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 Kristel - a novel
   Chapter 7
   Dan found it difficult to get to sleep.  His randy thoughts were getting
the better of him, he knew that.  The last time this had happened, he'd
gone out and found a married woman who'd just returned home after taking
her kids to school.  He'd persuaded her to let him into her house on the
pretext of being a door-to-door salesman.  He'd been so aroused by then
that he'd attacked her, tied her up and raped her 3 times, once in each
hole.  The last orgasm inside her anus had been particularly exciting
because she'd even orgasmed with him.  She whimpered with a mixture of pain
and pleasure when he withdrew and left her in a pool of cum.  She didn't
report the incident and Dan wondered whether she'd like him to do it again
sometime.
   Sadly for him, these thoughts kept returning and driving his lust higher
and higher.  Now Abbie had become the focus of his thoughts.  He was sick
of her teasing him and Joel.  He wanted to make the young girl into his
slave so she'd enjoy him whenever he wanted.  He often wondered whether his
Dad or Joel had taken her yet, but he couldn't believe they would,
considering the family situation.
   Dressed in just his jocks, he got up early, knowing that Abbie didn't
get up for at least another hour.  He'd made sure he knew her routine.
   He walked slowly and quietly to her bedroom door, expecting to find it
open as usual.  He'd spent many nights standing in her room, watching her
sleeping and masturbating at the same time.  This time, however, her door
was locked.  He was really surprised.  He tried to gently turn the door
handle, but found that it was completely stuck.  What could she be up to?
Was she with her Dad or Joel?  He went to check on Joel.  The younger
brother's bedroom door was open, but he was still asleep, covered in a
single sheet.  Dan grunted and walked down the corridor to his father's
room.  That door was shut too, but yielded when he turned the handle.
   He was shocked to find Joanne standing just inside the door, her hand
reaching out for the door handle.  She was totally naked and her body
looked just superb.
   "Oh, wow!  Dan!" she cried softly.  "I was just coming to see you."
   Dan was now confused, but his cock was not.  It rose to full erection
within seconds, causing Joanne to giggle.
   "What do you mean?" he blurted.
   Joanne grabbed his hand and pulled him with her back to his own bedroom.
   "What were you up to, going into Dad's room?" asked Joanne.
   "What were you up to, just coming out of Dad's room?" asked Dan.
   They both laughed.
   "Do you want to enjoy me?" asked Joanne, lying down with her legs wide
apart and offering herself to her big brother.
   Dan couldn't say a word.  His thoughts had been on Abbie, but his
gorgeous sister was just too good an opportunity to miss.  He tore off his
jocks and plunged his big hard cock straight into Joanne's very wet pussy.
   They had sex like animals for about half-an-hour, with Dan cumming three
times and Joanne so many times she lost count.  They only stopped when they
heard their father moving about and calling for Joanne.  She had no clothes
with her, so she threw one of Dan's shirts around her sexy body and walked
out, feeling her brother's cum dribbling down the insides of her thighs.
   In his room, Dan lie on the bed in confusion.  His lust had needed
relief, but he had wanted Abbie.  Now his sister had given him the best sex
ever.  What was he to do now?  At least it meant he might not have to leave
the house now as he knew that, if he'd raped Abbie and she'd told his Dad,
it would be the end.  Raping his sister was not an option as she was always
ready to enjoy his hard cock.  And she was damned good at giving while
receiving, he thought as his cock rose to full erection again, despite his
three recent orgasms.
   He managed to get dressed and get downstairs to the kitchen where three
of them were having breakfast, Joel, Joanne and his Dad.  They greeted him
warmly, knowing what he was going through with his bitch of a girlfriend.
Joanne gave him an especially warm smile.  Did any of the others know about
their sexual exploits?  he wondered.  He sat beside Joel, just as Abbie
breezed into the room, still dressed in her nightie.  Both boys and the
father stared wide-eyed as she crossed between them and the sun, her
beautiful body revealed in all its delicious curves through the thin
material.  Joel was the first to say hi and she sat beside Joanne, giving
her a sweet kiss on the cheek.  The three males pretended not to notice the
sexual aura that Abbie was radiating, but their cocks betrayed their lust
for the exquisite young girl.
   The group ate breakfast in virtual silence until Joanne asked whether
her father had heard from their mother.
   "Oh yes, she called last night," he replied without saying more.
   "I heard the phone go," grinned Abbie, "then I heard lots of groaning
and moaning.  Were you two having phone sex?"
   "Well...yes, sort of," agreed the father with a smile at Joanne.
   His daughter didn't say anything.
   "Did she make you cum on the phone?" continued Abbie with her
questioning, while both sons looked embarrassed.  "Or did you just pretend
to cum?"
   "Sort of...." responded the father.
   "I'm thinking you just pretended, Dad," cried Joel with a big grin.
   "Me too," added Dan, also smiling broadly.
   "No, he didn't pr....," blurted out Joanne before she could stop
herself.
   All four of them looked at Joanne and she blushed.
   "Go on, Joanne," coaxed Abbie.  "Tell us!"
   "Well..." she began, looking at her father for support.  "I went into
Dad's room to say goodnight just as he answered the phone from Mum."
   "Yes?" queried Joel.
   "And he was naked and his cock was hard and I was horny and I couldn't
resist him and I sucked him and he came in my mouth and I loved it."
   The words poured out of Joanne's mouth like a never-ending stream.  Her
father smiled sexily at her, comforting her somewhat, and she grinned back.
   "So although your mother thought she'd made me cum with her sexy talk,
as usually happens, this time it was Joanne who made me cum.  Your Mum
enjoyed a big orgasm too, but I think she'd already been quite busy before
she called."
   "You mean with another guy?" asked Joel, astonished.
   "Uh, I don't think so.  Perhaps with her toys, or with a woman.  I'm not
sure," continued their father.
   "No wonder Joanne wanted to have sex so badly this morning," cried Dan,
chuckling in remembering.
   "You lucky bastard," muttered his brother.  "I wanted her this morning!"
   "You enjoyed Dan this morning?" asked Abbie directly at Joanne.
   "Three times," grinned Dan, triumphantly.
   "I just had to relieve the ache after sucking off Dad last night,"
whispered Joanne, apologetically.
   Abbie couldn't believe what she was hearing.  Here was almost her entire
adopted family admitting to enjoying incestual sex, and obviously wanting
to continue their naughty ways.  The father, who should have been
controlling his children, was clearly a more-than-willing participant.  She
resolved to experiment with the male members of the family, now that she'd
successfully conquered the two females.
   Chapter 8
   I had arrived at the lab early that morning as my assistant had told me
that he expected the DNA results that day.  When I first spoke to him, I
realised that he was confused.
   "Look, Laura," he said, excitedly, "These profiles show something I've
never seen before."
   "It's a mixture of several DNAs!" I exclaimed.  "What the hell does that
mean?"
   "One, it means we'll never find out who shot their cum onto or into this
girl.  All the samples show the same thing.  Two, she's a cum-slut who
probably enjoyed what these guys did to her.  Three, it wasn't a woman who
did this, but could a woman have been involved?" her assistant was pleased
with his summary and grinned.
   "How many different DNAs are there?" I asked, absolutely confused now.
   "I would say at least three, perhaps as many as six.  It's really
impossible to tell."
   "Do you reckon this could have been a put-up job, just to confuse us,
and perhaps attempt to damage my reputation?" I asked, my mind in a whirl.
   "It's possible, I guess," replied the assistant warily.  "Who knows how
many male egos you've affected by always being right."
   He was in fact very proud of his association with the famous doctor.  He
was also more than a little bit in love with her.  He masturbated every
night, and often during the day, thinking about his somewhat older but
gorgeous boss.  His lust had built up, just like Dan's for Abbie, but he'd
never had the chance to do anything about it.  He always thought, I have a
great hand, as his cum spurted again from his hard cock.
   I grimaced at the thought of all the top male pathologists I knew who
often let their arrogance get ahead of the lab results, declaring case
closed then having to amend their decision.  I was always more careful and
my reputation had been built on that.  Could I have offended someone so
much that they wanted me to fail on this one?
   "Can we separate out the DNAs?" I asked, knowing in my heart that it was
not possible.
   "No technique is available for that.  The molecular weights might
differ, but considering the molecular size, they couldn't differ by even
1%," my assistant explained.
   I knew this, but I groaned anyway.
   "I think I'll have to interview the girl myself, and on my own.  Can you
call the chief superintendent and arrange that for me, by lunchtime?"
   "Sure, I'll do that," my assistant agreed.  "Would you like some
coffee?"
   "Thanks.  I'll be in my office."
   I sat in my office for a while until the young man brought in my coffee.
I admired him for sticking with me, knowing that he felt lust for me, yet
I'd never responded to his feelings.  I was feeling particularly good again
this morning having had yet another exquisite session with Judy and her
stud the previous night.  This time, Judy's stud had almost got his cock
into my pussy, during a wild session, but I'd eventually brought him off
with my mouth while Judy licked me to orgasm again, for the fourth time
that night.  Now my juices were flowing again and I asked my assistant to
sit and drink coffee with me.
   I was wearing my usual shortish tight skirt with a very tight blouse
that was already open to the level of my bra.  I'd caught my assistant
looking inside my blouse many times and I always enjoyed knowing I was
making him aroused.  I'd also several times purposely bent over in front of
him, giving him as good a view as I could of my treasures encased in little
transparent thongs.
   I engaged him in trivial conversation for a while, making sure he could
have a view of my long legs.  I crossed and uncrossed them a couple of
times, watching his eyes follow closely and enjoying his facial expressions
as he could see more and more of me.  I leaned forward and `accidentally'
opened another button of my blouse.  His face lit up when my lovely large
boobs almost fell out of the blouse.
   "Sorry, I didn't mean to let that happen," I apologized.  "But it is
warm in here today."
   Did the guy know he was being seduced, or was it just a mirage that was
growing in his trousers?  I made no attempt to cover herself up.  He nodded
in agreement, keeping his eyes now fixed on my almost half-exposed boobs.
   "Geoff?" I asked softly, "Have you ever wanted to touch my boobs?"
   The guy looked startled.
   "Yes, of course," he admitted with a shy grin.  "I've wanted to touch
and enjoy you ever since I first saw you."
   "You know, somehow I've known that, but I've held off giving myself to
you," I admitted.
   "Why?" he asked, surprised.
   "I would not want anything to happen between us that would spoil our
working relationship," I continued.
   "It might make it easier to work with you if I knew you wanted me too,"
he laughed, a little uncomfortably.
   "OK.  Well, let's set the rules here," I urged.  "I know you've got a
huge cock.  I've seen it many times get hard for me.  I know I've got a
pussy that loves a hard cock, and I love to enjoy orgasms.  If you can get
me to orgasm more than once with that monster in my pussy, then we'll do it
again, maybe even every day.  Is that a good deal?"
   "It won't spoil our working together?" he queried.
   "I think it will make it much easier for you.  You won't have to conceal
your lust for me any more and we can express our lust with regular sex. 
I'll enjoy working with you even more," I promised.
   I stood up in front of him and slowly unfastened the rest of my blouse
buttons.  I noticed that his cock was now threatening to burst out of his
trousers.  I shrugged the blouse from my shoulders and folded it neatly
onto the back of my chair.  I quickly unclasped my bra and released my
lovely boobs for his eyes to feast on.  I giggled at his expression of wild
lust.  Still standing away from him, I unclasped the fastening to my skirt
and let it fall slowly to the floor.  His eyes followed it and then
hurriedly returned to stare at my transparent thong and the revealed
nakedness of my pussy.
   "You'd better be sure you can handle me," I urged.  "If you fail now it
will be the end."
   He finally stood up, unzipping his trousers and pulling out his giant
cock as he moved towards me.
   "I can handle you," he grinned.  "if you want me too."
   I pushed down my thong, the final act before giving myself to him.  He
groaned when he looked at me totally naked.
   "You are as exquisite as I've always dreamed," he murmured, closing in
on me and holding me tightly, his hard cock pressed into my belly.
   "Take me from behind," I urged him, bending over and lying my boobs on
my cold desk top.
   I knew my ass was irresistible to most men, but I also knew that this
young guy would never dare to go into my ass without my permission.  He
didn't ask!  I felt him close behind me and the hard swollen head of his
cock was pushed between my legs.  It was so easy for him, even though he
was so big, to slide his cock into my pussy in one long slow thrust.  I
groaned deeply and felt a surge of pleasure flow rapidly through me.
   "It feels really good," I murmured back at him as he pushed the last
part of his cock deep inside me.  "Do it gently and be prepared to enjoy my
orgasms."
   "But I'm going to cum.....now!" he cried.
   His cock pulsed and throbbed, spewing hot cum deep inside me.  I was
shocked but not really surprised.  I guessed he woke every morning creaming
about me and saved his cum just on the off-chance.  Here was the chance
he'd earned by being such a loyal assistant.
   I groaned in disappointment as I'd not had time to orgasm, but then I
felt his cock swell even more inside me.  It swelled so much that soon I
could feel it was the biggest I'd ever had.  I grinned inwardly.  Perhaps
this ride was going to be better than I'd hoped.
   He was holding on tightly to my buttocks, keeping his cock deep inside
me until it finally finished growing.  Now I was really stuffed, fuller
than I'd ever felt before.
   "Mmmmmmmmmmm," was all I could manage as he began to slowly move his
gigantic cock in and out of my soaking pussy.
   I could feel the cum, displaced from my pussy by his enormous swelling,
dripping down my legs and this excited me even more.  I thrust back at him
to drive his cock even deeper inside my aching pussy.  I could feel his
trousers zip pressing against my buttocks each time he thrust into me.  I
hoped it was marking me just a little so I'd be able to remember him.
   He began to slowly drill me with his monstrous cock, out with almost the
whole length then in with a slow steady push until his body met mine in a
gentle satisfying slap.  He seemed to sense my needs and he made no attempt
to hurry, just thrust slowly and deeply in a gentle insistent rhythm.
   Magic, I thought, my orgasmic feelings rising slowly yet inevitably. 
He's going to make me cum really quickly, I realised, shoving my ass back
against him as he continued to drive into me.  I could feel the edge of my
desk pressing hard into my legs, my boobs flat against the cold desk were
getting squashed.
   I wanted to touch my clit, but knew it was going to be unnecessary.
   "You're making me cum, you gorgeous man," I gurgled through gritted
teeth as my body started to run down the thrilling path to orgasm.
   Even though he could feel me starting to cum, he didn't change his
rhythm, in and out, in and out, like a perfect clock.  I orgasmed wildly,
thrashing about on his huge cock and crying with ecstasy, my pussy milking
his immense shaft on and on.
   But even when I'd recovered and could feel him again, it was still that
insistent rhythm, in and out, in and out.
   I soon felt another orgasm building and, after that had erupted through
me in a wild blaze of pleasure, there it was again.  His huge cock was
superb for me and he just kept going.  I came again, again and again, each
time lasting longer than the one before.  After about my tenth orgasm, I
lost it - my body softened, my legs parted even further and his cock pushed
through my cervix and into my womb.  My orgasms were now just a continuous
blur, none could be separated from another, just a masterful haze of
ecstasy.
   For me it seemed like a lifetime, but after about 20 minutes, I suddenly
felt his cock become even firmer.  It went from being like a stick of wood
to feeling like a huge rod of steel, pummeling so deep inside me that I
thought I was being split in two.
   "Can I cum inside you?" he asked, breathlessly.
   I just managed to reply, "If you don't, I'll never let you touch me
again."
   Then I orgasmed for the final time.  My pussy milked his steel-hard
shaft until with a roar of pleasure he drove even deeper inside me and
unloaded his big load of cum in a large number of strong spurts.
   I couldn't believe I'd missed out on this guy for so long.  It was my
mothering instinct that had told me not to give in to my wild lusts about
him.  Now I realised how much I'd been missing.
   "Enough!" I cried as he tried to move again inside me after his big
orgasm.  "Stop!" I pleaded.
   I tried to move, but he had me pinned against the desk.  His cock began
to swell again and his shaft firmed once more into that steel-hard rod.
   He can't, I thought, but as he began to move again, I again thought,
well maybe he can.
   I gave up my struggle to get away as his cock built up my orgasm level
again.  This time it started as a blur and just kept going, one after the
other, on and on, for what must have been another ten minutes of continual
thrusting.  I was now totally exhausted and covered in my own and his
sweat. But still he kept thrusting and I kept cumming.  I cried for him to
stop, I screamed for him to stop, but then another bigger orgasm ripped
through me and I was left whimpering with pleasure.  Basically, I didn't
want him ever to stop, yet I wanted to live for another day.  Was he going
to kill me with orgasms?
   He cried out to me," Do I pass the test?"
   "Oh, yes, yes, yes," I replied in between gasps and grunts of delight.
   Suddenly he stopped.  His cock stopped that magical thrusting movement
inside my body.  I felt the pressure of his body ease from behind me, the
pain along the top of my legs eased, the squeezing of my boobs against the
desktop stopped.  But the pleasure did not stop.  I could still feel his
huge cock inside my aching pussy.  But now I was aching just from sheer
pleasure.
   He started to slide his cock out of me.  I squeezed my pussy muscles
around his rock-solid shaft, but mine and his juices had made my pussy
walls just too slippery.  Slowly he retreated until just the huge head was
inside me.  I whimpered with delight, I cried with pleasure and I giggled
with happiness.  But he pulled out that last magical part.  And now I felt
empty, drained, exhausted, elated, over-the-moon, stuffed, drilled, even a
bit raped.  But wow, had I enjoyed it?
   Having sex with your assistant had never been so good, I giggled inside.
I can't wait until tomorrow to try this again.
   My cell phone rang.  It was buried somewhere in the pile of clothes on
the chair.  I staggered to my chair and clicked it on.  It was the police
superintendent.
   "Can you give me your final diagnosis?" he asked bluntly.
   "Not now," I snapped.  "You'll get my final report when I'm certain of
the facts."
   Did I hear a note of amusement in his voice as he grunted and cut the
connection?
   (continued in Chapter 9)
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