naked girls. 

We stayed for a couple hours while Mom and Miss Meyers got caught up.
Sue and I were listening in while trying to appear like we weren't. It
seemed that Miss Meyers was a confirmed lesbian. She had long ago
given up on men and only dated women. That's why she was still
unmarried at 33.

When we were ready to leave, mom told us, "Let's go see a movie,
whataya say?"

We looked at her like she was crazy. This was our first time nude in
public and she wanted to go into a theater like that? We both tried to
discourage her but she was adamant. She said it would be a good
experience since school started in less than four weeks.

Sue and I were all set for the embarrassment of being naked in town
when Miss Meyers said, "Don't you think it's a little too soon, Janet?
This IS their first day out after all. And you'll need towels to sit
on if you're going like that."

Mom looked at her and thought a minute, then she said, "I suppose.
Maybe tomorrow. They really do need to get accustomed to the
exposure." Exposure, that's sure right, I thought to myself.

We took the long way back home and met a few people. I was surprised
when a woman mom met didn't say a word about my hard-on. It was more
from nervousness than anything else.

When we finally reached our house I couldn't wait to get inside. I'd
been naked with other people since before noon and I'd had enough. As
soon as we got inside I excused myself and ran upstairs to my room. I
needed privacy. It wasn't to be.

A few minutes later Mom came in and pointedly asked me, "Okay, John,
what's wrong?"

I didn't know what to tell her. I was lying there on my bed, still
naked, and I was confused. She wanted to know what was wrong with me
and I didn't know myself. How was I supposed to go to school naked, or
walk around the neighborhood if I got hard all the time. I couldn't
and I told her so.

"Mom, I can't do this, not in public, not yet. We've been here half a
month already and you never said a thing. Why not?"

"I wasn't sure just how to break it to you. I know this is tough,
honey," she said as she sat down on the bed next to me. She started to
rub my leg as she thought of what to say.

"I guess I should have told you sooner. Here it is, almost the second
week of August - you two have school next month, barely three weeks
away and you can't even go nude outside. My friends were right.
Neither of you will be ready when that time comes. I'm sorry, John,"
she said, sniffing as she lowered her head sadly.

I did something then that I hadn't done since I was eight. I sat
beside her on the bed and hugged my mother and told her, "It's all
right, Mom. We'll get by. They said nudity wasn't absolutely
necessary, and we didn't have to go naked in school. I think if we
edge our way into it, it will be easier to accept. I also think Sue's
doing okay with it as it is right now. It's just me. I'm too shy, I
always have been, and the thought of those women seeing my uh thing
was hard to take all at once."

She smiled, relieved that I wasn't angry with her, I guess. She patted
my knee and stood up. Looking speculatively at me, Mom asked me, "So,
do you think you can go to that movie tomorrow? I won't make you go
nude, but you should wear the least amount possible."

I told her maybe. I needed to sleep on it. She agreed and left me
alone until supper time. We ate supper naked for the first time. I was
greatly distracted from the food, let me tell you. All I could see was
Mom and Sue sitting near me, their bare breasts pointing directly at
me almost.

After supper I went in to watch TV with Sue after we helped with the
dishes and it was still strange for us to be naked like that. If I was
supposed to fuck my sister, what was Mom going to do? She needed
companionship, didn't she?

I asked mom that question. She assured me that there were a few old
male friends around that could supply her with the kind of love she
used to get from dad. I didn't like the sound of that but what could I
do? I was 14 and just having been immersed into that strange
lifestyle, I couldn't very well tell her no. She was my mother and I
loved her. I didn't want her to get hurt.

We sat there a little while watching a movie on TV, then an idea came
to me. If I could have sex with Susan, couldn't I have it with my mom?
I wasn't sure if she would feel comfortable with that so I asked her. 

"Uh Mom?" She looked at me. My face reddened as I haltingly asked,
"Uh, I was wondering, since you don't mind Sue and I uh doing it,
maybe you and I..."

"Oh honey, that's nice of you to offer, but really, do you want an old
woman like me?" and she smiled slightly.

"Mom? You're not old. Is she, Sis?" I said, turning to look at Sue for
corroboration.

"Of course not, Mom," she answered. "I think it'd be fun with all
three of us in bed."

Mom smiled. "Thanks, kids, but I..." Just then the phone rang. It was
getting late so while Mom answered the phone, Sue and I said good
night and went up to take a shower before we went to bed. We spent a
little time playing, washing each other, rubbing all the good parts,
you know. Bur finally, we shut off the shower, dried off and went our
separate ways. It had been an exciting day and we were both tired.
Because Sue was still a little sore from earlier, she slept in her
room while I slept in my big bed, both of us alone.

I was lying there feeling lonely and aroused, trying to get to sleep.
I tossed and turned for a while, then I decided to jerk off underneath
the covers, hoping that might put me to sleep, when I heard my door
open. The light was out and only a little light streamed through the
window so I could barely make out the female figure who entered.

Now I may not be the smartest guy in the world, but considering that
there were only two females in the house, I knew it was Mom because
the figure was taller than Sue was and she had been in bed for almost
an hour.

Sitting up in bed, I said, "Hi Mom, come to kiss me good night?"

"No, hon," she said smiling as she came over and sat down on my bed. I
sat up a little more and leaned over to kiss her. She beat me to the
punch by leaning over and kissing my forehead then stroking my chest.

"Honey, did you mean what you asked me downstairs?"

"Yes, sure," I said. I was nervous as she laid down beside me,
slipping under the single sheet and giving me a hug.

"Good, baby, I could use some loving right now." She sounded sad for a
reason.

"Mom, what happened? The phone..." I asked her.

"That was an old friend from back home. She called to tell me some bad
news. Your father had a car accident. He's alive, but he can't walk.
I'm afraid he's going to have a hard time of it for a few weeks."

"I'm sorry," I told her. "Does this mean you'll be going back home to
help him?"

"Oh no, John, he's got his new girlfriend. She can take care of him. I
washed my hands of him when we moved here. Now, all I need is some
loving from you, honey. Can I get some? Please?"

I moved closer to her and hugged her, almost laying on top of her as I
kissed her. This was my mom, the woman who had given birth to me and
Susan, but she was a woman in need of comfort, and I intended to try
to give it to her. "I'd love to give you some loving right now, and
you could probably teach me a few things."

I could see her smile again as she laid back on the bed. I moved so
that I lay down between her legs. She seemed surprised. "Honey, what
are you doing?"

"I just want to see where I came from," I told her. My head was inches
from her vagina (she is my mother, I should show some respect). When
she didn't say anything else, I put my fingers on her thighs and
pushed them further apart. She gasped and arched her back like a
little girl. I knew that she and dad hadn't been sleeping together for
over a year before the divorce, and that was over six months ago. Over
a year and a half without sex, so I figured she was ready for it, just
as much as I was, but could I really make love to my mother? 

"Mom?" I asked, looking upward at her. 

"Yes, Johnny?" she said, looking down over her body at me.

"Um, I don't know how to ask this - you are my mother, after all - but
just how far do you want me to go?"

"How far do you want to go?" she asked me, her voice quivering
slightly.

I pushed my finger into her and she gasped. Her legs pressed against
me, pushing my head closer to her pubic region. Looking up at her
again, I said quietly, "I want to do it all, whatever people do when
they have sex. This is only my third time, and I'm still nervous.
Please show me what to do?"

In response, she sat up and spread her legs again, releasing me. She
motioned me to come up and lay beside her, which I did as she
stretched out on the bed. "Alright, honey, I'll show you what adults
do," she said as she turned on her side to look at me. She gently
rubbed my cheek as she looked into my eyes in the dim light. "You made
a good start by going down on me. I thought you might be going to lick
me. I love that, but I don't get it much. Men don't generally like it,
although they love us to suck their cocks." I blushed at that. She
smiled at me. "I also can see that you have a big cock. You need to
cum first so that we can spend a long time in bed making love. I can
teach you some things that you can then teach Susan. Do you want me to
make you cum now?"

"Oh yes, Mom," I said, almost begging her as I reached over and
stroked her hard nipple. She gasped, then she moved around so that she
was lying on top of me, with her head between my legs and my head
between hers. It allowed me a great view of her pussy, there, I said
it, happy now?

My whole body jerked when her fingers wrapped themselves around my
hard cock. I moaned and my body shook again as she started to stroke
me. Not wanting to be undone, I raised my head slightly and started
rubbing my tongue up and down her lips. She moaned as I did that and
so I continued doing it, only harder. It only took a few seconds for
me to get used to the taste of my mom's pussy, but I determined that I
liked it. I began to use my fingers on her, trying to figure out just
what she liked best. When she jerked after I rubbed a little nobbin at
the top of her cleft, I knew I'd found her secret joy buzzer, her
clit. I slipped my tongue over it and she jerked again and moaned
around my cock. She liked it! It was almost like we were playing with
each other's cocks.

While I had been doing that to her, she had slipped her mouth over my
cock and started to lick it. I moaned into her pussy, licking her
harder as I did. It was amazing how we reacted to each other. I knew
that I wouldn't be able to last long. I was right.

After only a few minutes of feeling her mouth on my cock and her hands
on my balls, I had to warn her. I took my mouth off of her and said
breathlessly, "Uh, Mom, I can't hold it. I'm gonna cum!"

I thought she'd pull my cock from her mouth but she didn't. Instead
she put it in further and gently sucked harder, stroking what was left
outside with her fingers. My hips began to writhe on the bed, almost
pushing her off of me as she sucked on my prick as hard as she could.
That was it. I came in her mouth, shooting spurt after spurt of warm
cum into her throat and I was further surprised when she swallowed it
all. 

When I was done, I relaxed completely on my bed, with her still lying
on top of me and holding my limp cock in her mouth, and I groaned. I
almost passed out. I had cum more than I had with Sue. I hadn't
thought that was possible, especially after the day I'd had.

After a few moments, I was able to get back to work on her. As she
licked my depleted organ, I started licking her pussy again, pushing
my fingers inside her and sucking on her clit. It wasn't very long
before she was shaking and had lost all of her attention to my cock,
her senses fixed between her legs. Finally she began to shake harder
as her orgasm shot though her body. She collapsed on top of me and she
started to cry.

When I heard her start to cry I was alarmed. Had I hurt her? God I
hoped that I hadn't. I maneuvered her around off me and held her in my
arms as tears ran down her face. 

"Mom? Mom, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please talk
to me," I begged.

She looked at me and gave me a smile. "You didn't hurt me, my darling
boy," she said as she stroked my cheek, "I just haven't cum like that
in years, since I was a teenager. Even when your father and I had sex,
and that was all it was, sex, there was no love involved in it over
the last three years or so, I never came that much. And he would never
suck my pussy, even though he knew how much I enjoyed it. Are you sure
you haven't done that before?"

"No, really, Mom," I told her. "Although I have had access to some
certain materials that have taught me a few things," I grinned
embarrassed at her, "this is the first time I have ever touched a
woman in that way. I admit, it felt good to me, too," I told her. She
smiled. "I do admit, though," I told her as we lay there in bed,
inches apart, looking each other in the eyes, "I was surprised when
you didn't take my uh thing..."

"It's a penis, honey, or a cock or prick, if you will. You don't need
to be afraid that you'll shock or offend me in a situation like this
if you use those words, and others like them. I'm pretty sure you must
know them." She smiled again. She has the prettiest smile, I thought
then and still do.

"Uh okay then, Mom," I said, relieved that I wouldn't have to watch my
language around her in a case like that, "I was surprised when you
didn't take my cock out of your mouth when I came, and that you
swallowed it. Why'd you do that?"

"Because I learned early on that some cum tastes good. Of course not
all cum tastes good, but a lot of it. I wanted to taste yours, my
darling boy," she said, smiling broadly at me and brushing her hand
softly across my cheek, "and let me tell you, you have got the
best-tasting cum I've ever tasted. You have got to teach Susie how to
do that. I think she'll love it as well."

Mom patted my cheek again and looked down at my newly-erect cock. "Oh
good, it's up again. Do you think you could give me a nice fuck,
honey? I really need it."

I breathed deeply as I rose up and moved over on top of her, between
her wide-spread legs. "Okay, Mom," I said breathlessly as I kneeled
there between her bent legs and watched as my cock approached her
opening, the same opening I had come out of nearly fifteen years ago.
"I'll try. But you will tell me if I do anything wrong, won't you? I
don't want to hurt you."

"Yes baby, I will let you know. Now fuck me like you did your sister."

I moved my six inch, nearly inch wide, cock closer to her opening. I
licked my lips as I pushed in. I moaned and mom moaned as I pushed in
further. It felt so good - to both of us apparently, as mom was
smiling at me.

"Yes, honey," mom cried as I put nearly two inches, a third of my
cock, into her. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me all the
way into her by pressing her feet against my ass and pushing me, not
willing to wait for me, I guess. We both groaned in pleasure and
passion as we lay there, my body resting on hers, her arms and legs
holding me prisoner. It was Heaven!

As I lay there, I thought back on this day. It started out, barely
twelve hours before, where I was a virgin with no experience at sex. I
was shy and withdrawn. Then, in a space of less hours than I care to
think about, I'd fucked my sister, taken her virginity and given her
mine, walked naked in the sunshine on a public street with my mom and
sister twice, and I was now about to fuck my own mother. What more
could happen before midnight?

I began to move my hips up and down, pulling my cock out of her wet
pussy and pushing it back it. Both of us were so busy with what we
were doing that we didn't notice Susan enter the room. When I did
notice as she climbed onto my bed next to us she was rubbing her eyes
and yawning. The noise that we were making must have awoken her.

"What's going on?" she asked. Her eyes opened wide as she suddenly
realized just what she was seeing, I guess. "Oh my God, Johnny, you
fucking mom!" she cried, then she slapped her hand over her mouth and
looked nervously at mom. Mom just giggled. 

"Yes, he's fucking me, honey," she said, laughing as I continued to
move in and out of her. "I told your brother and I'll tell you,
language isn't OH JOHNNY YESS, HARDER that impo-or-ortant in a OH GOD
THAT'S GOOD, HONEY, DO IT HARDER, FASTER," she cried out as I pushed
in harder. Her legs squeezed harder and I nearly came again before she
squeezed my cock with her pussy and finished muttering to Sue,
"situation like this," nearly out of breath as she held me to her, her
breasts pressing tight against me. "Oh honey, now I know why you liked
it so well this afternoon. He's good for almost a virgin."

Sue laid down beside us and watched as I fucked mom a little harder
and brought her to another cum, which brought me to another cum. It
was only afterwards, after mom had released me and I was able to roll
off of her and was laying down between my mother and sister and I had
managed to catch my breath that I thought to ask, "Oh God Mom, are you
protected?" I looked at her horrified that I may have just impregnated
my own mother.

"Don't worry, Johnny," she told me, leaning over and kissing me. (Why
do moms always have to kiss?) "I can't have anymore kids. That doesn't
mean that I can't still enjoy having sex, though, does it?"

"I guess not." I told her, relieved. ""That's good. We don't have to
worry then," I replied. Sue moved on top of me and rubbed her
twelve-year-old body against mine. My cock reacted even after two
cums, although it didn't get completely hard. I wrapped my arms around
her and asked, "Feeling better?"

She smiled at me and mom and said, "Yes, my pussy doesn't hurt quite
so much. Can you fuck me now?" she asked me eagerly.

"I'd love to, but it's been a long day and I'm pooped. I've cum so
much today, I need a night's rest. How about in the morning?" I told
her.

"Well-ll, if you can't now, I suppose in the morning will have to do,"
she said, doubtfully. Then she turned to mom, "Was he really good? I
couldn't really tell this morning, since it was our first times and I
didn't have anyone to compare him to."

"Oh yes, Susie, he was good. but then, maybe it was just the fact that
I hadn't been fucked in years, not like that anyway. But that's enough
compliments on your brother's sexual prowess. We don't want to give
your brother a swelled head, now do we?" and she gave me a big grin. I
tried to look shocked and disconsolate, but all I managed was a weak
grin. I was tired. I lay flat on the bed bewteen my two pillows and
groaned. My cock actually hurt. 

Mom and Sue lay on either side of me, pressed close to me, as I closed
my eyes.

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