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The Loveable Ladies of Libido Lane
(C) by Erotin Thraller
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Chapter 15, Theresa

It was Sunday.  Brett and Marie made their weekly trip to the grocery store.  

Theresa went to Rick's room and peered in the door.  "Rick, are you 
interesting in using your camera a bit more?"

"I thought our sex toy was out shopping," he responded.

"I don't mean her," Theresa explained.  "Would you like to take some pictures 
of me?"

"Well, I guess," he sounded surprised.  "If that's what you want."

"Good, go set up in the family room, and I'll meet you there as soon as I can 
get ready."

Puzzled, Rick checked the batteries in his camera, inserted a new SD card, 
and went to the family room.  Theresa was already there, seated on the love 
seat.  "Holy moley!" he exclaimed when he realized she was dressed in a white 
blouse which was virtually transparent.  It was obvious she wore nothing 
under it, and since it was closed in front with a single button, most of her 
breasts were clearly visible.  So were her nipples, since the fabric was so 
sheer.  "I said I'd take your picture, but this is not what I expected.  Are 
you sure you want me to take pictures of you dressed like this?" he asked, 
almost in shock.

"I didn't ask for a lecture.  I asked if you'd take my picture.  But on one 
condition.  I get copies of every shot you take."

"Sure, I'll download them on to your computer, and then you can do whatever 
you want with them," he agreed.  He adjusted the camera nervously, then 
asked, "So what kind of pose do you want me?"

"What do you suggest?" she asked.  "You're the photographer."

"No," he parried, "I just take pictures."

"Well, let's try this," Theresa suggested, swinging her legs around to the 
side and lifting her feet up on to the love seat.  The position slid her 
skirt high above her knees and exposed the under side of most of her thighs.

"My gosh, Theresa," Rick exclaimed.  "That's some short skirt."  He smiled 
and added, "Or maybe I should say, 'Nice legs.'  And I do mean nice."

"Why, thank you, big brother," she laughed as he snapped the shutter.  He had 
the camera set for athletic events, so the shutter chattered, quickly making 
half a dozen pictures.

"Is that what you wanted," Rick asked.

"I don't know.  I'll look at it later.  Right now, let's take a few more 
...before I lose my nerve and run back to my room."

"Whatever you want, Sis.  Just remember, this was your idea."

Theresa swallowed nervously, then turned and sat up with her feet back on the 
floor.

"Damn, but that skirt is short," Rick quipped.  Then his eyes nearly popped 
when he realized that Theresa had opened the single button on her blouse, 
totally exposing her breasts.  "Oh, man!" he exclaimed.  "I didn't you know 
had boobs like that.  Holy crap, Sis.  You got great tits, if you'll pardon 
my language."

"You saw them that day those guys came and I ended up naked."

"I know, but I was so caught up in the general panic we all felt that, well, 
I didn't take time to really look at you.  But now ...you're great!"

"Just shoot the picture," Theresa instructed, "although I do appreciate the 
commentary."

Rick stared openly at his sister for several moments, then focused and 
pressed the button.  The shutter chattered again, taking several shots.  "Now 
what?" he asked.  

Theresa stood up and pushed her skirt partway down.  She was wearing nothing 
under her skirt, and her as soon as her pubic puff was exposed, she said, 
"Now."  

Rick took the picture before commenting.  Then he said, "If you weren't my 
sister, I'd already be trying to seduce you.  I mean, really!"

"Well, if you weren't my brother, you wouldn't be taking these pictures.  In 
fact, I still can't believe I'm doing this."  She paused a moment, then said, 
"I want one more, and I hope you don't get too excited."  Theresa stepped out 
of her skirt and kicked it aside, then she sat down and lifted one leg on to 
the seat and leaned her elbow on her knee.  Not only did that completely 
expose her breasts, but it also opened her pussy to full view.  The folds 
were neatly tucked in amidst a beautiful fluff of hair which perfectly 
matched her long blonde tresses.

"What a fantastic picture," Rick almost shouted as he held the button down 
while the shutter chattered again, taking at least a dozen pictures.  "Maybe 
I will print one of them and hang it on the wall of my room."

"You'll do no such thing," Theresa snapped.  

"I know.  I was only teasing."

"I'm sure you were," she laughed as she gathered up her skirt.  With a big 
smile, she kissed him on the cheek and said, "Thank you.  When you're ready, 
you can bring the photos to my room, and with that she marched upstairs with 
her bare bottom wiggling seductively.

"Man-O-Man!" Rick sputtered.  "Wonder what got into her?"  Then he retreated 
to his room and removed the SD card from his camera.  He sat down at his 
computer, alternately staring at the computer and the memory card in his 
hand.  Why am I so frustrated with taking these pictures? he asked himself.  
She has a great body, and I really would like to have these photos, if not on 
my wall, then at least on my computer.  Rats! he exclaimed finally as he 
stood, still holding the memory card.  Saying, Let's get this over with, he 
marched into Theresa's room.

She was still dressed as she had been for the last photo, or rather, she was 
still undressed and lying on her bed with her eyes closed.  The skirt was 
lying across the foot of the bed and her transparent blouse was still 
unbuttoned, leaving her breasts beautifully bare.  Her legs were spread 
slightly, and Rick quickly noted how moist her pubic hairs were.  This is one 
really turned-on girl, he thought.  "I brought you the pictures," he said.

"Thank you," she spoke softly, not opening her eyes.

"You want me to load them on your computer?"

"Would you, please?"  She raised slightly and looked at him, making no effort 
to cover herself.  As he inserted the SD card in the reader slot, she asked, 
"Rick, did you mean what you said about trying to seduce me?  When you were 
taking those pictures, did I really turn you on?"

"Theresa!" Rick protested.  "You're my sister, for cripe's sake."

"Just answer my question."

"Yes.  My body got all excited, and right now you're a major turn-on."  He 
paused, then added, "But I don't think we should be having this 
conversation."

"I disagree.  I think it is absolutely essential that we talk about this."  
She sat up on the edge of the bed.  "These past few weeks, everything we have 
done has been focused on sex.  I know, primarily it's because of what we've 
tend to call Marie's Affair.  But I think all this stuff has also shed some 
light on our own sexuality."

"Maybe."

"What you do mean, 'maybe'?  You've had sex with your mother, and I watched 
you screw Judith.  I mean, that's not exactly normal, is it?"

"So?" he asked.

"Well, we recently graduated from high school.  We're the same age, but you 
are so active sexually, and all this time I've been proud of successfully 
keeping boys out of my pants."

"You're still a virgin?" he asked, puzzled.

"Of course I am," she retorted.  "And until recently I was quite proud of it.  
Now, I'm not sure.  Like I told you earlier, I'm beginning to think our 
treatment of Marie is about to backfire.  We thought we could humiliate her 
into avoiding sex, but instead we seem to be turning her into an unstoppable 
sex machine.  You heard her say she's actually enjoying being a sex toy."

"I know, and that's weird."

"Apparently, something of the same thing has happened in reverse with Judith.  
She thought she could break Randy of his sexual appetite, but instead she's 
discovered her own love of sex, and now she can't get enough.  I couldn't 
believe how she screwed both you and Dad, and I think she would have 
continued with any other man who might have been there ...except for Randy."

"So what are you saying, that you want in on the action?  Are you trying to 
seduce me?"

"Well," for the first time she actually blushed.  "What is it they say?  
'Don't knock it if you haven't tried it'...?  Maybe it's time I got past this 
virginity thing.  Maybe I need to make up my own mind about what I want."  
She paused a moment, then stood up and said, "Okay, let's see those 
pictures."

Rick plugged the memory chip into the USB port, then manipulated the mouse 
until the first photo appeared on the screen.  Compared with the way Theresa 
was dressed at the moment, the photo was considerably more modest.  At least 
she was wearing a skirt, even though her breasts were quite visible through 
the sheer fabric of her blouse.  "That's nice," he said.

"Sexy, isn't it?" she smiled.  "Do you think I'm sexy, Rick?"

He thumbed on through the remaining pictures in which she had opened her 
blouse, removed her skirt, and finally spread her legs.  "I think you're way 
too sexy to be my sister," he grinned.

Just then, the sound of the garage door distracted them.  "Save those to the 
hard drive," Theresa instructed, "while I get dressed."

Rick moved the mouse again, and the computer whirred.  Still, he did not 
move.  Instead, he simply sat and watched as his sister removed the flimsy 
blouse and put on her bra and then a more substantial top.  She paid no 
attention to him until she started to step into her panties.  Then she paused 
and said, "Are you enjoying this?"  

"I need to think about it some more."

"Well, I just want you to know that I asked you to take the pictures because 
I trust you.  You're my brother, and that means we're closer than I've ever 
been with any other boy.  I think I could relax and enjoy sex with you.  And 
since you've already, well, sort of gotten past that hang-up with Marie...."

"I really didn't screw her," he protested.

"You stuck your dick up her ass!  That's sex, and I think you enjoyed it.  
I'm sure she did."

"Touché," he grinned.

"So, yes.  Think about it, and we'll talk more about it later."  She jerked 
up her panties and stepped into the same skirt she had worn earlier.

"That's an awfully short skirt, Sis.  Are you sure you want to wear it now?"

"I especially want to wear it now," she grinned, swishing her hips as she 
left the room, leaving Rick still sitting at her computer with an enormous 
erection bulging in his trousers.

As Theresa entered the kitchen, Marie was just lifting her dress over her 
head.  From her navel down, she was exposed and naked, as usual.  "Well," she 
said, as she finished removing her dress, "guess who we just saw at the 
store?"  Without waiting for a reply, she said, "Judith!  And she wants us 
all to get together again."

"That's interesting," Theresa replied.  "What does she have in mind?"

"Well, she was not very clear about any particular activities," Marie said 
with a sly smile, "but she suggested that this meeting be one in which all 
clothing is banned.  In other words, it's a nudie party."   Marie's smile 
indicated she thought this was a terrific idea, that she was definitely in 
favor of going, and that she was quite excited at the prospects.  

When Theresa did not respond immediately, Marie continued, "Your father and I 
thought we should speak with you before we agreed."

"You mean you've already talked with Dad about this?" Theresa replied, 
somewhat surprised.

"Oh, yes.  He was there when Judith proposed the idea.  You see, we were not 
sure how you would feel about it.  I mean, you're the only one who..., well, 
you kept your clothes that other time when we were together."  She waited for 
Theresa to respond.

Just then, Rick came into the kitchen.  "What's up?" he asked, noting the way 
his sister and Marie were staring at each other.  

Before either one could answer, Brett entered carrying a load of grocery 
bags.  "There is one more bag in the car," he announced.

"I'll get it," Marie volunteered.  

"The garage door is still open," he warned, "and..."  He indicated the fact 
that she was dressed in her required indoor attire, which was, of course, 
absolutely nothing.

"Oh, that's all right," she laughed.  "I've been out on the back deck like 
this, so why not out in the garage?"  And with that she was gone, leaving the 
other three staring after her.

"She's taking this nudity thing mighty casually, isn't she?" Rick observed.

"Yes," Theresa replied, "and now she tells me you're planning a nudist 
evening.  Who's idea is that ...hers or Judith's?  You do know about the 
clothing, don't you?"

Brett nodded, but Rick asked, "What about a nudie night?"

Brett answered his question.  "Judith wants us all to get together again, but 
this time no one is to wear any clothes.  Apparently she's really enjoying 
sex these days, and we're the only people besides her husband that she feels 
comfortable enough with to indulge herself."

"So she wants to screw us again?" Rick asked.  "Right?" 

Brett laughed.  "I wouldn't be surprised, but I don't know.  That wasn't 
mentioned."  He laughed, "That's not exactly the kind of thing you talk about 
in the supermarket aisle."

"What about the supermarket?" Marie asked as she set the grocery bag on the 
kitchen table.  She smiled, then adjusted the ring in her left breast, since 
the grocery bag and tipped it up above the nipple. 

"Are you the one who suggested a no-clothing night?" Rick asked her 
pointedly.

"Well," she hedged, "the idea sort of developed while Judith and I talked.  
That was before you came back with the yams.  Anyhow, I'm naked most of the 
time anyway, and that's the way she hosted the last meeting, so it seemed 
only natural to ask that everyone else come the same way, you know, au 
naturel."

"Well, I think it's a great idea," Rick replied.

"Fine with me," Brett agreed.

The three turned to Theresa.  "Your call," Brett stated flatly.

Theresa swallowed hard, then boldly announced, "Oh, sure, why not...."

"You're certain?" Marie asked.

"Read my hips!" she laughed as she sashayed out of the kitchen, swishing her 
short skirt.

"Wow!" exclaimed Brett.

"You don't know the half of it," Rick laughed, then returned to his room, 
leaving Brett and Marie staring after him.  After he was gone, Brett took 
Marie to the family room, where he required her to suck him off.  Sensing her 
opportunity, Theresa quietly returned to the kitchen and removed two ice 
cubes from the freezer, then returned to her room.  If anyone would have seen 
her, they would have recognized the stern look of sensual determination in 
her eyes.

Back in her room, she closed the door and locked it, then stripped off her 
blouse and bra.  Quickly, as if to do it before losing her nerve, she held 
the ice to her nipples until they were numb, then inserted a needle with 
floss through each of her breasts, much as she had previously done with 
Marie.  By the time the numbness abated from her nipples, each one had a 
double strand of floss threaded through it.  She smiled as she looked at 
herself in the mirror, then pulled on her bra and blouse.  For the next few 
minutes, she contented herself, or reassured herself, she wasn't sure which, 
by looking more closely at the photos Rick had taken of her earlier.  
Smiling, she finally said to herself, Yes, I am one hot chick!

By Wednesday evening, when Theresa arrived home from work, she determined 
that her nipples were sufficiently recovered for her to remove the floss.  
They hurt terribly when she replaced the floss with a pair of dangling 
earrings, a set she had intended for her mother when she purchased them.  
Then she put on a heavy shirt, to cover the fact that she was going without a 
bra.  Let's see how these affect me, she said to herself.  No one else in the 
household noticed what she had done, much to her pleasure.  By bedtime, she 
was so horny she started to go into Rick's room to show him what she had 
done, but afraid of his possible rebuff she changed her mind.  Instead, that 
night she slept naked.

Thursday morning, she decided to go once again without a bra, even though it 
was a work day.  She selected blouse which was heavy enough to conceal her 
newly-adorned breasts.  She felt totally wicked, knowing that her nipples 
would tingle and maybe even sting much of the day, but no one at work would 
know.  She hoped she could concentrate on her job.

Her mother was naked as usual, preparing breakfast.  "I have a problem," she 
laughed when she saw Theresa come in.  "We're having that get-together 
Saturday night, and I don't have a thing to wear."  For her, it was a big 
joke, and she laughed loud and long.

"Yes, you do," Theresa reminded her.  "You have your nip-rings, and I have a 
couple of new earrings for you to wear."

"Oh, that's nice of you," she replied.  "Thank you.  Now, what will you 
wear?"

"I'll think of something," Theresa laughed.  "Maybe some nail polish or a bit 
of lipstick.  Something exotic."  The conversation made her nervous, so she 
decided not to press it further.  "Where is this gathering to be held?  Here?  
Or at the neighbors?"

"It will be here, of course.  At least, that's what I suggested.  Now, if you 
have a different idea, then I will certainly not insist."

"How about the city park?" Theresa asked.  When Marie frowned, Theresa 
laughed and said, "No, here is just fine.  I was only wondering how far you 
are willing to take this nudie thing."

Meanwhile, Brett was developing his own ideas for Saturday night.  It was 
time, he decided, to remind Marie that she was their sex toy.  She's been 
getting a bit too comfortable with her new-found sexuality.  So I think we'll 
have her and Randy put on a little show for the rest of us.  Then, on the 
spur of the moment, he phoned Judith and spoke with her about various 
possibilities for how they could treat Randy and Marie that night.  Together, 
they agreed on a plan and agreed that they should begin making a few very 
special preparations that afternoon.  When he hung up the phone, Brett 
couldn't resist a sadist little chuckle.

All Rick could think about was how beautiful Judith looked, and now she was 
coming to his home and would probably would want to screw him again.  It was 
almost too good to be true.  He could hardly wait.

Saturday came, and all four took turns showering.  Marie took special care to 
oil her skin and insert her nip-rings.  Brett complimented her on how nice 
they looked, and Theresa gave her a new pair of earrings which did indeed 
dangle all the way down to her shoulders.  By noon, she was already prancing 
around the house, wearing her new jewelry and anxiously awaiting the party.

Brett and Rick remained dressed, not quite sure what the protocol was for a 
nudist party.  After conferring with each other, they decided their guests 
would have to be dressed when they arrived, since they certainly were not 
about to parade down the street naked.  So they would wait, and all of them 
could undress together.

That was the conclusion Theresa also reached on her own.  Plus, she had 
planned her own little surprise.  She chose an attractive pair of silver 
earrings, large and heavy.  Then she took the little silver bells which she 
had purchased for Marie but had never given to her.  Watching carefully in 
the mirror, she inserted the bell hanger-hook through her own recently-
pierced nipples.  Rolling her shoulders, her breasts bounced and rolled, 
causing the little bells to jingle merrily.  She took a couple of steps, and 
with each one the bells rang out.  This, she announced to herself, is going 
to be a very special night.

At mid-afternoon, Brett called the other three into the family room.  "I have 
an agreement worked out with Judith for tonight," he began.  Somewhat 
surprised, the other three gave him their full attention.  "Marie, this 
especially affects you, since you are our sex toy."

He waited for her response, but when none was forthcoming, he continued.  
"Marie, you are now required to go to the bathroom and give yourself an 
enema."  

"A what?" she exploded.

"You heard me," he replied calmly, "and because of the defiant attitude you 
exhibited just then, you will be required to repeat the process.  After 
you've given yourself an enema, you will give yourself a second one.  I want 
you absolutely, positively and totally cleaned out inside."

"But... why?" she asked, then quickly added, "Please note that I did not 
refuse.  I am simply wondering what's the purpose?"

"Listen, Slut, it's not my intention to explain my orders.  You are simply to 
obey.  Got that?"

"Yes, Sir," she replied, suddenly meek.

"Then go now, and tend to your duties."

After she was gone, Rick said, "I suppose that means Judith is giving Randy 
similar instructions?"

"Very perceptive," Brett smiled.  "And I'll explain why a little later.  I 
think you will find it very interesting, and you'll certainly want to keep 
your camera handy tonight."

 Marie considered the entire process utterly gross, but she filled the enema 
bag with warm water solution, then lay across the edge of the bathtub until 
it had all drained into her butt.  She was barely able to straddle the stool 
before her bowel unloaded.  She cleaned herself, then repeated the process, 
as Brett required.  That time most of what she expelled was liquid.  An hour 
and a half later, as she returned to the family room, she felt quite hollow 
inside, both physically and emotionally.  Brett smiled in recognition, then 
instructed her to bend over so he could inspect her bottom.  She turned her 
back to him and leaned over, then gasped as he inserted his finger deep into 
her rectum.  

"Not bad," he replied.  "Now you are forbidden to eat or drink anything until 
I say you may."

"Yes, Sir," she replied.  

Brett then removed his finger and replaced it with the vibrator egg.  "All 
right, straighten up and turn around."  She complied.  "Tell me when you feel 
this," he instructed as he turned on the remote.  

"Now, Sir.  I feel it nowww."

"Good, we'll just leave it like that."  

"You're going to keep it running in me?" she asked.

Brett simply smiled and slipped the remote back in his pocket.  "You may go 
now.  Make yourself pretty for tonight." 

"Yes, Sir."

Judith and Randy arrived right on time.  Brett insisted that Marie answer the 
bell.  "And don't hide behind the door.  Stand out there where they can see 
you."  She complied willingly, obviously quite excited about the evening, in 
spite of her recent enema.  Nothing was said about the egg which was 
vibrating inside her.  It kept her sexually excited, but being in her rectum 
it was not enough to bring her to orgasm. 

"My, you look nice," Judith said sweetly as she scanned Marie's naked body.  
"Randy, get out of those sweats right now."  Randy obeyed immediately and 
soon became the second naked person in the group.  Judith wore a very short 
dress which appeared to be held closed by a single belt tied at the waist.  
It was obvious she wore nothing under it, but she kept it on when she saw 
that everyone else was still clothed.

"Well, to get things started," Theresa announced, "if you'll gather in the 
family room, I'll get us some wine.  Does that sound good?"

"Perfect," Judith smiled, pushing Randy along to get him moving.

Marie scooted ahead, wiggling her naked body seductively.

"I'll help you choose the bottles," Brett said softly to Theresa.

"Bottles?" she asked.

"We'll need several.  I'll explain later.  Oh, and we'll only need four 
glasses"

Puzzled, Theresa went along with his instructions.

In the family room, Theresa poured two full glasses from one bottle, while 
Brett filled the other two from a second bottle.  

"That leaves about two glasses in each of those bottles, doesn't it?" he 
asked.

"Looks about right," Judith agreed.  "Will that be enough?"

"If not, we have more."  His face developed a crooked little smirk as he 
asked, "Do you want to give the instructions, or shall I?"

"You're the host," she said.  "Go ahead."

"All right, Marie and Randy, lie down on the floor, you know, like you were a 
kid doing exercises.  Remember how you used to stick your legs up in the air 
and pretend to ride a bicycle?  Well, do it now."

Awkwardly, both Randy and Marie lay side by side on the floor and hoisted 
their legs in the air.  Neither had the nerve to ask the point or purpose.  
They merely obeyed, as was required of them.

"Now, spread your legs, and show us your ass."

Both went through a series of erotic maneuvers, showing off their privates. 

"You're free to touch yourselves," Judith explained.  "In fact, I think it 
would be fun to watch you masturbate."

Humiliated at being so totally exposed, neither said anything, but both began 
fingering themselves.  Randy was eventually able to bring himself erect, but 
Judith did not allow him to climax.  "We'll save that for later," she told 
him.  Brett increased the intensity of the egg vibrating in Marie, and she 
began to buck and bounce with increasingly sensual reactions.  Just before 
she might have climaxed in orgasm, he turned off the power.

"Now," instructed, "pull your feet all the way up to your ears, and push your 
ass high in the air."

"Isn't that a lovely view?" Judith laughed.

Rick and Theresa sat on the couch, somewhat dumbfounded, not sure what was 
going on.  It was obvious this was what Brett had arranged previously with 
Judith.  It became more surprising when Judith and picked up a wine bottle.  
Brett pulled the wire and removed the egg from Marie's rectum, then he picked 
up the other wine bottle.

"You wanted your wine, so here it is," Brett announced.  "And you are not to 
spill any of it on the carpet."  With that he quickly tipped his bottle and 
inserted its neck where the egg had been, pushing it well down into Marie's 
ass.  The wine began to drain very slowly, from the bottle into her bowel.  
Judith did the same with Randy.  "This may take a little while, since the 
bottle has to get air, but who's in a hurry anyway...."  With that, both Brett 
and Judith settled down in chairs and picked up their wine glasses.  "Here's 
to fun and games," Brett laughed.  

Eventually, after both bottles were empty, as well as the glasses, Theresa 
opened the other bottles and re-filled the glasses.  Judith and Brett removed 
the empty bottles from the upended pair on the floor and replaced the bottles 
with another set of half-full ones.  Randy and Marie continued to hold their 
bottoms in the air, accepting another infusion of wine into their bowels.

"When these are empty, they will have had about four glasses each," Brett 
explained.  "Do you think that's enough?"

"Who knows?" Judith smiled.  "We'll just have to wait and see."

It was enough.  Before the second bottle was empty, Marie was giggling almost 
uncontrollably.  She was obviously drunk to the point of being silly.

Brett laughed.  "Someone told me once that a person can get drunk without 
actually drinking alcohol.  One simply absorbs it through the intestines, and 
it can happen much quicker than simply drinking the wine."  Marie's bottle 
was empty before Randy's, so Brett removed it and replaced the bottle with a 
large butt plug.  Then he told her she could sit up, providing she did not 
let any wine leak out.  "Squeeze tight," he ordered.

Marie sat up, looked around, then giggled some more.  "Everybody's upside 
down," she laughed.  "What happened?"

By that time, Randy's bottle was empty, and he was fitted with a similar butt 
plug before being permitted to sit up.  Somewhat more sullen than Marie, he 
showed similar signs of being tipsy.  "That's fine," Judith noted.  "We don't 
want them sloppy drunk, just enough to have fun."

"What's next?" Rick asked.

"Well, if you have some soft cords, let's tie them together.  They always 
wanted to be close.  This is their chance, except they won't be able to enjoy 
one another with all that wine sloshing around inside them."  

"You are really mean," Brett laughed.  "You know that?"

"Oh, you don't know the half of it.  I also brought a can of lemonade mix.  
Maybe Theresa could fix up a large pitcher of it.  We'll have their eyeballs 
floating before this evening's done."  

Rick simply sat listening, amazed at watching Judith work.  Theresa went to 
the kitchen and mixed the lemonade.  Marie and Randy both appeared too much 
affected by the wine to be quite aware of what Judith had just explained.  
They sat on the floor smiling awkwardly at each other.

Rick procured several strips torn from an old sheet.  "I remembered having 
these out in the garage," he grinned.  "I suppose this is as good a use for 
them as any."

Working together - it took all four of them to control Randy and Marie - they 
had them stand side by side, then tied Randy's left arm securely to Marie's 
right arm.  Then they tied the cords around their arms at their shoulders, 
and likewise tied their legs at the crotch and the ankles.  Thus bound, it 
was not possible for them to sit or move around, since both were too tipsy-
drunk to move steadily.

"You'd better hold still," Brett warned, "or you'll fall down, and that will 
hurt."

"And remember," Judith warned as Theresa gave them each a large plastic glass 
of lemonade, "no peeing on the carpet."  Now quite thirsty, as a result of 
their earlier enemas, both drank the lemonade quickly, and Theresa refilled 
their glasses.

"This should be an interesting evening," Brett smiled.

"Shall we make it more interesting?" Judith asked.  She smiled seductively 
and untied the sash on her dress.  Indeed, she was beautiful beneath the 
dress because everything under it was Judith.  Brett and Rick were both 
instantly aroused.  The erotic effect not lost on Theresa, but she simply 
stood at one end of the room, knowing her turn would come eventually.  

Judith suddenly demanded, "Well, come on, guys, get out of your clothes.  
This is supposed to be a nudist party.  Remember?"

Hesitant at first, the two men peeled off their shirts, then dropped their 
pants exposing very enormous erections.

"My, my, do you carry those around like that all the time?" Judith asked with 
a sensuous smile.  Or do I really have that much effect on you?" 

"You are a very pretty lady," Rick replied.

"Thank you, my lad," Judith smiled, then leaned over and kissed the tip of 
his tool.  When she straightened up, she turned to Theresa.  "Well, you're 
the only one here still dressed."

Theresa suddenly realized that all eyes were on her.  It was now or never, 
and since she had planned well ahead for this evening, she made the most of 
it.  Catching her breath in a search for courage, she took another sip of her 
wine, then stepped out of her skirt.  Brett's eyes popped when he realized 
how nice his daughter looked in areas he had seldom seen since she was a 
toddler.  Then she unbuttoned her blouse, smiled at them broadly, and quickly 
held it open as she twisted her shoulders abruptly causing her breasts to 
sway and the little silver bells to ring merrily.

"Wow, Sis!  When you put on a show, you really do it right!" Rick exclaimed, 
his erection bouncing merrily.

Judith reached down and gripped his erection with her hand.  "I'm going to 
get me some of that tonight," she whispered to him as she kissed him lightly 
on the cheek.  "But first, I suppose we could share some of those snacks I 
brought?"

Theresa apologized for not getting them out sooner, but they all agreed that 
this was the appropriate time to enjoy the food.  As they set up the snack 
trays, Judith stopped in front of Randy and Marie.  "Don't think you're going 
to be left out," she smiled.  "I brought you a dish of popcorn and peanuts.  
I'm sure they'll taste good."

Brett raised his eyebrows at her, catching her attention.  Judith whispered 
to him, "Don't worry.  I gave them double the usual amount of salt.  Sure 
enough, within minutes of sampling the nuts, both Randy and Marie were 
reaching for another glass of lemonade.  "Is that enough?" Judith asked.  
"There's plenty more."  Marie shook her head, realizing that her bladder was 
beginning to fill, as well as her bowel, and she was already starting to feel 
uncomfortable.

Conversation and snacks did not last very long, as Rick and Judith kept 
repeatedly eyeing one another.  Eventually, Judith spoke up.  "All right, 
this has dragged out long enough."  She pulled Rick from his chair and on to 
the floor.  Almost before he was aware of what was happening, Judith impaled 
herself on his erect shaft and was joyously bouncing up an down.  Within 
minutes, both of them came.  Theresa felt strange pangs within her and 
noticed that her father was holding his erection with both hands.  They 
looked nervously at each other and almost simultaneously shook their heads, 
agreeing that they wanted somehow to become involved.

After the heavy breathing on the floor was finished, Judith retreated to the 
bathroom to clean up.  Rick wiped himself with one of the unused cloth strips 
he had brought from the garage.  Then he sat down beside Theresa.  "We have a 
problem, Sis," he whispered

"I know," she replied softly.

"How will you handle it?"

"Well, I'm not going to screw my own father."  She paused a moment, the 
added, "And as pretty as Judith is, I'm not comfortable with that lesbian 
stuff." 

"And you're my sister," he muttered under his breath.

"I know."  She continued to whisper, "So let's be careful."

Rick rose then as Judith returned to the room, pulled her into his arms and 
kissed her deeply.

"Wow, what was that all about?" she asked.

"As if you didn't know, Lady.  You are one terrific neighbor.  I can't 
believe your husband would ever want to cheat on you."

"Neither do I," Brett agreed.

Judith smiled and sat on the arm of his chair, then reached down and jiggled 
his erection between her thumb and finger.  "Give me a minute to collect 
myself, and we'll take a turn together," she laughed.

"I can hardly wait."

"So I see."  She looked across the room at Randy and Marie, "By the way, do 
either of you need any more lemonade?"  Both shook their heads desperately.  
"Well, then," she continued, rising and crossing the room to them, "have more 
peanuts.  She pushed a handful into Randy's mouth, who mumbled incoherently 
as he chewed.  

Marie reached into the dish, "I'll take my own, thank you, rather than have 
you stuff them in."

"That's a good girl," Judith said, patting her stomach.  "We want you well 
stuffed for what comes later."  Turning to Theresa she said, "I hope you'll 
keep them well supplied with lemonade while I'm busy."  Then with a big 
smile, she turned back to Brett and asked, "Well, Neighbor, are you ready?"  
As he rose from his chair, she stretched out on the carpet and spread her 
legs.  "Do me good," she instructed.  "Do me real good."

Theresa had trouble keeping her hands from between her legs.  She glanced at 
her brother and saw his erection had already returned.  Rising and walking 
past him slowly, she whispered, "Don't waste that.  I want you to come to my 
room tonight after Dad has gone to bed."

Randy and Marie stood silently watching as Brett pounded his meat into 
Judith, who were both too caught up in the passion of sex to pay any 
attention to anyone else in the room.  Randy and Marie, on the other hand, 
were both squirming and breathing heavily, as they watched the couple 
copulating on the carpet, obviously filled with the discomfort of so much 
wine and lemonade.

"Oh, wow!" Judith exclaimed, when Brett finally rolled off of her on to the 
floor.  "Twice now I've had father and son.  And both times I've thoroughly 
enjoyed myself.  No," she laughed, "I've thoroughly enjoyed you men.  I wish 
I could have you every night!  Wow!"

Theresa crossed her legs, anxious and nervous and uncertain how she was going 
to contain herself until after their guests were gone.  Judith pulled herself 
to her feet and went to clean up again.  "I didn't have to do this when Randy 
screwed me.  He never generated enough excitement in me to get me very 
juiced-up."  She left the room laughing.

When she returned, she spoke so all could hear, "I see that it's dark 
outside.  Why don't we adjourn to the deck, if that's all right with our 
hosts.  I think our two sex toys might enjoy a little time to play with each 
other.

Marie and Randy looked quickly at each other, obviously nervous and fearful 
about what lay in store for them, but they remained quiet as the others came 
to untie them. 

"Here," Judith said mischievously to Theresa, as she reached around Randy's 
thigh to untie the cord, "will you hold this out of the way?"  She lifted his 
semi-erect penis and held it up for Theresa to take it.  Theresa smiled as 
she took his member in here hand, then grinned up at him as she gave it a 
couple of squeezes.

"Oh," he complained.  "I'm so full.  That hurts."

"Oh, poor boy," Judith laughed.

Brett led the procession out on to the deck and reminded them to keep the 
noise down, lest they attract the attention of any of their next-door 
neighbors.  Thus far, neither Randy nor Marie had uttered a word, but they 
continued to follow instructions as they were pushed off the deck out on to 
the back lawn.  "Out there," Brett advised them, "you're free to make all the 
mess you want.  You don't have to worry any more about leaking wine on the 
carpet."

"So what are we to do?" Randy asked.

"You wanted to screw Marie.  Well, there she is.  I doubt that anyone here 
will object if you go right ahead and do her now."  Judith paused a moment, 
then added, "Even if she objects, you go right ahead.  I want to watch.  Now, 
do it!"

Randy turned to Marie, then knelt on the lawn and pulled her down on to the 
grass with him.  "I'm not sure if I can," he whimpered softly.

"We don't really have a choice, do we?" Marie asked, then rolled on to her 
back and pulled him atop her.  A moment later, she almost screamed, "Oh!  
That hurts!  All that stuff inside me.... Ahhh!"

There was an audible pop, followed by loud gurgles.

"Oh, my word!" Marie exclaimed.  "The plug came out, and I'm making a mess 
everywhere!"

"Ahhhgggggrrr!" Randy roared in pain.

"Oh, no!  You're leaking stuff all over me!" Marie complained.  "It's sticky!  
And it stinks!"

The other four pulled chairs up to the edge of the deck so they could see as 
best they could in the dim light from the house.  It was hard to keep from 
laughing too loudly as the two beleaguered lovers groped each other in the 
slime they had excreted on to the freshly-mowed lawn.  It was hard to tell in 
the darkness, but they knew grass clippings were clinging all over their 
naked bodies, and the slime of bowel-borne wine and urine mixed with the 
aromas of their sex, creating a potpourri of misery in which they wallowed.  
Their long-awaited sexual union was a farce. 

"How long shall we make them wear their new costumes," Brett asked.

"Why don't we just have them sleep together out here on the deck tonight?" 
Judith suggested.

"What about us?" he asked.

"What about 'us'?" she repeated.  "Do you really I could go home and just 
leave him here?"

"No...," Brett agreed.

"Oh, Dummy," she exclaimed.  "I'm trying to get you to say I can spend the 
night with you."

"I like that."

"And I brought two pair of handcuffs.  We'll fasten these two to the railing 
here and let them have at it all night, if they want."  She paused, then 
added with a laugh, "Providing they can tolerate how they smell."

So it was that sometime later, Theresa realized all was quiet.  She had been 
sitting in the darkness on her bed for some time, listening to the sounds of 
lovemaking coming from her father's room.  Judith was not quiet when she 
came, and from the noise she was apparently having repeated orgasms.  The 
persistent ache in Theresa's loins had not gone away.  Instead, she was 
increasingly desperate to have it relieved.  That's when her brother slipped 
quietly into the room and closed the door.  He was as naked as she.

"You said you wanted me tonight?" he asked.

"Oh, yes," she exclaimed as she stretched out on the bed.  "Come and lie here 
beside me."

Rick sat on the edge of the bed.  In the dim light, he could barely make out 
the features of his sister's naked body.  She was lovely, and it was 
tremendously exciting to think about why she had invited him into her room.  
Especially tonight.  The entire evening had been one intense sexual orgy, and 
the sounds emitting from their father's room it was rather obvious the orgy 
had not yet ended.  At least not for Brett and Judith. 

"You know I love you," Theresa whispered softly.

"Of course," he replied.  "I'm your brother."

"And you know that I trust you," she continued.

"Yes, that's what you told me when we took those pictures."

"So does that tell you why I asked you to come to me tonight?"

"I think so."

"Then lie here beside me.  I want you to hold me."

Rick swung his legs around and lay back on the bed beside his sister.  She 
turned on her side and pulled him to her, pressing the full length of her 
naked body against his, suddenly aware of his erection being squeezed against 
her stomach.  Her loins tingled with nervous excitement.  

"You know what I want?" she asked.  "Don't you?"

"I think so," he replied, still feeling awkward about what they were doing, 
wanting her, loving her, and somehow feeling responsible for her.

"I made it all the way through high school without losing my virginity.  Now, 
before I go to college, I don't want to lose it.  I want to give it away.  I 
want to give it to you...."  She held very still, awaiting his response.

"You don't know how much that means to me," Rick finally spoke.  "It's a gift 
I could never deserve."  He paused a moment longer, then whispered, "Let's 
try this."  He shifted his weight to make room for his hand between their 
stomachs, and then gently ran his finger in her pubic hair.  As his fingers 
reached further own, she spread her legs to make room for his hand.  

It was an almost automatic reaction, not consciously planned, but she was so 
anxious to be touched that she just did it.  "Ooh!" she exclaimed softly.  
"You just hit my tickle bone."

"I don't think that's what it's called," Rick laughed softly.  "Did it feel 
good?"

"Wonderful," she exclaimed.

"Want me to do it some more?" he asked.

"Please.  Yes, more."

Gently, ever so slowly, he massaged her clit, occasionally inserting a finger 
or two into her slit.  She responded ardently, wrapping both her arms around 
his shoulders, pressing her breasts against his chest, and eventually just 
giving in to the thrill of what his fingers were doing.  Thrusting her pelvis 
against his hand, she lost all desire to be gentle.  

"Harder," she demanded.  "Do it harder!"  And a moment later she found 
release from all the tension that had been building throughout the weeks 
Marie had been living naked in their midst.  It was her first orgasm to share 
with anyone else, and it made those puny ones she created with her own 
fingers hardly worth remembering.  "Ooooooohhh!" she moaned.  "That's soooo 
gooood.  Rick, I love you so much."  Vibrations continued within her for 
several minutes, as she kept his hand trapped within her between her clamped 
legs.  It was several minutes before she finally began to relax.

"I take it that was good for you," he whispered teasingly.

"Oh, yes."

"Well, I thought we could share that, and you could still keep your virginity 
for a real lover," he explained.  "You know I wanted you, but I think this is 
better."

"I think so, too," she agreed.  Then she pushed him backward on the bed.  
"Now, let me return the favor."  She started to lean down over him, but he 
protested.

"I thought I just said we would not have sex together."

"Listen, Rick, the President of the United States said what I'm about to do 
is not having real sex, so just shut up and enjoy."  Then she opened her 
mouth, and in one downward stroke she swallowed his full length.  For a 
moment, she held very still, amazed that she had done it, amazed that the 
taste in her mouth was not unpleasant at all, amazed at feeling her brother's 
erection come to life and move within her.  She pulled back a bit and ran her 
tongue over the tip, and when he gasped she knew she was doing it right.  Up 
and down she pumped, closing her lips tight over his shaft and occasionally 
pulling him in and down into her throat.  In those few minutes she expressed 
all her love and appreciation for her brother through the sensations she 
tried hard to create for him, and when he bucked beneath her she strained 
hard not to let him escape from her mouth.  The stream of sperm momentarily 
choked her, but she quickly swallowed.  Then swallowed again.  He writhed 
beneath her, thrashing about in joyous ecstasy.  

"Oh," he gasped, "I hope tonight was as good for you as it was for me.  Thank 
you."

"No, thank you," Theresa sighed, holding his wilting erection in her hand and 
kissing the tip, then licking up the last remaining droplets."  She looked 
deeply into his eyes, then said, "I think we will want to do this again."

They lay together for awhile, then were aroused by noises from outside.

"It sounds like Marie is complaining," Rick observed.  "Shall we go see 
what's going on?"

As they slipped quietly down the hallway, Theresa giggled, "I know we ran 
around all evening like this, but it still seems weird to be out here without 
any clothes."

By the light of the moon on the back deck, they could see Randy and Marie 
struggling together, attempting to twist their bodies as they lay on the 
deck.  They were handcuffed with their hands together behind their backs so 
that it was impossible for them to face each other.  Even though they were 
both naked and could feel each other, they were unable to enjoy each other's 
bodies or have any sexual contact.  

"Doesn't look like they're having much fun, does it?" Randy whispered.

"Wonder if the smell has gone away yet?"

"Probably not until they get their morning shower."

"I thought I heard Judith say she would spray them down in the morning before 
they can come in the house," Theresa giggled.

"That ought to be fun to watch."

"If I wake up early enough to see it."

He paused several moments, then asked, "You want to sleep alone tonight?  Or 
together?"

"Together," Theresa whispered.  "Your room." 

Still sated from their previous sexual experiences of the day, they simply 
cuddled together comfortably and within a few minutes were sleeping soundly.

Muffled screams woke Rick, and as he awoke he became aware that he was not 
alone in bed.  He was cuddled spoon-like with a naked girl.  He knew she was 
naked because he was holding her breast in his hand, and when he tried to 
turn over he realized his semi-erect member was securely held in the grip of 
her hand.  

"What was that noise?" he asked.  

Sleepily, Theresa sat up, still holding her brother's penis firmly in her 
grasp.  "It sounded like our sex toy," she laughed.  Then she bounded out of 
bed, "Come on!  Let's see what's happening."

They ran down the hallway to the back door, then began laughing as they 
watched the naked Judith spraying Randy and Marie with the garden hose as 
they huddled together on lawn.  Fortunately for them, Judith was using a soft 
spray, more intent on washing grass clippings from their naked bodies than 
trying to hurt them.  She repeatedly instructed them to turn around until, 
eventually, they were clean enough to satisfy her.  After she turned off the 
hose, the unlocked the handcuffs and gave them each a towel.

"Dry off," she instructed them, "and then you can come inside."

Shivering, the two stood awkwardly in the hallway, looking sheepishly at Rick 
and Theresa.  "I'm freezing," Marie insisted.  "It was so cold out there last 
night."

Brett came around the corner just then.  "Do you think they've had enough?" 
he asked.

"I think we've done all the damage we can for this weekend," Judith agreed.  
"And I'm hungry."  She smiled suddenly as she said, "I tell you what ...I know 
a restaurant that serves a great Sunday morning brunch.  Brett, Rick, 
Theresa, breakfast is on me, if you'll go with me wearing what you came to 
the party in last night."

"You mean, wearing 'nothing'?" Theresa asked.

"No, of course not.  I mean what you were wearing when you arrived."

"Okay, I can do that."  Theresa remembered that her skirt and blouse were 
adequate, and all she would be missing is underwear.  

"What about us?" Randy asked.

"Well, I guess that's up to you," Judith smiled.  "Except everyone's already 
agreed to wear what they had on when they came to our little party last 
night.  So, if you don't mind going that way, then you're welcome to come."  
She smiled, "Or we can leave you two here alone for a couple of hours."  She 
grinned at Brett, and he nodded in agreement.

"What you do is up to you," he laughed.  "I think you've earned that 
privilege."

"Uh, oh," Judith muttered.  "I just realized what I was wearing when you 
came."  She had pulled on the short dress.  It was hanging open, leaving her 
naked body still mostly exposed.  "And now I can't find the belt to this 
dress."

"You used it to tie Randy last night," Theresa reminded her, and with that 
clue the missing belt was found.  Even so, Judith was only slightly more 
modest after she pulled her dress closed over her full breasts and tied the 
belt around her waist.  

"Whatever," she mused as they headed for the garage.  Theresa looked back as 
she closed the door and smiled slightly as she saw Marie and Randy staring 
awkwardly at each other.  

At the restaurant table, as the four ate brunch, a new agreement was 
arranged.  Rick and Theresa would soon leave for college.  Brett and Judith 
decided they enjoyed one another's company enough to continue regular...  "What 
shall we call them?" Judith asked.

"Visitations.  How about that.  Visitations, like an open house ...all the 
time," Brett suggested.   And so it was agreed.

"Or," Judith agreed, "we could call it an open marriage."

"What about Marie?" Theresa asked.  "And Randy?  Are we letting them have 
their way now?"

"No way!"  Judith and Brett exclaimed simultaneously.  

"Oh, let's allow them to have a little fun together now and then," Judith 
suggested, "but there's no way I'm letting him off the hook for what he did.  
I mean, if he had really wanted to screw Marie, then he should have asked me 
if I would mind.  Isn't that right, Brett?"

"Exactly.  So let's keep our contracts en force, at least for now."  Brett 
smiled at Rick and Theresa, "Meanwhile, we still have a sex toy in our house.  
Agreed?"

"Agreed."

~~~~~
Continued in Chapter 16

NOTE:  I'm open to suggestions for what should happen between Rick & Theresa.
Let me know what you would like to have happen between these twins.

Send your ideas to:  erotinthraller@gmail.com




  
Chapter 15, Theresa