Josie and Gunar were on each other as soon as the door to the master bedroom was shut. Gunar whipped of both Josie's and his clothes with a speed and expertise that surprised the forty-one year old woman. But was not the only surprise. Gunar sported a flagpole between his legs the like of which Josie had never seen. "Gunar, there is no way that thing..." He gagged her with his tongue. He kissed like a tiger. They writhed and generated more heat than with the friction of their skin alone.
Josie came up for air. "My, you have been getting around!"
"I love you, Aunt Josie." He buried himself in her cleavage. "Been so long..."
"Just Josie, honey." She purred like a cat in cream. He kissed her like he could read her mind...firm then and there, soft and circular a bit of nibble. In minutes he had her gasping for air. His long arms reached down and cupped her bottom, drawing her up to his warlock lips. Her head leaned back, baring her throat. He pulled her up farther. She felt her bush slide against his impossibly large penis. She dreaded what was coming and desperately desired it as well. Her thighs wrapped around the small of his back. Gunar braced her hips and impaled his Aunt upon his foot long stake.
Josie panted. "It's...its perfect..." It was perfect. It stretched her, but not painfully. It reached deeper than she ever thought she wanted. The shaft it had a way of pulsing that hammered a spike of fulfillment straight into her soul.
"I've dreamed of this for so long. I'll make you so happy, Aunt Josie, you'll see."
Her arms went limp, she leaned back. Gunar was plenty strong enough to support her as he jounced her up and down. Her red curls wound and unwound and she bounced. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. It was like Gunar's dick was a flamethrower and the pleasure center of Josie's brain was a pile of gunpowder. Sparks and shooting stars swam through her vision.
"I'm coming Aunt Josie. I'm coming." The only reply Josie mustered was a trail of drool. Gunar's Master PC enhanced dick shot forth its geysers of sperm and Josie reacted as every girl now reacted to feeling Gunar cum inside her, she orgasmed herself. She flopped like she was going through a grand mal seizure (because, in a way, she was) and passed out.
Gently, Gunar laid his beloved on the king sized bed. He looked own upon his love, splayed on the bed cover, resting on a pillow of her own curls. Her rosy cheeks punctuated either end of a drowsy, satisfied, smile. Her tits stood up in two perfect half domes and a white steam from her carrot-red bush. Gunar rubbed his dick. Josie's prickly pubic hair had abraded his dick. He picked up his laptop and cleared a space for it on the nightstand. But not before setting the clock radio to go off at eleven pm.
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Gunar checked his work. Josie's briar patch was now as smooth as rose petal. Her legs and thigh... pure velvet. She stirred and sighed at his touch so he withdrew. He knew from experience he had time to get a beer before she woke up. Sex always made him thirsty. He grabbed his uncle's silk robe and walked down to the kitchen.
As he past his parents' bedroom door, he heard the sound of laughter. It had been a long time since he heard that. It made him a bit green. He checked his watch. It was still quarter to five and his first round of dream sex was over. "This wham-bam may be fine for stuck up sorority girls but the future Mrs. Gunar Svenson deserves better. Think I better turn off my semen virus too."
On his way, past BJ's room, he heard rump smacking. He stuck his head in on Beorn and found faxing his bank on the Isle of Man. Then he continued on to the kitchen. Jenny was scrubbing the sink. She curtsied when she saw him enter. "Thank you for the lovely present, sir."
"Get me a beer."
"Yes, sir."
As she poured into a glass, he spoke to her. "So you like your new uniform?"
"Ever so much, sir"
"And your accent?"
"I love it. I makes me feel like I am in a film."
"You wouldn't want to go back to your old life? You can do it if you wish."
Jenny genuinely looked horrified. "Oh, no sir. If I may, sir. I felt I was always more than a tad bit useless. Now, I have mission in life, to make this home spotless. And well, I thoroughly enjoy the prospect of keeping your house neat the rest of my natural born days. And speaking of 'natural born' may a take this moment to thank your for resorting by hair and...ahem...other attributes to their natural state?" She blushed to mention her breasts were back to b-cups, her lips were again thin, her false nails lashes and all else had been stripped off and her hair was her original dirtwater brown.
"I am glad you are happy."
"If I may sir. I will be waking you at midnight, then sir?
"Yes."
"In the customary fashion?"
"Yes, in the customary fashion. Now back to work."
"At once, sir."
Gunar took his beer upstairs, passed to happy bedrooms and into the master suite. Josie was just beginning to stir.
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Gunar decided the Master PC endowed abilities that his penis or tongue morph itself to the perfect shape to satisfy any pussy and his sixth sense of how to pleasure any woman would be enough for his wife, at least for now. "Josie? You awake."
"Mmmm. And how lover! That...YOU are fantastic! I don't think I've ever come that hard before. Here, lay back on the pillows. That's right." Josie opened the folds of Gunar's robe. "Now let me show the skills that landed me the richest man in the county."
"Who else was after Uncle Beorn?" it was too late, Josie was already licking and sucking his shaft. He laid back and reveled in the sensation. She was better than he dreamed. First she was affectionate, then she appreciated it. Then she deep throated like a pro. He could actually feel her larynx. Her tongue was smooth and fleshy. Her lips flexed all along the shaft. He gripped her curly mane in both hands and she withdrew.
"Let me know when you are about to come. I like the meat but not the sauce." He grunted. She dove back into her task. He did not rush it. He wanted to take it slow, to bathe in her attention. First times come only once. But his little head wasn't listening. This experienced woman was giving him the best dick massage of his life. She tickled the hairs on his scrotum and he moaned. "Like that, huh, stud?" she dove in again. This time she alternated speeds keeping the boy on the razor's edge of spewing. Finally he couldn't take it anymore. He clamped down on her head. Josie pushed away with all her strength but it was no use, Gunar was too strong. Load after load of Master PC augmented jizz squeezed into her gaping maw. When his charge was spent, he released her head.
Josie vaulted up from the mattress and let loose with a Freudian slip. "Damn it, Beorn! You know how I hate that!" She sputtered, she wiped her mouth on the percale sheets.
Gunar counted. "Five, four, three, two, one.."
Josie's eyes lit up in surprise. "Hey. Your stuff's not bad. In fact it tastes really, really good."
"What's it taste like? It tastes different to everyone."
"Kind of a chocolate truffle, raspberry swirl only better."
"Want some more?" he waved his flaccid cock at her.
Josie licked her lips of the last drop of semen, her eyes locked on his lovely pink penis. "Sure." She slowly bent down and inhaled. Even his musk roused her senses. She licked the dross off his shaft like icing from a beater. Using his big hands he guided her rump around and the two contently sixty-nined for a dozen or so lazy minutes. Then Gunar decided to bump it up a notch.
His tongue bifurcated. One half of the tip stretched out like an octopus' tentacle and tickled Josie's g-spot. The other tip snaked upwards and flicked her clit. Finally the base of his tongue expanded and rubbed up and down her labials. Josie went, predictably, nuts. Gunar loved making his Aunt so happy and he intensified his ministrations. Josie's juices streamed down his chin and dripped onto his collarbone. She shook, she bucked, she invoked the name of heaven and earth. Shudder after shudder of bliss rocked her body, finally she begged for mercy and he relented.
A voice came through the wall. It was Carol, Gunar's mother. "Hey, you two having a good time in there?"
"Don't listen to her son. We're both proud of you! Keep it up." Klaus added. "Besides, it's making your mom real hot!"
"Klaus! Stop that."
Gunar laughed but Josie didn't. "What are you laughing for? They know."
"Of course they know, the whole family knows and they are completely supportive. Now come here." He pulled his dream girl down and the two cuddled. Gunar could tell Josie was having trouble having it all sink in.
"That was un-be-fucking-leavable. Gunar, there is only one thing I can do to touch that. Here." One after the other, she bent her legs behind her head. "Just your dick please. I think I'd pull a hamstring if you used that devil tongue of yours."
Gunar rolled over and slipped his cock into Josie's flaming pussy. It was even sweeter the second time around. "Oh, yes, baby, yessss. My pussy is all yours, baby. Fuck it. Fuck it hard. Yes, yes harder, harder." Time after time he rocked his big six foot ten frame back and forth. Like the ocean crashing into a sea cliff, the headboard slammed into the wall. Josie screamed louder and louder. Finally both man and woman exploded.
Gunar lay on top of her for the space of ten breaths then rolled off, still breathing heavy. Josie unwound herself. "Was I good for you?"
"Better than I ever dreamed. Look. He has a mirrored ceiling."
Josie curled over on her side. "We look beautiful." She kissed his pecs and slowly worked her way down. "Tell me we'll gent out of her Gunar. Promise me we'll shake the dust of this place from our feet."
"Where would you want to go?"
"Europe, all over Europe."
"How about we go there for our honeymoon?"
"Oh, baby!" she went down on him with joy."
Gunar bent back his arms and his right hand found something hard and plastic. "Hey, a remote."
Josie whipped her hair out of the way with a flick of her head. "That's how I knew the marriage was in trouble, when he moved a TV into the bedroom. Damn."
"What's the matter?"
"My hair always gets in the way. Say can you fix it?"
"Sure. Get up to the mirror."
"Make it straight. No. Fuller, not so stringy. There" she ran her fingers through her new tresses. "That's thick enough. I always wondered what really long hair was like. Grow it down to my ass. Mmmm. I might cut it later but its fun for now. Hey. I always wanted green eyes. Can you do that?"
"Sure baby. Let me know when I get the shade right." Josie settled on copper patina-like hue.
She threw half her hair over her right breast and bent one knee forward. "Well?"
"Daddy like. Come here."
"No, you come here."
Gunar chased the spry girl up and over the bedroom. She finally let him catch her at the of the bed. "Here? Now?"
"Do it, you big stud." He took her from behind. Her twat was sloppy with his leavings. Finally she rode him, but it was more of an intimate hug. She slowly rocked her pelvis back and forth "I love you, Gunar. She stroked his chest.
"I know, Josie. Dinner will be up soon."
"What will I do with my hair?"
"I like it curly. Want to keep the eyes?"
"Yes."
"No problem."
"This is the best Christmas ever."
"Glad you think so. I was beginning to wonder. I'm hungry. Let's get cleaned up."
And so it was a new man took his place at the head of the table and his lady sat on his right hand. Klaus and Carol sat to his left. BJ and his fiancé, Teva sat near the end. Jenny the maid served the roast beef she, not Josie, prepared. Beorn ate cold chili from an old dog dish in the kitchen and loved it. Dorcas and Victoria made their entrances.
Dorcas was no longer as thin as a beanpole. She had the full figure of her Swedish ancestors. She was not fat, but full. Her hips and breasts were womanly and promised many healthy children. She wore a billowy white sating blouse and embroidered jeans that hugged her every curve. Her yellow blond hair was bound in two woven braids that fell to just above her heavy chest. She took the seat by Teva.
Victoria caused a bigger stir. Her hair was back to the natural midnight black of her mother and had been coiffed into an elaborate bun. Her long, willowy figure was sheathed in a silk, shoulderless midnight blue gown. Her peaches and cream complexion was unmarred by steel or ink. She took each step with the grace of a queen. She sat at the foot of the table, opposite her brother, Gunar. When she sat down, she raised her glass to him, everyone followed suit. When she drank, she drank deeply, her eyes locked on his, heavy with meaning.
The dinner was a happy occasion. There were two betrothals to celebrate. Victoria dined on the beef with praise for Josie. Teva and BJ and Carol and Klaus had eyes only for each other. Everyone was laughter and smiles. Even Beorn was eventually let into the room. Soon the dessert had come and gone. Teva, BJ, Klaus, Carol and Beorn all claimed to have work to do.
It was time for the young people to retire into the conservatory, leaving Jenny to clean up. Gunar, Master PC and Josie snuggled on the sofa. Dorcas rolled up her sleeves, squatted by the hearth and got a fire started. Victoria sat in the wooden Shaker chair.
"What now, brother, dear?"
"Now it's story time. Dorcas, Victoria, I think you know what stories I want to hear. Dorcas, you start."
"Sure thing. Well, as you know I was paranoid about looking like grandma. I used to puke up more meals than I ate. But I also knew I was pretty, really pretty. Cousin Gunar over here seemed to notice too. So I'd flash him a breast to a thigh every now and then. I think the cruelest thing was when, in the summer, I would deliberately lay face down next to him and undo my bikini top. Then I would stretch to get a soda or something and almost let him see my nipple. What a tease I was. I am SO sorry, Gunar. If I'd known you'd grow up to be such a great guy or so handsome I would have been much nicer to you. I hope you'll let me make it up to you. Truth be told. I was always kinda hopin' you'd make a move. I definitely would have said yes."
Josie whispered in her lover's ear. "Is that true? You poor boy?"
"Mostly. Victoria, let's hear your story."
"Simply put, my brother loves me. I started noticing his eyes following me when I was in high school. He would offer to help me do the silliest things. Then I noticed other acts of his affection, like movement outside my window or the door to the bathroom open a crack when I showered. I never caught him but then I never needed too. I knew it was him." Victoria's gracefully painted nails rested on her throat. "What he did not know is that I thrilled every time he watched me. To my everlasting shame, I admit I would leave my curtains undrawn and the bathroom door open. It was I who left my panties where he could find them. The wickedness of my deed was quite known to me but I enticed the virile young lad nonetheless. He was a slave to his youthful passions as was I. Even now my heart races just to think of it. Little did he know that I secretly yearned for him to more than voyeur. I knew it was wrong, forbidden. But that made all the more...delicious. I started peeking into his room late at night, pulling down his covers and ... then there were the times he showered...after I could stand it no more, . I would race into my room and commit outages to my sex. When he or I went away, I resorted to visiting stores of ill-repute to rent and purchase younger brother-older sister themed pornography, hoping to quench my perverse fire. It only fanned the flames. Finally, my suppressed passions burst forth and I fell in with a sordid crowd. The rest you know. Except that my passion has never diminished. I would be yours body and soul, now, if you allow it."
"Is that true, darling?"
"Only the first part, Josie." He whispered. "The rest she just thinks its true. I planted the false memories in them both. Isn't this fun?"
"No."
What's the matter, now?"
"You are going to cheat on me." Josie showed the first signs of breaking down into tears. "Already? We made love barely one day and you are already going to cheat on me? You call this a surprise?"
Gunar sighed and reached for the laptop. "Sorry, Josie but this is MY dream. I hoped you would understand."
"But you said you loved me. What did I do to deserve this?" Josie blubbered.
"I was afraid of something like this."
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Gunar continued. "I still do love you. You'll be my wife but that doesn't mean I can't love other women too."
Josie reassured him with a kiss. "I know that, lover. Boys will be boys. Truth be told, the notion kind of tickles. Which one are you going to do first?"
"That's my girl. What you say you pick?"
"Can I get the other one?" Josie's tongue curled to the top of her teeth.
"Sure."
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"Pick me mom."
"No, pick Auntie."
"Gunar, dear, how about you get Victoria and I get Dorcas?" She massaged his prick. "I know what it like to see something you want for sooooo long and yet cannot touch."
"Really?"
"I still remember the first time. You were leaning against the counter with your beefy (she squeezed) arms folded and I felt a rush of blood I hadn't felt in...well I don't know how long."
"I knew it." She pulled his collar and the two kissed on the sofa. While Josie was lost in the kiss, Gunar beckoned the two beauties. Victoria unbuckled her brother's pants, pulled them down and neatly folded them and put them aside. The more self-loathing she felt, the more aroused she became. Dorcas flipped up her mother's skirt and pulled down her panties with her teeth. Then the two nuzzled the lover's sex.
Dorcas had performed cunnilingus many times before but never with so much gusto. Her mother moaned and moved one hand away from her lover to hold her golden head.
Victoria kissed her brother's penis hesitantly, demurely, little by little daring to kiss it longer and more lusciously each time. Finally, she took the whole glands inside her mouth and swirled it. It was bad, very bad. And it felt good, SO good.
Josie opened her blouse and Gunar gently sucked her rusty red right nipple. The woman sighed and cradled him. So the undulating lips continued for what seemed hour upon hour and then Gunar spat his seed into his elder sister's mouth. Victoria felt compelled to do the most disgusting deed and drank the delicious creamy life juice down. It was as sweet and heady a brew as brandy.
Gunar broke the embrace with Josie. "Thanks sis. Josie, let's go back to our room."
"What about them?"
"They have things to do. It's late. I'm tired. I want to go to bed with you." Josie nudged him. Gunar put his trouser back on. Then the man and woman walked upstairs, hand in hand. Once between the sheets they made sweet tender love once more, then quietly floated off to sleep.
During the night, Josie thought she heard people in the attic, then the sound roar of snowmobiles returning. She almost asked her love what was going on but something inside her was still afraid.
'Gunar heard the alarm go off at eleven. He turned it off and rolled over to watch Josie robotically head off for the shower. "I love Master PC." Gunar muttered and dozed off to get another hour of sleep.