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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, incest, and unwanted pregnancies are
subjects to be role-played between you and your significant other
only. Anybody actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a
psychiatrist, or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental
health immediately. I am always open to comments and constructive
criticism. I believe in the second ammendment, and only free people
should be reading stories like this. If it is illegal or unlawful to
read adult stories in your, country, state, municipality, or
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Ol' Butterface 7
By trukin_fool



Karen hadn't realized the talk we had, or how much Linda wanted me
pleased.
Not only did Linda care about me enough, to coerce her own sister into
doing this dispicable deed. But Karen, her own mother, had just
volunteered her daughters body willingly, as long as there was no
forced participation on my part.
Thus far, the only concern was Betty, the girls grandmother.
Unfortuneately, she hadn't a clue, what was about to take place that
very night.
Later on. After a self induced battery of assaults on her face, with
creams and powders, Karen was nearly ready to leave.
I walked her to the door, as she turned to kiss me goodbye.
"You be careful." She winked. "And don't do anything I wouldn't."
That was like saying, "Don't hurt her, or force her into sex."
"Trust me." I stated, returning her wink. "If anything at all happens,
it'll be strictly voluntary."
Then, with a loud sigh, she turned and left.
I stood at the open front door, and watched, until the car was
completely out of sight. As I closed the door and locked it, my cock
was throbbing hard, letting me know it was ready for some sexual
activity. Sexual activity from at least one, of the usable cunts
inside the house.
In a flash, I was entering the master bedroom. All I had to do now,
was wait and suffer, with an aching hardon.
Immediately, I thought about replacing the tape, in the video camera.
I had just completed the chore, and set it in an unobstructed place,
before a light tap came on the door.
As I walked to the door, I glanced to make sure the remote, was still
on the night table.
I opened he door quietly, and was greeted with a huge hug and a kiss,
from Linda.
"I thought she'd never leave." She whispered. "Do you think Grandma
may hear us?"
I quickly offered to take the two, down to the dungeon. The place,
where only her Mom and I knew about, thus far. Although it was only
referred to, as "the room."
"Good." Linda stated. "I'll get Stacy, and meet you there."
"No, no." I whispered. "Bring her here."
After agreeing, Linda walked softly to her sisters room, and fetched
her.
I quickly gathered up the blindfold, video camera, and remote, while
waiting for their arrival.
Soon, Linda returned, with a very sleepy Stacy in tow.
"Are you both sure of this?" I asked.
"I had a long talk with her, about how we could make it more enjoyable
and even kinkier, than what she was planning." Linda stated.
"And her reply?" I asked softly.
Stacy nervously nodded, as she stared at the bed.
"Stacy?" Linda said bluntly. "From now on. we have no secrets from
each other. But whatever happens, must remain a secret between us
alone. Is that clear?"
Tentatively, she nodded again.
"You can't even tell Mom or Grandma. Ever, or at least until I've had
a talk with them. Understood?"
"Yes." She said. "I understand. Now how will we do it?"
"First of all, we'll need you to wear this." I stated, holding up the
blindfold. "When it happens, you'll be more relaxed, and it won't be
so unconfortable for you."
Stacy visibly trembled, and looked as if she were ready to bolt. Never
the less, she was fully committed to go through with it, regardless of
her moral convictions.
I placed the blindfold over her eyes, as Linda flashed me a
questioning glance.
"What can you see?" I asked.
"Nothing. Not a thing." She replied.
Content with the fact, that she could not see where we were going, I
began to help LInda lead the girl down the hallway.
I also brought the video camera, and remote as well.
I restated the need for her absolute silence, and in return, she
nodded her head as she stumbled along between her sister and I.
Linda had doubts herself, once we entered the basement.
We walked though the area, without the advantage of any lighting.
Lighting, that could possibly alert Betty of our whereabouts, if she
got curious, as to whether we were doing somethig wrong.
I unlocked the door, and stepped inside.
I flipped the switch, and Lindas eyes lit up immediately.
"What is all this stuff?" She gasped.
Stacy tried quickly to remove the blindfold, wanting to witness, what
her sister was talking about.
"No, no, no." I said, grabbing the eyemask, and holding it in place.
"Not right now, but soon."
Linda got my drift, and rapidly began to console her sister.
"Listen to what James says." She whispered, as I closed the sound
proof door behind us.
Once latched, it would be impossible for Betty or anyone else, to hear
us or enter to find us. It would also be impossible to leave, without
knowing the trick, to the latch itself.
As I stood holding Stacy steady, Linda walked around, and studied the
different array of bondage toys and pleasure givers.
She soon became focused, on the whips and canes, that were hanging
from the walls.
As she did so, I set the camera down, aimed it at the table, and hit
the remote.
The doctors examining table in the middle, fully equipped with
stirrups and leather straps, was also of great interest.
Linda flashed me a silent glance, with a questioning look.
I only nodded silently in return, as my eyes shifted towards the
table.
As if reading my mind, Linda helped me escort her sister to the table,
and began to strip her.
"Wha ... what are you doing?" Stacy asked timidly. "I can't see
anyrhing."
"Don'y worry little sister." Linda said, while finishing her duty.
"Just relax, and in a little while, you'll be a full fledged woman
just like Mom and Grandma."
I hoisred the girl up on the table, and began to buckle the
restraints.
Only temporarily, did she fight against them.
As I buckled her ankles to the widely spread stirrups, I could see
that the girls labia had already parted, invitingly.
Linda was still dumbstruck, by the mechanisms and devices, that the
room contained.
She paid little attention to me stripping, and placing a set of
headphones, over her sisters ears.
Once I turned on the music, for Stacy to listen to, I called to Linda.
Her eyes immediately focused, on my throbbig erect staff, which was
bobbing before her.
A sudden frightened look, came over her face.
"Do you think she can handle all of that?" She gasped.
"I only need enough, to pop her cherry." I replied, with an evil grin.
"The rest is up to her."
Once more, Linda fell into my arms and offered me a deep soul kiss.
"You say you've been with agirl before?" I saked, once the kiss had
ended. "I mean, intimately?"
Linda blushed slightly, as she nodded.
I walked her around, to between Stacy's outstretched thighs, and
pointed.
"What do you think?" I asked. "Can you get her ready for me?"
"If that's what you want." She replied sheepishly. "I'll do whatever
you want. I love you that much."
After a quick peck on the cheek, I spoke again.
"That's what I want." I stated bluntly. "I want her wet and ready. I
want her begging to be fucked, and aching for my cock inside of her.
Please help her to enjoy her first time."
Linda nodded slightly, and turned to gaze at the orfice, she was about
to pleasure orally.
"I'm not that experienced." She said, nearing the dark crevice of her
sisters cunt. "But for you, I'll try."
Ever so tenderly and with true conviction, she leaned in, and began to
kiss Stacy's belly.
Stacy gasped, at the first noticable touch of strange lips, on her
body. Her arms and legs strained against the bindings, trying to steer
the lips, where she wanted them to be.
She gave a valient effort, to break free of the bonds. But after a few
well planted kisses, she relaxed, and allowed whatever was to come.
Even though I couldn't see well, from my vantage point, I knew
instantly when Lindas tongue reached its final destination.Stacy
quickly tooka deep breath, and held it.
Her body tensed, and her hips rose from the table.
I assued it was an unconscious effort, to help her lover find the
right spot.
Luckily, Linda was at least somewhat experienced at what girls wanted.
She began to toy with the girls clit, making it rise in defiance to
its natural state. Soon, Stacy was arching her back, trying
desperately to reach her peak.
"I think I'm gonna pee." She whispered, unsure of the feelings she was
experiencing.
Linda paid no heed to Stacy's problem. She knew the feelings well, and
continued to draw her emotions out, as she tongue tortured the girls
now erect bud.
From where I was standing, I could plainly see the flow of lubricants,
that had already covered the table between the girls legs.
Deeper and deeper Lindas tongue delved, until all at once, Stacy
grunted and shrieked.
Linda stepped back, and stated, that her sister was now ready.
"Did she cum?" I asked, in a bewildered state.
"No." Linda said smiling, with her wet face. "I just hit her hymen,
and she's very sensitive."
"Well then." I said, stepping between the girls juicy thighs. "We'll
just have to alleviate that problem, once and for all."
As I used some of Stacy's cunt juice, and smeared it over my cock
head, Linda stood at the girls side.
Once I started the maiden journey into the young girls twat, Linda
bent, and began to suckle at her stiff wrinkled nipples.
She was about to give Stacy the distraction she needed, to lessen the
pain of deflowering, and increase her pleasure.
From the corner of her eye, Linda watched me, poised at the entrance.
Once I started my initial thrust, Linda bit down hard, on her sisters
tender tit flesh.
Ahhhhh, Owwwwwww!" Stacy shrieked. "That really hurts."
The pain in her breast, was what made her oblivious to the pain, of
having her hymen ripped from her.
I was well over half way into the girls tight clinging pussy, when I
stopped, allowing for her insides to expand.
Gently and methodically, Linda rubbed and caressed the red swoloen
nipple, that still showed teeth marks upon it.
"mmmmmm." Stacy soon hummed. "I feel so full."
I nodded to Linda, and she removed the headphones, from her sisters
head.
"Are you okay?" I asked, worried about her painful defloration.
"Uh, huh." She replied. "But my boobie really hurts yet."
"How does you vaggie feel?" Linda asked curiously.
"From now on, its a pussy, a cunt, or a twat." I said, interrupting
her. "She's a woman, so she can call it what everyone else normally
does."
"Sorry." Linda said, glaring at me. "How's the twat feel, Stace?"
"It feels like its full, but it feels good too." She replied. "It ...
it kinda feels good and sore, at the same time."
"Good." I stated. "Now that you're a real woman, in every sense of the
word, do you want to fuck like one?"
Both girls were shocked at my language. They'd never heard me say
anything, so vulgar, and disgusting.
Never the less, they figured I was placing them on the same adult
level as myself, so they tolerated it.
"Well Stace?" Linda pressed. "Should he stop, or should he continue?
It's your, ah, cunt, so you decide."
Linda was still having problems talking dirty, but eventually, that
too would change.
"I guess you can keep going, but if it hurts, do you promise to stop?"
She finally answered.
"I promise." I said, causing Linda to smile widely. "But it may be
hard to do. Especially with a young, sexy, fully grown, woman, laying
in front of me like this."
I began to sink even deeper, into the girls extemely tight opening.
As I did so, I nodded again towards Stacy's head.
Linda read my mind again instantly, and removed the blindfold from her
eyes.
Slowly and maticulously, I pushed deeper into the girl, as her eyes
adjusted to the light.
Once she had her bearings, she looked around at all of the bondage
devices, I had already accumulated.
Once or twice, it was painful for her, and she grunted. But being a
real trooper, she never once insisted I stop.
I was soon nearly fully embedded in the girls expanding cunt. That is
when I began my retreat.
As I slowly pulled free, she moaned and grunted, while I pulled her
inner tissue along with me.
Leaving just the head inside of her, I began to push forward again.
This time, Stacy's eyes glazed over, as the feelings of a real fuck
washed over her.
"It's starting to feel really nice." She groaned, looking up at
Linda.
"Fuck you." Linda replied, suffering from pangs of jealousy. Then
quickly leaned over, to share a spontaneous kiss with her sister.
"Okay." Linda said, breaking the kiss. "She's ready for a good lay
now. Give it to her. Ride the little cunt raw, and make it hurt."
The sudden words of encouragement, spurred me on, and I developed a
more rapid pace.
It wasn't long before Stacy was humping back at me, striving for
deeper penetration.
Linda and both noticed her breathing was becoming erratic, and with a
sudden out burst, she began to climax.
"That's it baby." Linda said, enticingly. "Give it up for him. Let him
know you want it. You do, don't you?"
"Yesss, ahhhhh yesssss." Stacy cried out. "Ohhhh myyyy goosshhh.
It's ..... it's unbelievable. I think ... I think ..... Arrrrughhh."
It was evident, that no sooner had she suffered one orgasm, another
one quickly followed.
"Holy shit." I sighed. This girl was multi orgasmic.
It wasn't long, after hearing Stacy's cries of exstacy, that I myself
was nearing a cum.
My movements became erratic, as I drove myself deep into her cunt.
"I'm ..... I'm gonna cum." I finally announced.
"Do it baby." Linda said, egging me on. "Fill the little sluts twat up
full of your stuff. Fuck! Knock the bitch up. She deserves it, and she
really wants it, don't you, you little whore?"
Quickly, to elicit a response, Linda pinched her sisters nipple hard.
"Answer me, you little bitch."
"Yesss." Stacy cried out, in a mixture of pain and pleasure. "I want
it. Do it. Do it all. I don't care. Just don't stop."
Linda then spoke, as she noticed me lunging a final stroke, into the
girl.
"That's it, baby." She said haughtily. "Can you feel it filling you
up? Can you feel his hot sauce, squrting deep into your belly. Right
where babies are made. Once your done, you'll be knocked up for sure,
and you'll be begging Mom to take you shopping for baby clothes."
I knew that LInda was seeing red by now. She was not only jealous, but
angry that her sister got to fuck me, before she herself did.
When is was all over, my cock limply plopped out of the tight
confines, and dripped its excess on the table.
"Next time." Linda said. "It's my turn. I'll be the one who makes you
happy. I know you'll be impressed, and I know you won't need anyone
else."
After that I untied Stacy, and with Linda's help, we walked her to her
bedroom and laid her in bed.
I knew she'd be very sore in the morning, but no more than any other
woman who had just earned her rite of passage, into womanhood.
Then, walking back to our prospective rooms, Linda kissed me and
apologized for her actions.
I understod her jealous nature, but that was one thing, she'd
definitely have to overcome.
After all, there was more pussy than just hers which required
servicing, and she'd have to agree to that, or else.
After a lingering kiss, and some minor groping, we went to bed
separately.
Everyone except Betty, slept in later the next morning.
She was already making coffee, and fully dressed, when I entered the
kitchen.
When I noticed the girls weren't there, I left to fetch them. It was a
school day, and I didn't want them late for classes.
I roused Linda, with a sensuous kiss, and a smile, Once she was awake,
I headed to Stacy's room.
"Wake up sleepy head." I said, softly shaking the girl. "It's time for
school."
Once she opened her eyes, she first took on a shocked look, then
quickly became more subtle and reserved.
"How do you feel?" I asked, concerned about her ravished twat.
"Wonderful." She beamed. "But I'm a little sore yet."
"That's undrstandable." I stated. "But remember, you signed that
contract last night, and everything we did, must remain a secret until
I can explain it to your Mom and Grandma."
"I understand." She said, slipping out of bed. "I think my bobbies
feel more sore, than what I feel down below."
After hearing her admission, I watched as she walked cautiously, to
her closet.
"Remember. From now on, we have no secrets from each other." I stated,
as I walked to the door. "And eventually, there will be no secrets
from anyone, who resides under this roof. Okay?"
Stacy smiled widely and nodded at my comment. She felt secure, that
she was now being treated as an equal, and not just a kid like before.
In the hall, I met Linda, on her way to the bathroom.
"How's my little bitch, doing this morning?" I asked, causing her to
stop dead in her tracks.
"I .... I thought I was your lover?" She asked nervously.
"You are." I said, helping to return her confidence.
"But aren't Mom and Stacy, your bitches?" She whispered warily.
"Look." I explained. "You're all my bitches. Your Mom and Stacy are my
slave bitches, but you are also one too. You happen to be my sexy
bitch. It's you who will help me train and discipline my bitches, when
it is required. Never the less, with your attitude, you're still my
bitch. Understand?"
"I ... I think so." She said, not fully comprehending my meaning.
"This is what I expect from you." I further stated. "From now on, when
I need to keep someone in line, I'll call on you to help with the
enforcing of the rules. Let's just say, you're my second in command."
I could easily tell by Lindas eyes, that she was eager and willing to
submit to me, and carry out my orders and wishes. Also, knowing she
was now placed above all the others, she suddenly became very alert
and confident.
"Please remember though." I added. "It'll take some time for your Mom
and Grandmother, to sucumb to my wishes. During that time, we'll just
play it cool, oKay?"
With a wide sexy smile, Linda nodded quickly, and rushed to the
bathroom.
Everything was now set in motion, I thought. The only problem that
remained, was Betty. However, I was confident that with Karens help,
she would eventually come around. Also, I most assuredly would require
Lindas help, if the need arose. After all Linda and Stacy both, had
unique ways, of wrapping Grandma around their little fingers.
Even though Betty had given in earlier, when faced with her own
dilemma, I knew she'd probably be very stubborn when her own
grandchildren were involved.
Back in the Kitchen, Linda bounced in, showing her exuberance.
Meanwhile, her younger sister entered slowly, noticably aching from
her experience.
Betty watched warily, knowing something was amiss.
"Are you okay?" Betty asked, feeling the girls forehead, for traces of
a fever.
"I'm fine." Stacy replied. "I think I just over used a muscle, or
something."
Linda and I both smiled silently, at her choice of words.
My muscle was well used, but not quite over used.
Moments later, after the girls wolfed down their food, they rushed out
the door and left for school.
Dead silence, hung in the air, once Betty and I were left alone in the
room. She knew something was terribly different or wrong, but couldn't
quite put her finger on it.
Shortly after we'd both eaten, I heard the car pull into the driveway.
Karen was finally returning from work.
I left Betty alone in the kitchen, and went to greet Karen at the
door.
"Morning sunshine ....." I said, hoping she was in a good mood.
After a quick glance around, and seeing we were alone, she replied.
"You didn't .......?" She asked. "I mean ...... with LInda?"
"Nope." I stated, "I made a promise, and she's still untouched. But
she does seem quite anxious to do it."
Karen breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, she didn't ask about
Stacy.
I escorted her to the kitchen, and met Betty, already awaiting our
entrance.
"We need to discuss this right now." Betty stated bluntly, before her
daughter could speak a word. "There is something going on here, and I
don't particularly like it, one bit."
Immediately jumping to defend me, Karen fired back.
Look Mom." She said non chalantly. "What ever it is, I don't want to
hear it. James is a good man, and he's been trying to help us. If you
have a problem with that, too bad. I'm tired and hungry, so if this
can wait, please be so good as to hold your tongue."
Betty was shocked at her daughters words. Never before had she spoken
back to her Mom like this. Karen had finally come to understand my
extreme desires and needs, and she wasn't about to allow her Mom, to
spoil anything. She realized they were fortunate, having me stay there
with them, and she was willing to sacrifice whatever it took, to keep
the peace between us.
Frustrated by her daughters blindness, Betty placed the plate in front
of her, and left for her room in a huff.
"She'll soon learn." Karen said, smiling up at me. "She's stubborn,
but eventually, she'll cooperate."
"I don't know." I replied. "I think maybe she needs some training in
the room." I said. "And maybe a good piece of ass."
"Maybe later, after I get some sleep, I'll give you a hand." Karen
stated with a giggle. "Unless you can handle her alone. Just don't
wake me up. I'm really tired."
She then ate quickly, and headed to bed.
I cleaned up the dishes, and put away the leftover food.
When I was nearly finished, I was suddenly aware of anothers presence
in the kitchen.
When I turned to see who it was, I saw it was Betty.


Continued................


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