
THE MEASURE OF MAN

An Epic by Gil Gamesh

Chapter Twenty-Five

As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things; day and night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice. Let your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water, cherish the little child that holds your hand, and make your wife happy in your embrace; for this too is the measure of man.

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CAST OF CHARACTERS:
Kieran Stuart, 43; Siobhan Stuart, 42; Kavan Stuart, 16; Arial Stuart, 14 (and ½); Kerry Stuart, 11 (almost 12)

Kathryn Jenssen, 17, Lauren Andersen, 51

TELLING THE STORY:
Kieran Stuart

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(KIERAN)

I was in the basement working on the truck Kavan and I were restoring for him when Siobhan called down for me to take a telephone call on the extension.

“Who is it?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” she answered. “It’s a woman but I don’t recognize her voice.”

When I said hello into the phone, a woman responded, “This is Lauren. Do you remember me?”

I was struck dumb for a moment, hearing her voice after so many years. Memories a quarter-century old came rushing back to me.

“I’ve never forgotten you. I never will,” I responded. “How are you and Paul and Marie….and Stuart?”

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About an hour later, I climbed the stairs. Siobhan immediately picked up my somber mood. I didn’t know what to say but I knew I had to tell her about Paul and Lauren and their kids.

“You were on the phone for a long time,” she said. “Who was it?”

I took a deep breath. “It was Lauren.”

“Lauren who?”

“Lauren Andersen, who was married to Paul Andersen. I told you about them years ago.”

She searched her memory for a moment and I could tell when she realized who Lauren and Paul Andersen were.

“Sit down,” she said, gesturing at the kitchen table. “I think you want to talk to me, don’t you? I’ll fix us a cup of tea.”

After she poured two cups of tea, she pulled out a chair and sat down across from me. She looked at me, waiting.

“I don’t know where to begin,” I said. “I think my life – and yours – is about to change in a way I’d never anticipated.”

“You said Lauren, who was married to Paul. Start there and tell me about them.”

“Paul’s dead. He died of cancer about a year ago. He and Lauren were still married when he died. Their kids, Marie and Stuart, are both married. Marie’s in Alaska with her husband and children. Stuart and his wife and son Paul are in the same town in Oregon as Lauren.”

“Who’s Stuart?  And I thought you said Paul died,” she said, confused with my answer.

“Yes, the Paul I knew is dead. Lauren’s a grandmother. Stuart is their son. I told you years ago that they named him after me. I just didn’t tell you that they took my last name and gave it to their son as his first name. And Stuart - Stuart Andersen - and his wife Joanne have a son they named Paul, after his grandfather. Paul and Lauren also had an older daughter named Marie. I met them when I helped Lauren with Marie while Paul was away working.”

“How did she find you after all these years?” she asked.

“Lauren took a chance that my parents were still living in the same place. They gave her my address and telephone number.”

My wife looked at me for a minute or so. When I saw her smiling at me, I knew it was going to be OK.

“You’ve got to tell me, you know,” she said.

“When Stuart was eighteen, Paul and Lauren told him that Paul wasn’t his biological father. They told him about Paul’s fertility problems and that both he and Marie were conceived with sperm donors.”

“How did Stuart react?”

“She said he had some difficulty with it but, about a week later, he went to Paul, hugged him and said, ‘You’re my real Dad.’ After that there were no problems. When Stuart and his wife had a child, a boy, they named him Paul, after his grandfather. She said having a grandson probably added a year to his life.”

“But there are problems now, aren’t there?” my wife asked.

“Not really, I guess. A couple of years ago, when Paul found out he wasn’t going to beat the cancer, he and Stuart got to be even closer than before. They talked a lot. Finally, Paul decided to tell him about me.”

“Why didn’t Stuart call you? Why did Lauren make the call?”

“She didn’t tell Stuart she was going to call me. She wanted to talk to me first. Stuart wants to meet me. She said he’s unsure whether I’ll accept him or reject him. He doesn’t want to cause any problems for anyone.”

My wife reached across the table and put her hand on mine.

“We’ve got to talk, to decide what’s the right thing to do,” she said. “But my first thought to you is that you should call Stuart. When you do, you should invite him and his family – and Lauren – to come for a visit. You could take a week’s vacation and we could all spend it at the cabin.”

“There’s more. Stuart is a brilliant young man. He graduated from college at twenty with a degree in chemistry. He had a Ph.D. by age twenty-four. He’s finishing up a research project at the college now and he’s looking for work as a research chemist. Lauren wants to move back close to here. She was from a small town about an hour away. Stuart knows the college here has a good chemistry reputation and the research park has some great companies. He thinks this would be a good place for him to start his career.”

“They might relocate here? Permanently?” she asked.

“I don’t know about permanently but at least for the foreseeable future.”

Siobhan looked at me carefully, considering the ramifications of that. 

“If you acknowledge him as your son, you’ll have to tell our kids. You’ll have to explain why you fathered a child at, what was it, sixteen? I don’t think they’ll stop with questions until you give them all the truth. Can you handle it? Can our kids? Can Lauren and Stuart?”

It was my turn to think carefully. At length I gave her an answer.

“Paul and Lauren were my friends. I gave them a gift out of love for both of them. I can’t be ashamed of that since they evidently had a wonderful son. If I tell our kids the honest truth, I think they’ll accept it and probably be happy to have an older half-brother. But the question is: can you handle it?”

“That was ten years before you ever met me. It’s not a problem.”

“There’s one more thing,” I said. “Lauren is thinking of flying here alone first. She wants to talk with us face to face, without anyone else knowing the facts about Stuart and me. She also wants to think about where she might live if she relocates. She’s asked me to find her a real estate agent to help her. She gave me the impression that she’d buy a house for her and for Stuart and his family if they relocate. She’d like me to recommend a hotel for her where she could stay about a week.”

“How well off is she financially? Can she afford to buy a big house that easily?”

“It seems so. Paul formed a company with three other guys about twenty years ago. They had an insurance policy that provided for partnership buyout in the event of the death of any one. They were evidently relatively well off. With the insurance proceeds, it sounded like money wasn’t that much of a concern.”

“I still think we should consider inviting them. But there’re so many unanswered questions on both sides that we need to think about. Can you learn more about Lauren’s family and what they’re like?”

“Lauren and I have already thought of that. She’s putting together information about the last twenty-five years for all of them. She’s going to send it by e-mail along with pictures of her and Paul a few years ago and Stuart and his wife and son. I’ve agreed to do the same thing to send to her. Will you help me write it and find some pictures to send?”

“Scan the one of Kerry on the refrigerator for her, the one you took at the zoo a few weeks ago. Let her see our little miracle boy. I’ll find some good pictures of the rest of us. You start writing and I’ll add my ideas to yours. We’ve got to talk some more but I want to give you one suggestion right now. I think you should call her back and tell her she’s not going to stay in a hotel. She’s going to stay with us.”

“I don’t know if that’s wise. With Kavan and Kathryn in the basement, fucking like sex-crazed teenagers all the time, with Arial and Kerry talking about sex, no, with all of us talking about it all the time, with our casualness about nudity at home, I wonder what she’d think of us. And, boy, if she found out about the way we play around with the kids occasionally now, she might think we’re a family of perverts.”

“Think about this,” she said. “You call her back and tell her about us only as far as you’d tell anybody you’d just met. Invite her to stay with us. I’ll call her a day or so after you do and I’ll feel her out on the way we live and the way we are with each other and with the kids.”

“And what if Stuart and his wife want to come for a visit after that?”

“He’s your son. Don’t ever deny him. Give him your love too. You’ve got enough to go around. Accept that he’ll never call you Dad. In fact, he can just call you Grandpa, because that’s what you are now, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I suppose I am and that’ll take some getting used to. I feel bad about it in one way. I told you years ago I wanted to have grandkids with you. Does this hurt you, to know I’m already a grandfather?”

“Do you really want to know how I feel about it?”

“Yes.”

“Kieran, Luke was part of our family for a while. He and Rachael are still part of it. Their little girl already calls you Pop and that’s the same as Grandpop. When they come for a visit, I feel just like they’re my kids and grandkid. Now it looks like Kathryn might join our family. I already love her like a daughter. I hope she and Kavan can stick with each other. I love having a big family. It would make me happy to have Stuart and his wife and their son around. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to have all of them here in the house together once in a while?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know what I’m going to tell our kids.”

“You won’t tell them anything until after we have a long talk with Lauren. If it’s OK, with her, we’ll tell them together – the truth – but not in as much detail as you once told me.”

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Siobhan and I waited for Lauren’s plane on Friday night. She wanted to stay ten days and then fly back and discuss everything with Stuart and his wife. Siobhan and I thought it might be best to leave the kids at home and not overwhelm her with their curiosity. 

“I’m glad she agreed to stay with us,” Siobhan said. “She sounds like a real lady. I can’t wait to meet her and see what she looks like.”

“How far did you go in telling her about what goes on at home?” I asked. “I know she and Paul liked to be nudists twenty-five years ago but I’m don’t guess they had much chance to keep doing that when they moved to damp and cold Oregon.”

“She was very clear that she’d have no problem with that. And neither would Stuart and his wife. She said they did that at home too. When I said something about Oregon’s climate, she said that was a misconception. They live in eastern Oregon and their area’s much drier and sunny and it’s very nice outdoors in summer. And she said something about you and Kavan and Kerry and Stuart when she learned we were nudists.”

“Uh, oh,” I said, “lemme have it.”

“She just said she was looking forward to seeing you again. She said that Stuart was very much like you and she said she hoped Kavan and Kerry were too.”

“Are you reading something into that?”

“I’m just telling you what she said,” Siobhan smiled knowingly.

“What did you tell her about our attitudes toward sex and the way we were with our family?”

“I told her the truth, Kieran, what else. I don’t think any of it surprised her. The only thing that worried me was the way she talked about Paul, her husband. She would suddenly get very quiet and unresponsive when I tried to talk about him. I think she’s still in a lot of pain from losing him.”

“Thanks for telling me that,” I said. “Help me to avoid hurting her by bringing it up. If she wants to talk about him, I’ll listen. I sure as hell don’t want to hurt her in any way.”

“They’re coming out of the plane now. Watch for her. She said she’d be wearing a navy blue pant suit and flying first class. She should be one of the first ones off.”

“There she is!”

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Lauren walked slowly out of the plane, looking for us. She was wearing the navy blue pantsuit she had described and even my male eyes could see the designer-label look of her clothes. Her blouse was a high-collared silken red and a single string of pearls encircled her neck. She carried only a briefcase that looked very much like the one in which I carried my laptop computer.

The years had been kind to her. She seemed to be the same size as she had been a quarter of a century earlier. Her face had aged but was still as heartbreakingly beautiful as I had last seen it. The only noticeable sign of the years was the color of her hair. Instead of the dark, almost black color of years ago, it was now dark mixed with gray. I thought she could easily have colored it to hide the gray and I realized she must be showing her age with pride. 

Even though I recognized her, I didn’t think to wave to her. I saw her face sweep over the crowd and then light up with a smile when she recognized me.

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At home the kids were on their best behavior when they were introduced to her. They all had on casual clothes and sandals or shoes and their faces were scrubbed clean and their hair combed neatly, even Kerry’s. I asked Arial to show her to her bedroom and see if there was anything she needed. I asked Kavan and Kerry to bring her bags in from the car. The bedroom door was closed when they returned with the bags so the boys knocked. When Arial opened the door, Lauren was sitting on the side of the bed. Arial quickly sat back down near her; they had evidently been talking together. Arial came out shortly and said that Lauren was going to rest for a few minutes and asked her to knock in a half hour if she fell asleep. Later Lauren came out without being called, dressed in shorts, knit shirt, and barefooted. 

Siobhan and I had already changed into shorts and shirts. When the kids saw Lauren, they burst into big grins and kicked off their sandals or shoes. I looked at Siobhan and we got barefooted too.

The kids had set up a table on the deck for all of us and had prepared a light supper for everybody except Kavan and Kerry. They got their heavier rations, as usual. I knew the evening meal might be early for Lauren since she had left Oregon’s time zone. When she saw the table, she said, “Good. I’m hungry. I missed lunch and I don’t like airline food.”

She stood on the deck looking down at the pool and then turned to all of us. “Do you think we might go for a swim tonight?” she asked.

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Dinner was a non-stop talkfest, with the kids telling Lauren almost – thankfully almost – everything. All four of the kids tried to use their good manners and more or less succeeded. The sun was just above the horizon when Kerry asked if we could all go for a swim. The other three immediately joined in.

I looked at Lauren. “Are you up to this? We all play in the pool together, nude. Siobhan said she told you we’re nudists whenever we can be. Someone taught me years ago how good it was to go without clothes in the outdoors.”

“It was good, wasn’t it? You were just, what, sixteen, and I was twenty-three. You were a very quick learner.”

She looked at Siobhan. “He was a very good learner, Siobhan. Will it bother you if we talk about that summer?”

“No, it won’t bother me. I want you to tell me what he was like at sixteen. Will you?” Lauren nodded yes.

“The kids get a little rough sometimes,” I said. “They love to wrestle with me. Even Siobhan gets into it once in a while. If they bother you too much, just push them off.”

“Do you ever push them off?” she asked.

“Hardly ever,” Siobhan laughed. “Usually he’s the ringleader of the mischief.”

Lauren looked around at the kids. “Where do we undress?”

“In the family room,” Siobhan answered. “Kathryn’s finally trained Kavan to fold up his clothes neatly and put them with his sandals. The girls are always neat with theirs. We’re all trying to train Kerry.”

When I told the kids we were going down to the pool, they ran into the family room and were all four were naked as jaybirds in a few minutes. Lauren, Siobhan, and I stood watching them and then followed their example.

When Lauren was naked in front of us, memories of a younger woman came flooding back to me. She was changed very little. Her breasts were almost as I remembered them with a little surrender to the years. Her hips were wider, just as my wife’s were. She was still a beautiful desirable woman, even if past the half-century mark. Siobhan told her so and asked me if she was still like I remembered her. I answered with just a nod, a lump in my throat, remembering how she and Paul had introduced me to love.

The kids watched, smiling, as Lauren undressed. Kerry gave her a low wolf whistle and Arial said, “You’re beautiful, Ms. Lauren.”

As we were going down the stairs toward the pool, Lauren spoke to Siobhan. “Stuart inherited something from your husband. I see Kavan got the same gene. He may have your red hair but he’s got his father’s …body.”

“Kerry wants to have one like his Dad, too,” Siobhan laughed.

“Well, he’s certainly got a good start. I didn’t know boys started puberty at eleven. I think Stuart started when he was twelve.”  

“Kerry started about six months ago,” I said. “He thinks he’s already a man and I suppose he is.”

“Arial’s more like you, Kieran. Her hair’s even blonder than yours. It’s like Kerry’s. Kavan must take after your wife’s side of the family.”

“Kieran says his was that light when he was young,” Siobhan answered. “He says it got darker during his teens and has stayed that way since. Kavan takes after my father, his grandfather Kelly.”

“And Kerry’s one of the most beautiful boys I’ve ever seen. He certainly got that beautiful face from you, Siobhan, no offense, Kieran. I love those freckles across his cheeks and nose. With those eyes and that smile, he’ll be able to make any girl’s heart melt.”

“He already does that,” Siobhan said, “mine and Arial’s and Kathryn’s. Are you going to be another of his admirers?”

“I already am.”

In the pool, the kids, as always, got a little rough in playing. When they started ducking each other, Kavan looked at me and then at Lauren and raised his eyebrows. I shook my head disapprovingly. She watched them play with a smile on her face. When Kerry swam to her for refuge, she held out her arms to him. He wrapped his arms around her neck and his long legs around her body, just as he did to Siobhan and to me. She held him against her and Kerry brought his cheek against hers and kissed her. I watched as he moved to the other cheek and kissed her again. I knew what was coming next. When he kissed her on the lips, I saw her eyes dart toward me. I just smiled and winked at her.

When we left the pool, we included Lauren in the group as though she had long been part of us. She accepted with no hesitation. In the basement shower, Arial whispered something in Kavan’s ear and he left and returned a few minutes later with the old bench. Arial got Lauren under the shower to rinse off and then asked her to sit down on the bench. Lauren looked at me and I nodded. When she was seated, Arial and Kathryn proceeded to shampoo her hair. When they were finished, they both helped dry her off and then combed out her wet hair.

We all went back upstairs and Kerry led the way to the deck. Arial and Kathryn went for hairbrushes and blow-dryers and turned out all the lights on their way back. Kavan and I soon had two mature ladies and, next, two young ladies purring in contentment.

We talked for an hour or so. All of us couldn’t help but watch Kathryn while she played with Kavan until he had a hard-on. Arial grew quiet curled up next to her mother. Kerry was leaning on me and yawning every few minutes.

Kerry surprised me again. “Can I sleep with Lauren, Dad? Arial wakes me up rolling over and hitting and kicking me.”

“You must ask her, Son,” I said. “A gentleman must always have a lady’s permission before he sleeps with her.”

”You let them sleep together?” Lauren asked. “What if they do something…?”

“They already do something,” Siobhan answered. “They play with each other and they give each other orgasms with their hands and mouths. Arial won’t let him do anything more than that and he understands and doesn’t try.”

“You told me you were all very open and casual about loving each other but I guess I’m not used to something like that,” she said.

“Kerry’s been a sexual person for a long time, Lauren,” I said. “He’s always liked to be touched when he’s naked with us. He’ll get between me and Siobhan and we’ll both have our hands on him. He loves to have his genitals played with. He’ll get a hard-on but he usually doesn’t try to do anything with it. After a while, he’ll jump up and find something else he wants to do. Now that he’s started into puberty, I think he usually goes somewhere to jack off.”

“Kieran and I let him sleep with us once in a while,” Siobhan added. “He likes to snuggle up to my breasts with his hand on one and his mouth on the other. It always seems to relax him and he falls asleep. He likes it when Kieran is spooned up against his butt, holding him, and I’m facing him, holding him too. Sometimes he’s there all night but most of the time I find him in his own bed in the morning. He always thanks us in the morning for loving him.

Lauren looked at him for a minute or so and I could see her eyes glistening with tears. Finally she said, “Kerry, I think I’ve been lonely in bed long enough. If you don’t snore, you may sleep with me.”

“Thanks, Lauren and you too, Mom and Dad,” Kerry said. He took her hand and led her down the hall to the bedroom.

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The next morning I smelled coffee when I woke up. I peed, washed my face, and brushed my hair. When I walked into the kitchen, Lauren was sitting on a bar stool at the breakfast bar, sipping a cup. She had on her shorts and shirt. I looked down at my nakedness, then sat down beside her and poured my own cup.

“You weren’t bashful years ago or last night,” she said, smiling at me.

“How did you sleep, with Kerry with you?”

“I had a good night’s rest,” she said. “I guess I’ll need a day or so for my internal clock to reset. Kerry was a love. He got in bed and moved back until his butt was up against me. I put my arm over him and he seemed content with that for a few minutes. After a while, he turned over and treated me like Siobhan. He put a hand on one breast and his mouth on the other. He sucked on it for not even a minute and then stopped, with my nipple still in his mouth. I listened to his breathing and I guess he went to sleep. Every few minutes, he’d suck a few more times and then relax again. It’s been a long time since I enjoyed anything like that.”

“Do you think that caused any harm to you or to Kerry? Did you feel loved like he feels loved, by being close like that?”

Before she could answer, Kerry walked into the kitchen, eyes half closed, scratching his testicles. He walked up behind Lauren, wrapped his arms around her, and rested his head on her back. She looked at me and I drew a circle in the air with my finger. She turned around and Kerry wrapped his arms around her again, this time resting his face against hers. “Thanks, Lauren, for letting me sleep with you.” And with that he wandered over to the refrigerator, opened it, and bent over. He reached back with one hand and scratched on one buttock. Lauren and I looked at his beautiful little butt for a moment and then I said, “Kerry, here’s your orange juice.” He said, “Oh,” walked over, took the proffered glass, and drained it. He walked back into the family room and I looked at Lauren and said, “TV.”

Kavan came up the stairs from the basement next. He said good morning, or rather, morning, and walked over to the refrigerator. When he pulled out the milk jug, I watched to see what he would do. He poured himself a large glass and wandered into the family room with it.

“You’re still company to him,” I said.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“If he had felt like you were family, he probably would have drunk out of the milk jug.”

Siobhan walked in at that moment, barefooted and naked. Her face was devoid of any makeup and the freckles stood out across her nose and cheeks. Lauren told her what Kerry had done with her in bed.

“We call him our love baby, Lauren. Kavan and Arial know that they were planned. But Kerry was conceived with I was taking birth control pills. I’ve since found out it was because an antibiotic I was taking sort of nullified the pills. Sometimes the miracles you don’t ask for turn out to be the best miracles of all.”

I saw tears well up in Lauren’s eyes suddenly.

“Is something wrong, Lauren?” I asked.

“No, nothing’s wrong,” she said. “Something’s right. Paul and I had a wonderful marriage full of love and two fine children. Since they’re both married and I’m alone, I miss being loved. I miss the sex but I suppose I can live without that. It’s being loved and held and touched that I miss so much. Paul and I almost always went to sleep the same way. He’d spoon up against me and put his arm over me with one hand on my breast. I guess that’s what I miss more than anything.”

“That’s our favorite way to go to sleep, too,” Siobhan said.

“If you want to talk about him and your life together, we’re here to listen,” I said.

She put the palm of her hand on my cheek. “Thank you, Kieran. I don’t think I’m ready to talk much yet. It still hurts too much. It’s been a year now and I’m gradually letting go of the pain.”

Siobhan wrapped her arms around Lauren and held her close. I stood up and wrapped my arms around both of them.

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We had made no plans for Saturday, deciding to wait and see what Lauren wanted to do. She seemed content to sit and talk. When the kids wandered in and had breakfast, they started asking her questions again.

We were all curled up in the family room about midmorning chattering away. Lauren looked around at all of us and, I suppose, realized that she was the only one wearing anything but a smile. She excused herself, for a pit stop, she said, and when she came back she was wearing nothing but a smile.

Just before noon, Siobhan stood up, said she needed to think of lunch, and started to list some of the things she could fix. Lauren stood up too.

“Let me help,” she said. “I love to cook. Maybe we could talk Arial and Kathryn into helping us.”

The four of them left for the kitchen, leaving three males looking at each other and smiling even wider. There was a constant low hum of talking. From an occasional word I understood, it seemed that they were making plans of some kinds. I wondered what the three males were missing out on. Knowing the three females who lived with me, I wouldn’t be surprised if they were plotting against us.

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After lunch, Kerry wandered in and sat down next to me. He pulled my head down so he could whisper in my ear.

“Dad, Lauren was crying last night. She let me put my mouth and hands on her breasts like Mom does and I was almost asleep. When I heard her crying, I pretended I was asleep. After a while, she gave sort of a shudder and stopped. She put her hand on my butt and held me up against her. That’s all I remember. I woke up once and she was spooned up against my butt the way I like it. Then when I woke up this morning, she was gone.”

“Don’t tell anyone else, Kerry,” I said. “She misses her husband Paul terribly since he died. She’s lonely. You’re probably the first man she’s slept with since Paul died.”

He beamed when I called him a man. “I won’t tell, Dad. She’s real beautiful and nice. I like her a lot.” And with that he went looking for something else to get into.

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Later Lauren, Siobhan, and I moved into our living-music room for some quiet conversation.

“There’s nothing on the agenda for today, Lauren,” I said. “Lately, some Saturday afternoons, we put on clothes and then practice dancing with the kids. We’re trying to teach them a little of the sort of dancing where boy and girl actually hold each other. They got interested in it once they realized how ridiculous the usual teen jerking and twitching is. We put clothes on and even shoes so we can dance the way we might at a wedding or a party. We can do that if you wish.”

Siobhan offered another idea. “Sometimes we all go for a long walk down the hill along the creek. The bottomland floods sometimes so it hasn’t developed. It’s really very pretty down there. There are some remains of an old mill and a very old church building. Most of the stones for the building were carried away long ago but some remain. We like to picnic there sometimes.” 

“We can go swimming again if you like,” I added. We usually wait ‘til about four for that since we’re all fair skinned. An hour or so is usually enough to whet everybody’s appetite.”

“Anything’s fine with me,” she said. “What do the kids like to do?”

“I’ll warn you,” I said,” They’ve already put together an agenda for tonight. They’ve got food prepared for us to eat on the deck. They’ll take the deck furniture off and cover the deck with foam mats and then put blankets on top of the mats. They throw pillows all over so we can lie around and eat and talk like the old Greeks.”

“That sounds like a lot of fun,” she said.

“It is,” Siobhan said, “but I told you our Saturday evenings lately aren’t the sort most families have. The kids want to play games – and I mean sexual ones.”

“Give me some examples, Siobhan,” Lauren said.

“There’s one we like to play for openers. It’s twister – except that we play naked twister. It’s a lot more fun that way. Kieran gets to look at Kathryn all he wants to and rub all over her.”

“But there’s a lot more sex involved in some of the games,” I said. “Once they made up a game where all the girls got in a row and the boys went down on them. As the girls had orgasms they dropped out until there was just one girl left and she got the attention of all the men. Then we reversed the sexes and started again.”

Lauren looked at both of in disbelief. “You mean your kids did oral sex on you and you ….?” She trailed off with her question.

“I told you we’re very open with sex with the kids,” I said. “We’ve always talked about anything they brought up and we don’t try to use names like penis or vagina when we do. We’ve been nudists since before they were born and so they’ve always seen us nude. Siobhan and I are very open in letting them see us holding each other and kissing. They sleep with us maybe a half dozen times a year, Kerry a lot more often. They’ve even seen us making love. Actually they see us demonstrating our love all the time. I mean they’ve seen me on top of Siobhan with my dick in her pussy. It’s only within the last year or so that we’ve gotten involved in sex play with each other. That’s the best way to describe it: play. We have a lot of fun and do a lot of giggling and tickling and wrestling. We occasionally have an orgasm or two.”

“Even Kerry?” she asked.

“Lauren, I was having orgasms regularly before I reached puberty,” I answered. “They weren’t as good as the ones after I started ejaculating but they were real orgasms. We should stop believing that our kids are not sexual beings until after puberty. I don’t know when it all starts but even little kids love to be stroked all over, including their genitals.”

Just then Kerry walked in and sat on the couch next to Lauren. “Yeah, I like it when somebody touches me. I like to go to sleep when Mom is rubbing my back.” 

“He likes it when I rub his front too,” Siobhan said.

“We were talking about what we might do this afternoon, Squirt,” I said. “We told her about some of the things we do. What would you like to do?”

“I don’t know. What do you want to do, Lauren?” he asked. He moved closer to her and leaned against her side.

“Your Dad mentioned going for a walk down to the creek but I think you and I could do that next week when he’s working. They mentioned swimming but we can all do that any time since you’ve got such a nice pool. I think I’d like to try the other one – dancing – if you’ll dance with me.”

“Aaaww,” he protested, “we have to put on clothes to do that.” He moved again, this time so close that Lauren put one arm around his shoulders.

Lauren looked at Siobhan and me. “I’d like to do more than just put on clothes, Kerry. I brought a long dress in case I went dancing with some young man. It’s got bare shoulders and it’s cut low in the front. I’ll put it on for you if you promise not to look down my dress.”

She said this with a straight face, sitting there with her breasts completely bare in front of him.

“Kerry,” I said, “you could wear your nicest dress pants and a white shirt and I’ll tie your tie for you. If they still fit, you can wear your dress slippers. They would be great for dancing.”

He brightened at the idea. “It would be sorta dress-up dancing, wouldn’t it? Do you think Arial and Kavan and Kathryn will do it too?”

He stretched out on the couch and put his head in Lauren’s lap. She dropped her hand down and started stroking his hair, exactly what he wanted.

“Arial always likes to dance, Kerry,” Siobhan said. “Don’t ask Kavan if he wants to; ask Kathryn and let her convince Kavan.”

Kerry stood up in front of Lauren, put one arm in front of him, the other behind, and bowed to her. “M’lady, would you do me the honor of dancing with me this afternoon?”

Lauren looked at him with delight in her eyes, even if it did seem strange for a naked boy to be asking a naked woman to dance.

“I’d love to dance with you, Kerry,” she said.

“And, m’lady, would you play games with me tonight?” he asked.

“I’d be delighted to play with you, Kerry,” she said.

I’d been trying to signal her the minute the words popped out of his mouth but she ignored me. When Kerry went running off to find the others, his skip-hop-run left his beautiful butt in wild motion again. Lauren watched his departure and then turned toward Siobhan and asked, “Is Kieran permitted to play with us tonight?”

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I had bought two bottles of champagne for our Saturday play night. Kerry and Arial had been content last time with just a few swallows but Kavan and Kathryn had wanted a glass as full as Siobhan’s and mine. I thought we might need two bottles for five adults and two children. Arial and I served this time. Kerry lit the candles and placed then all around the deck.

We all stretched out comfortably on the mats and pillows. Kerry was lying beside Lauren with one leg thrown over hers and one hand on her stomach. Kathryn and Kavan were entwined but not quite interlocked yet. Arial and Siobhan were both next to me. I saw Lauren watching closely as they in turn or in combination played with me. I started to explain the usual rules of our games for our new player.

“Lauren, there are a few ground rules we usually follow. We can’t do anything to anybody else without permission. We can’t do anything that would hurt anybody. And we draw a line at playing slip the salami to Susie.”

“That means we can do anything with our hands and mouths,” Siobhan said. “But we can’t hide the bologna in the baby carriage.”

The kids howled at the new description. I was half afraid I’d have two teen-aged girls peeing on the blankets. When the laughter subsided, Kathryn raised her hand.

“What if the baby carriage would like to have some bologna under the baby blanket?”

Arial pretended to attack Kavan’s erect dick with a karate chop. “Keep that bologna away from me. I don’t wanna carry no baby no time soon.”

“Don’t hurt’im, Arial,” Kathryn giggled, “I happen to like riding the bologna pony.”

More howls.

“Yeah,” Kerry said loudly, “what if somebody wants to put some pepperoni in the pussycat?”

Everybody was suddenly quiet. I think everybody was looking at Kerry.

Kavan said, “You’re too little, Squirt. You’ve got to wait a few years before you can shoot off.”

“I’m not too little,” he cried, “I can have orgasms even if I don’t ejaculate much yet. And I may not have a dick as big as you and Dad but I’ve got a good handful.” With that, he moved his hands out of his lap. He had an erect five-incher, an inch or more in diameter, with an uncovered purple-red head showing.

“And where would you like to put the pepperoni, Kerry?” Kathryn asked.

He hugged up against Lauren. “Lauren said if I danced with her this afternoon, she’d play games with me tonight.”

Lauren looked around at all of us, eyes wide open and a look of disbelief on her face.

There was a sudden outbreak of talking from everybody. With opinions and questions flying all around, I wondered where we had let ourselves get led tonight. After a few minutes of total confusion, I tried to bring order out of chaos.

“Listen to me, everybody,” I said loudly, “we need to discuss this like ladies and gentlemen. I’m going to invoke Robert’s Rules of Order for this discussion. We’ve done this enough so you know the rules and I’ll kick out anybody who doesn’t follow them. Is that clear?”

The deck was suddenly silent and I heard, I think, six “Yes, Dads.”

“I want to clarify the rules for the purpose of this meeting tonight. Usually a motion passes if a majority votes for it. For tonight’s motions, I would like to amend the rules so that a single no vote defeats any motion. Any objections?”

There was total silence. “Hearing no objection, the rules are thus amended solely for tonight’s meeting. Now, does anyone have a motion they wish to bring before the floor, I mean the deck?”

Kerry raised his hand. “I move that, for tonight’s meeting only, we suspend the rule which prohibits playing slip the salami to Susie.” He smiled at everybody, proud of his motion.

“We have a motion on the deck,” I said. “Is there any discussion before I call for the vote?”

Arial asked that it be clarified whether it was still a rule that everybody had to ask permission before doing something to somebody else. I quickly ruled that it was.

There was a lot of whispering back and forth between the kids. Lauren whispered something in Siobhan’s ear and got a positive nod. Kerry whispered in Lauren’s ear and got only a kiss on the cheek for an answer. I honestly didn’t know how Lauren and Siobhan and I would or should vote on the motion.

When I called for the vote, the four kids raised an arm. Kerry raised two. I waited for a vote from Siobhan and Lauren. Siobhan looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders. When she raised her hand, all eyes turned to Lauren. She smiled at all of us and raised her hand. I looked around at the kids, stuck my hand straight out, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly raised it.

There was a sudden rush to whisper to each other. Arial and Kathryn both whispered together, then to Kavan, and finally Arial to Kerry. Siobhan crawled across me to Arial and Kathryn and whispered to them. Kathryn looked over at me and then nodded to something Siobhan said. When Siobhan moved over to Kavan and talked to him, he too looked at me and then said OK to his mother. I didn’t have to be a lip-reader to see what he had said. Lauren was trying to follow all the whispering. Siobhan moved over to her and cupped her hand around her mouth while she whispered in Lauren’s ear. I watched Lauren’s face and she was smiling and nodding at whatever Siobhan was saying to her. When Siobhan finished, Lauren looked around at all of us, then back at Siobhan, and smiled and nodded once more. I understood their excitement: this was a first for our family.

 When Siobhan finally came back to me, I grabbed her by the arm and asked her what the hell was going on.

“I want you and Kavan to help Kerry. If you need to, tell him what to do with Lauren. Make sure Lauren enjoys it. After Kerry does it, get Kavan to make love with Lauren. And after Kavan, I want you to do it. I want to watch.”

“Is that what you’re arranging with Lauren and the kids? Everybody’s already agreed except me and I didn’t even know what was going on.” I think she detected a slight touch of anger in my voice.

She got up, grabbed my hand and pulled me into the kitchen.

“Damn it, Kieran,” she started in on me once we were alone, “I thought you learned to let go of control with Luke and Rachael years ago. Kathryn and Arial and I have been talking to Lauren about this all afternoon. She understands what we’re trying to do. She’s OK with it.”

“Well, shit, pardon me, but what are we trying to do. We’ve never fucked around with the kids like this before.”

“It’s called total immersion, Kieran. It’s like learning a foreign language. I think Lauren’s going to be part of our lives for years to come. We’re going to throw everything at her at once, just like we did with Luke. It worked great with him, didn’t it?”

I had to admit that it had. Luke and Rachael were married now with a kid. Every time they came for a visit, they seemed wonderfully happy. And every time they slept with me and Siobhan, Rachael made me wonderfully happy. Siobhan didn’t complain about Luke, either.

“So,” I asked, “you want me to let our little boy Kerry lose his virginity with Lauren first, then let Kavan work her over like a teen-ager, then let old-man Kieran finish her off? Is that it?” 

“Exactly! Kieran, why are you so dense sometimes? And don’t worry about Lauren getting pregnant. She’s in menopause.”

“And just what are you and Arial and Kathryn going to do while Kerry and Kavan and I are busy with Lauren?” I asked.

“We’re going to watch, Kieran,” she said. “You guys don’t mind putting on a show for us, do you?”

I looked at her in disbelief. “What do we do for an encore after that? Do all three of us screw Kathryn?”

She kissed me on the mouth. “Yeah, if you want to. Kathryn and Kavan said it’s OK with them if you do. Kathryn said Kavan could do it with Lauren if she could do it with you. But you’ve got to make love with Lauren first. Then Lauren and Arial and I get to watch you with Kathryn if you can get it up again.”

“What’s got into you,” I asked. “You’ve never been this wild before? You’ve just said it’s OK with you if I fuck two other women. With Rachael, it was just one. I sure as hell would like to but I don’t want to fuck up my marriage with you. You’d better think again before you get me into this.”

“Nothing’s gotten into me yet,” she answered. “I don’t want Kerry and Kavan getting into me but I hope you will. Kathryn says you can have a rain check on her until later, if you want it.”

“Sheeeett,” I groaned, “I’d like to stick my dick where Kavan’s been putting his, but I think I’d better keep sticking it in you – at least for now.”

“Kathryn jumped at the chance to fuck you,” Siobhan whispered. 

“Yeah, but what if Kavan wants to fuck my wife while I’m fucking his girlfriend? What are you going to say then?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe Lauren will give him an encore.”

When we went back out on the deck, Kerry was stretched out beside Lauren, one long leg thrown over hers, whispering something to her. As we watched, he put one hand on her breast and leaned over, kissed her on the cheek, and then on the mouth. She evidently approved because she opened her lips to his and put one hand on his dick. I could hardly believe what I saw: my almost twelve-year old son kissing a woman four times his age while she played with his boner.

Siobhan pushed me toward Lauren and Kerry while Kathryn pushed Kavan in the same direction. I crawled over to Lauren, stretched out beside her, and lowered my lips to her ear.

“The other ladies want us guys to make love with you and they want to watch. They want Kerry to be first because you’re his first. I’m supposed to make sure he knows what to do but if I remember correctly you’re a damn good teacher yourself.”

She turned her head away from Kerry to look at me. I kissed her on the lips and she gave me a smile.

“I want to let Kerry. He’s such a little love. I’d love to feel that dick of his in me. But I’m a little scared. It’s been a long time since I had a man’s dick inside me. Then Siobhan and the girls want me to let Kavan in and then you. Do you want to do it again, after all these years?”

“We don’t do anything unless you want us to, Lauren. Just think of Kavan as me all those years ago. If you want an old man after the kids, you can let me know. What do you want me to tell Kavan?

“You can tell him yes. But you’d better make sure he’s slow and gentle. I’m not twenty-three like I was with you.”

“Siobhan says we don’t need to worry about getting you pregnant this time.”

“That’s right, but he needs to make sure I’m good and wet. I haven’t had a period since before…. I think I’m past having any more babies. I may not get as wet as I did with you.”

“We’ll make sure you do,” I said.

I whispered instructions to Kerry and Kavan and then I moved down between Lauren’s legs. Kerry stretched out on his stomach at an angle to Lauren, lying half on her with his face close to hers. I watched him kiss her until I saw her lips open to him. Kavan moved up close to Lauren, lowered his lips to her breast, and took the nipple in his mouth. When I saw them doing their part, I stretched out on my stomach between Lauren’s legs and moved up until I was inches away from her pussy.

Perhaps a woman’s pussy ages little except for the stress of delivering children. I knew that I had signs of age over some parts of my body but my dick and balls were the same as they had been since I became a man. I wondered if a woman’s vagina had that same ageless nature. I looked at Lauren’s and she seemed the same, even if my memories were dimmed by time.

Lauren lifted and bent her legs to make my access easier and I used my fingertips and my tongue to tease the lips apart, trying to be as slow and gentle as possible. I started licking the little lips, opening them up with my tongue and I did my best to tease her clitoris out from under its protective hood. Lauren started squirming and I knew she was responding.

I felt someone stretch out close to me and a hand trying to reach underneath me. It was Kathryn. I turned my hips to one side and she wrapped her hand around my dick and started stroking it. I looked upward and saw Kavan and Kerry still playing with Lauren. Kavan was kissing her while Kerry was on his knees to one side with a hand on one breast and his mouth on the other. I went back to licking and sucking on Lauren’s cunt while Kathryn stroked up and down on my dick.

I felt someone take Kathryn’s place and looked down at Arial, on her knees, stroking me up and down and smiling at me. When she leaned over and took the head of my dick in her mouth, her long blonde hair hid what she was doing from my view. I looked up at Siobhan just behind her, watching all of us. She winked at me. Kerry straightened up, looked at me, and I nodded to him.

“Lauren, are you ready for Kerry?” I asked.

“For that little love? I’m ready,” she said and looked at Kerry. 

“Would you like to make love to me, Kerry?” she asked.

“I’m supposed to ask your permission before I do it,” he said. “Would you let me make love with you?” The pleading look on his beautiful face would have been impossible for any woman to resist.

“Yes, Kerry, I’d like it very much.”

He smiled with that beautiful smile of his, his face filled with the same boyish glee I had seen so many times. He tucked a pillow under Lauren’s head and then moved down to where I was kneeling between her legs. He motioned me out of the way and knelt between Lauren’s outstretched legs. He looked down at her pussy, wet and glistening and open for him, and then leaned over her, supporting himself with one hand on the floor. He held his dick with the other and moved forward and downward until the head touched Lauren’s waiting wetness. He closed his eyes, slid his dick into her with a hissed intake of breath, and then stretched out on top of her. I looked around and everybody else’s eyes were fixed on the same scene and nobody was moving.

Lauren and Kerry were both motionless for a minute or so. When Kerry lifted his head and looked at Lauren, she caught his head in her hands and bent hers up to give him another open-mouthed kiss. Kerry started thrusting, slowly at first. We all watched in fascination as he began to hump into Lauren. Each time he pulled out, his beautiful butt resumed its soft rounded look. Each time he pushed in, the underlying muscles bunched up and pulled in the sides of each buttock.

Lauren started moaning and reached down with her hands to get a good grip on Kerry’s squirming ass cheeks. He kept thrusting until she started a whining, keening noise and dug into his ass with her fingernails. He kept humping when her head fell back on the pillow and her arms wrapped around his chest. Finally he gave one last series of jerky thrusts, his head fell down on her shoulder, and he was still.

There was absolute quiet while we all watched Kerry and Lauren for signs of life. Finally he lifted his head and looked down at her, for once no smile on his face, all seriousness. He looked into her eyes for at least a full minute without saying a word. She looked back at him with a little smile on her lips that slowly grew wider.

“I never knew…it was…” he struggled for words, “I never dreamed it would be so good, Lauren. The first time I’ve ever done it and it was……it was…unbelievable.”

“Welcome to the adult world, Kerry,” Lauren said, and then pulled Kerry’s head down so she could whisper in his ear.

Kerry raised his head and gave all of us another of his beautiful smiles, He rolled off Lauren with his dick still stiff and shining with wetness and spread out like he was making a snow angel. He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened then, looked around, and smiled even wider.

“Guess what, everybody, I made Lauren come. The first time I ever did it and I made her come all by myself.”

He rolled over again, beside Lauren, and whispered something in her ear. He leaned over her, gave her a quick kiss on her lips, then rose up on his knees, and gave Arial and Kathryn the same sort of kiss. He moved over to Siobhan and she held her arms wide to receive him as always. He lay down with her and signed deeply and she wrapped her arms around him.

“Did you come, Kerry?” Kathryn asked.

“Yeah, about a gallon,” he sighed. “Damn, that was good!  I never dreamed it could be so good! Never in a million years! Not in a zillion years! It was just so good!”

Kavan and I were on our knees beside Lauren. He looked at me and I motioned for him to come closer.

“Go down on Lauren before you put your dick in her,” I said. “When you get it in, kiss her so she can taste herself and Kerry. When you finish, go tell Kerry that you enjoyed his cream pie.”

“Dad, I don’t think he can make a cream pie yet. When he ejaculates, it’s almost clear with just a little sperm in it. And he probably won’t know what one is, anyway. Are you sure?”

“Maybe he can’t, Kavan. And maybe he won’t know what you’re talking about. But think how proud he’s going to be when he finds out what a cream pie is.”

I stretched out on my stomach, up on my elbows, to talk to Lauren. She looked up at me and gave me a big happy smile.

“Thanks for telling Kerry he made you come,” I said. “You’ve given another young man memories he’ll never forget.”

“I told him the truth, Kieran,” she said. “I haven’t felt sexy for the last year and I haven’t had an orgasm since I can’t remember when. It made me hot to know a young kid could get so horny for an old lady like me. I didn’t fake it.”

Her face lost its smile suddenly and she hissed with a deep intake of breath. I assumed Kavan had got his tongue working in her pussy. I looked down and saw just the top of his head between her legs.

“I told you we liked to play around with each other. Kavan’s down there until you’re ready for a bigger dick. When he’s finished, he’s going to tell Kerry that he liked the cream pie he ate down there.”

“Kieran, you’re still a nasty little kid. How do you make up stuff like that?”

“I had a good teacher years ago.”

“Then kiss me and I’ll see if Kavan’s as good as his father was.”

When I rose up from kissing Lauren, Kavan was looking at us.

“How old was Dad when you made love with him?” he said, grinning.

“He was the same age you are, Kavan,” she answered. “He was sixteen.”

“Would you like me to make love with you, now?” Kavan asked. 

I stayed beside Lauren, kissing her, while Kavan was on top of her. For a while he was very gentle and slow with her, hardly moving, but gradually his thrusts became faster and faster. I knew he was losing control of his movements and he was becoming lost in what he was feeling. When his head was hidden on the other side of her face, I could feel her move underneath me when he shoved his dick into her cunt. I could hear the steady stream of grunts from both of them. I thought she would suck my tongue out of my mouth at times.

Lauren had one hand behind my head and the other on Kavan’s back. I felt her fingernails on my neck and guessed that one of them was coming, maybe even both. When Kavan slowed down with his thrusts and then stopped, I knew he had. He turned his head toward me and smiled and then leaned down and kissed Lauren on the lips.

“Thank you, Lauren,” he said. “I tried to hold back so you’d come too but I couldn’t. It was just too good.”

“Kavan, I came,” she whispered. “It was like riding a rollercoaster. You were just too busy to notice. Your big Stuart dick is enough to make any woman come, almost too much.”

“Do I have to take my big Stuart dick out now?” he whispered. “I don’t want to.”

“Let’s let Kieran have a turn, Kavan,” she said.

He pulled in a couple of deep breaths, exhaled, and rolled off her.

“Did you leave me a good cream pie, Kavan?” I asked, as I took his place between Lauren’s splayed out legs.

“Dad, you’d better have a good appetite if you’re going to eat the pie I gave Lauren. I added another gallon to Kerry’s.”

He raised his voice with the last part and we both looked at Kerry. He was between Arial and Kathryn, with an arm around each. He had a hard-on again, or maybe still, and they were playing with it.

I looked at Siobhan to see what she was doing. She was doing her own thing, with her hand between her legs. She caught me looking and winked at me.

I motioned for Kerry and he crawled over on the other side of Lauren. 

“Whassup?” he asked.

“I enjoyed eating your cream pie, Squirt,” Kavan said. “Now Dad’s going to eat mine.”

“What’s a cream pie?” Kerry asked.

I pointed down at Lauren’s pussy. The lips were still splayed wide and the inner flesh was red and glistening. A little trail of white semen drooled down from the bottom of her vagina into the crack of her ass.

Kerry looked at Lauren. She was smiling at him. He looked back down at her pussy.

“Can I help?” he asked, smiling gleefully.

“I want you boys to learn something,” I said.  “We joke about eating a cream pie but that’s not really what I want to do,” I said. “I want to show Lauren I still remember something she taught me when I was sixteen years old.”

“What?” Kavan asked.

“Ask Lauren,” I said. “She knows what I’m talking about.”

He looked down at Lauren. “Come on. Tell us.”

“I think he’d talking about what he does with his tongue after I’ve been fucked,” she answered. “I like for a man to use his tongue on my clit, just lazy and slow and easy. I don’t care whether I come again. Sometimes I don’t but I still like it. Sometimes I’ll start coming and it seems like it goes on for hours.”

“You can’t do it if you’re going to worry about getting a little semen or cunt juice in your mouth,” I said. “If you learn to do it right, she’ll love you forever.”

“I thought when y0u ate a cream pie you licked it up, all the come and cunt juice and stuff,” Kavan said. 

“Some guys like to do that but that’s not what a woman likes. She likes a man’s tongue on her clit. That’s what I like. When I do it, I get a hard-on I could drive a railroad spike with.” 

 “She’s all yours, Dad,” he said.

“This is probably the most important thing I learned from Lauren,” I said, keeping my eyes on hers. “It’s not a technique. It’s an attitude. Making love to a woman’s not just about sticking your dick in her cunt and pounding away ‘til you come. It’s about how you treat her afterwards. Don’t ever hesitate about getting your mouth on her pussy when it’s full of come. If she’s laying there like Lauren, the come will be drooling out of her vagina. If you’re licking her clit, you’re not likely to get a mouth full of semen. You probably won’t even taste it.”

Kerry interrupted, “How does it taste?”

“Taste your own sometime, Squirt,” Kavan said. “I have. It’s not that bad.”

“Do women come too, Dad?” Kerry asked. “I mean…I know they have orgasms but do they squirt out stuff like men do? A friend of mine told me they do.”

“No, Kerry,” I answered. “A woman’s vagina exudes stuff to make it better when she’s got a dick in her. Sometimes, when she’s really aroused, your Mom’s vagina exudes so much that it looks almost like semen around it and on my dick. It’s white so maybe that’s why some guys think she’s ejaculating something.”

“Yeah, Squirt,” Kavan added, “Dad’s taught me never to get in a hurry and to wait until Kathryn’s good and wet before I get my dick in her.”

“Remember it’s about attitude,” I continued. “When you lick her, do it with a sense of awe and reverence, like it’s something sacred. Be slow and gentle and don’t try to make her come. Just love her and keep on doing it and she’ll let you know when she wants something else.”  

While I was talking, I noticed that Siobhan and the two girls had moved closer to watch. Siobhan and Kerry were on one side; Kathryn and Arial were on the other. I usually didn’t want an audience but this time I welcomed it. Siobhan knew what I was trying to teach the kids. I’d always loved to go down on her after I’d fucked her.  I wanted the kids to learn how important it was to love a woman after she’s been fucked, not just before. I lay down on my stomach, brought my mouth to Lauren’s pussy and began.

Lauren’s clitoris was unchanged, still like it was years ago, just a little finger tip of a nubbin where her lips met. I licked it again and again until I felt her hands in my hair, licked it when her finger tips held my head in place, licked it slowly and gently, never getting in the least bit of a hurry. Finally, I licked her lower down where her vagina opened and I tasted my sons’ semen, probably Kavan’s, maybe Kerry’s too, but I didn’t care. I did it a few more times until Lauren yanked on my hair and pulled my head up.

“Kieran, please…”she moaned.

“Would you like me to make love to you, Lauren,” I asked.

She smiled at me and I suppose that was answer enough.

I was ready, more than ready. I moved over her and her hands grabbed my dick and guided it to her cunt. I pushed once and slid into her seething cauldron of a pussy. I slid my arms under her back and curled my hands around on her shoulders so she couldn’t get away from the fucking I intended to give her. I pulled back a little, pushed again, and felt my pubic bone against hers and my balls on her ass. I stopped briefly so she could wrap her legs around me and get her hands on my ass.  Then I fastened my mouth on hers, started fucking her, slowly at first, like Kavan, and continued, gradually getting faster and faster, until I erupted and added another gallon of semen to that of my two sons.

There was little talking for the rest of the evening. We all watched while Kathryn rode Kavan until she ground to a halt with a moaning orgasm. Then Kavan flipped her over and pounded into her until he came, grunting like a horse mounting a mare in heat.

Arial and Kerry were side by side watching Kavan and Kathryn, with Kerry’s fingers in Arial’s pussy and her hand on his hard-on. When Kavan and Kathryn finished, they tried to do a sixty-nine, with Arial on top trying to swallow Kerry’s dick while she tried to suffocate him with her cunt. 

I lay there and watched the kids too, with my arm around Siobhan on one side and Lauren on the other.  I had not been able to tell whether Lauren had come from me fucking her so I’d gone down on her again and licked her until I was sure she had another orgasm. Her cream pie didn’t taste any different with my contribution to it. My dick had faded briefly after that but watching the kids resurrected it again. Lauren and Siobhan playing with it helped it to stand up too. When I had another spike ready to be driven, Lauren pushed me toward Siobhan.

I got on top of her with my arms under her shoulders, just as I’d done with Lauren, and she wrapped her legs around my waist and put her hands on my butt. With her fingernails digging into my ass, I pistoned my dick into her until I felt her coming and her squeezing cunt milked another orgasm out of me. I rested on top of her until my heart stopped pounding and my breathing returned to near normal. Then I went down on her too and licked her until she begged me stop. 

Lauren lay there watching all of us. I suppose she never expected to be greeted by the Stuart family in such a loving way. I never expected it either. I hoped I wouldn’t be expected to repeat my performance any time soon.

Somewhere close to midnight, I suggested we all take a shower together down in the basement. It was the first time I had four women wash my dick one after the other. I suppose it was the first time for Kavan and Kerry too. They both got another hard-on. I didn’t.

When we dried off, Arial asked if she could stay downstairs and sleep with Kavan and Kathryn.

Kerry asked Lauren if he could sleep with her again. She answered him with a hug and a kiss and a grinning, “Yes, little love.”

Siobhan hugged me and whispered in my ear, “When are you going to claim your rain check on Kathryn?”


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